Date: Fri, 1 Oct 1999 01:45:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: shoeraz99@yahoo.com
Subject: Gloria

This is a fictionalised, erotic account of a personal experience containing
explicit descriptions of sexual relations involving minors. It is intended
solely for the private use of those who accept and enjoy reading such
material and is by no means intended to cause personal offence or serve as
a declaration of support or encouragement of such relations. Positive
reactions, in particular from those who have experienced such feelings as
described below, or who have had or considered having a similar experience,
are very welcome.

GLORIA
	
	Gloria lay on her bed in the dark and went over in her mind one
more time all the events that had led her to this moment of emotional
confusion and distress. "Why couldn't things be simple like they used to
be?" she thought to herself and sighed. "We seemed to be the most ordinary
of families - a husband, a devoted wife and a beautiful baby girl."
	
	Well, she thought to herself, first came the divorce. But it wasn't
just that. Lots of women get divorced. And by the time she was ten, her
daughter Susan didn't really care much for her father and neither did
Gloria - she and her husband had already been sleeping in separate beds for
years and Gloria preferred it that way.
	
	But afterwards her daughter had grown so shy with her they hardly
talked anymore. She half-heartedly encouraged her daughter to make her own
friends, even boyfriends, though with her ex-husband as a model she could
understand Susan, like herself, being skeptical about the opposite sex. But
Susan didn't seem interested in that either, and even though Gloria herself
felt very lonely she tried to stay out of Susan's way.
	
	"Maybe that was a mistake," she now sighed to herself in the dark,
trying to pluck up the courage to go to her daughter's room. "Maybe if I'd
just tried harder to stay close to her from the beginning things might not
have got out of hand."
	
	And it all started to get out of hand when Diane appeared on the
scene. Diane was Susan's first really close friend and of course Gloria was
very glad for that. But since Diane had appeared on the scene a lot of
things had changed, and not just with Susan.
	
	Diane, like her own daughter, was an unusual girl. Gloria had
always considered Susan an early developer; at the age of twelve she
already had wide hips and well-developed breasts but even now, three years
later, she still had a little baby fat and her body, like her mother's, was
rounded and soft. But still only fourteen, Diane was already a head taller
than Susan. And though her body was slightly less developed, it was trim
and curvy and feminine with dark, smooth skin and long shapely legs. And it
was not just her body that was mature. She also seemed to relate to Gloria
as an adult would, making small talk and even seeming quite affectionate at
times. Gloria immediately found herself strangely drawn to the girl though
she couldn't quite understand why. At first she decided just to shrug it
off.
	
	But then came that afternoon Diane and Susan were together up in
her room and Gloria walked in unexpectedly. Apparently the girls were
taking turns at the shower, for that's where Susan was when her mother
entered. And apparently it would soon be Diane's turn for what Gloria saw
when she walked in was Diane, stretched out on the bed, dressed only in a
pair of trim white panties. Gloria, of course, quickly apologised before
retreating behind the door again, but not before she had had a good glimpse
of Diane's budding breasts, her flat innocent tummy and those long, shapely
legs that stretched down the length of the bed. And even after she was
safely behind the door, it took her a while to catch her breath before she
headed towards her own bedroom across the hall.
	
	After collecting her thoughts, Gloria began to examine her own body
in the full-length mirror next to her bed. Not that she was entirely
disappointed with what she saw. She still had a good figure, her large
breasts had only begun to soften and sag a little and though full, her
waist was still even and her thighs and legs were still quite shapely. But
as she began to run her hand down her sides she began to feel a longing she
hadn't felt in years, and before she knew it she was unbuttoning her blouse
and unstrapping her bra, liberating her large orbs that were now longing
for a more intimate touch. She ran her hands over her nipples and felt them
swell under her touch. Using both hands she caressed them gently until she
could feel an itch develop between her legs, a prelude to the moistening
that would follow. Now more excited she gently lifted one of her breasts
toward her chin and stuck out her tongue, rolling saliva over the nipple
and sucking it gently into her own mouth. She repeated this with her other
breast and was suddenly so overwhelmed with excitement that she did what
she hadn't done in years. She quickly locked her bedroom door, removed her
skirt and her panties and lay down on the bed. Spreading her legs just a
bit, she ran her hand over her flat tummy and her fingers gently reached
past her hairy mound and into the slit of her vagina until they found their
object. Her clit was already soaked when she made her first touch, but soon
her whole cunt was awash with juice as she ran her fingers back and forth,
now and again sliding a finger up into her watery opening and
finger-fucking herself in frenzy.
	
	Moments later, when this frenzy had given her first orgasm in ages,
she rolled her juice- soaked fingers over her nipples and breasts and
sucked on them in contentment, enjoying that sweet taste that only a
woman's body could give. It was then that she realised that the image that
had accompanied her auto-erotic episode was none other than that of Diane,
lying naked on her daughter's bed, fondling her own dark, soft breasts and
moistening her young nipples with her saliva, slipping her long, adolescent
fingers under her panty-waist and masturbating what Gloria imagined to be a
smooth, shiny-brown adolescent prim. In her mind Gloria heard the girl
moaning softly at first but as her fingers rubbed faster and faster inside
her virgin slit, it grew louder and louder until it reached a crescendo and
a final scream that paralleled her own. And even as she savoured this rare
moment of post-orgasmic pleasure, Gloria panicked at this unusual turn in
her sexual fantasy.
	
	At first she managed to rationalise it as the result of her having
had gone far too long without "normal" sex. After some hesitation, she
reluctantly decided that it was time to accept her colleague Bill's
long-standing request to go out with him, an invitation she must have
turned down fifty times in the past two years.
	
	And as expected the evening started out on the wrong foot. Though
she looked everywhere, Gloria first couldn't find her "sexy" sheer blue
bra, which seemed inexplicably to have disappeared from her drawer. But in
the end she settled down and put on a more conventional one ("Mustn't
expect too much," Gloria thought to herself), and she sat herself down in
front of her dressing table and thought about her make-up.
	
	Then Susan knocked on her door and Gloria feared the worst. Gloria
had cheerfully told Susan about her anticipated date, but the girl had
seemed genuinely disappointed and was inconsolable for days. Considering
how little Susan herself sought her mother's company, this was the last
thing Gloria expected but she just didn't feel like discussing it with her
at the time.
	
	"Now I'm really going to get it," Gloria thought as she quickly
threw on her dressing gown. "Just what I need at a time like this!"

	"Can I . . uh . . help you with your make-up?" she heard Susan ask
shyly from behind the door. Gloria was so surprised, and relieved, that for
a moment she hardly knew what to say.
 	
	"Uh , of course you can honey," she said finally, "Come on in."
 	
	Susan entered and hesitantly came around back of Gloria as she sat
in front of the mirror, placing her gentle warm hands on her mother's
shoulders. It felt good, Gloria admitted to herself, and she even allowed
herself a moment of excitement as the young girl touched her face with
powder and lipstick.
	
	"You . . uh, look really beautiful, mom," Susan sputtered as she
stood behind Gloria and both faced the mirror. Gloria first blushed and
then felt her heart pounding furiously in her chest as she watched in the
mirror how Susan hesitantly wrapped her arms around her mother's shoulders
and placed a long warm kiss on her neck. Instinctively Gloria grabbed a
hold of her daughter's arms and pressed them to her breasts. But she was so
excited at this renewal of daughterly affection that she failed to notice
the expression in Susan's eyes as her arms pressed up against her mother's
body, or how her own nipples rose to the occasion.
	
	After a moment Susan abruptly broke off the embrace and ran
silently out of the room, leaving Gloria once again sobered and baffled at
her daughter's behaviour. But she had no time to think about that now. She
was late already, and she hurried to the cupboard to get her dress. It was
then that Gloria noticed how moist her panties were.
 	
	"God," she thought, "I must really be ready for to-night!"
	
	But of course she wasn't, and it seemed that all her worst fears
about Bill were to be confirmed. She first patiently suffered through an
evening of Bill's boring chatter, and after he'd had a few drinks, through
his clumsy attempts to kiss her good-night and open up her blouse. And
after she had finally decided she would let him have his way, she suffered
through his clumsy, though thankfully short attempt at making love to her
and his seeming inability to understand that she just wanted him to
leave. Needless to say, the experiment was discontinued.
	
	Gloria now found herself more and more seeking self-satisfaction,
and the directions her mind took to find objects of desire caused her more
and more concern. Of course, there was Diane, and though Gloria tried to
avoid her, Diane seemed to intrigue her even more than before. Soon Gloria
found herself glancing casually at teen sex magazines at newsstands and
gazing at school entrances where groups of girls, many much like Diane,
could be found hanging about at class intervals. Gloria tried desperately
to push these thoughts away, but she continued to masturbate on them and
found the urge to do even more growing inside her.
	
	And then one day her car wouldn't start and Gloria had to take the
bus to work, which she hated. On the way home it was crowded with
overheated, muggy-day passengers, and Gloria couldn't even get a seat. She
was tired, hot and sweaty and as people pushed their way past her, bumping
into her and stepping on her toes, she silently cursed her car mechanic.
	
	About halfway home a teenage girl got on the bus and pushed her way
towards where Gloria was standing. Gloria only noticed her when they were
almost level; she couldn't have been more than fifteen, wearing a
button-down blouse and a short skirt. She wasn't even that attractive,
Gloria would think to herself afterward, certainly not like Diane. She had
a plain face and was rather plump, but somehow she caught Gloria's eye and
she found herself gazing at the girl as she approached. The girl gazed back
and as their eyes met briefly the girl suddenly stood still and turned
around with her back to Gloria.
	
	As the crowded bus jogged and bumped along, Gloria felt the girl's
body pushed up against her and despite herself Gloria began to feel
aroused. Her heart began to beat faster she could feel moisture collecting
between her legs. The more their bodies rubbed up against one another in
the crowded, jostling bus, the more Gloria felt herself losing control and
when the thighs of the two skirted females finally met, she almost
involuntarily she found herself moving a hand down to the edge of the
girl's short skirt. The blood pounded in her brain as she used the cover of
the overcrowded, jostling bus to slowly lay a finger on the young girl's
thigh. It felt smooth and moist to her touch and the pressure in her groin
increased. The girl gave no indication of having noticed Gloria's touch so
she slowly began to run the finger up along the soft, moist flesh until she
could feel the edges of cloth of the girl's panties.
	
	"I can't be doing this," Gloria rebuked herself as she hesitated at
the threshold of the young girl's most intimate anatomy. But still the girl
didn't budge and Gloria's arousal was now so great she couldn't help
herself. Suddenly she felt the girl spreading her legs just a bit.
	
	"My god, she knows!" Gloria suddenly realised, "She's encouraging
me!"
	
	The blood began to beat wildly in Gloria's brain as she casually
slipped her finger under the elastic of the girl's panty and got her first
touch of her warm, wet vagina. Beyond her control now Gloria's finger
worked its way through the wet, hot flesh to the vaginal opening and when
the bus bounced once again, she heard the girl let out a little moan as
Gloria's finger entered the young girl's body. It was warm and wet and
wonderful and Gloria could feel a small spasm in her own vagina as her
sexual pleasure approached its peak.
	
	But suddenly the bus stopped short, pushing them both forward and
Gloria's finger slid out of the girl's cunt as she strained to recover her
balance. The girl, too, busied herself with remaining in place and clearly
the spell had been broken. The girl suddenly looked up and seemed to notice
she was missing her stop. She quickly began to collect her things and
without as much as a look at Gloria made off for the exit. But just as she
was about to descend the stairs she looked back and caught Gloria's
disappointed gaze. She smiled, shrugged her shoulders, then continued her
descent.
	
	The effect on Gloria of her first experience of illicit sex outside
the realm of fantasy was so great, she hardly noticed that she, too, had
missed her stop. When she finally did get off the bus she first thought of
running back to see if she could catch up with the girl, but then thought
better of it. She consoled herself with the thought that the girl would
probably be too embarrassed to say hello, let alone want to see her in more
intimate circumstances.
	
	"What am I thinking?" Gloria thought as she hurried off in the
direction of her house. She wondered if she had lost her mind altogether,
finger-fucking a teenage girl in the bus and then considering running after
her for a date. But although she tried to reprimand herself for
entertaining such thoughts, on her walk home she clandestinely took her
finger in her mouth and got her first sweet taste of a young girl's cum. By
the time she got home, her crotch was soaking wet.

	And in the following days, Gloria continued to take the bus to work
in the hope of finding the girl again, but with no success. She also spent
a lot of time in her room masturbating and began to get restless and
fidgety, so much so that even her daughter began to notice.
	
	"What's the matter, mom?" she finally asked after Gloria had spilt
her coffee one morning.
	
	"Oh, it's nothing," Gloria lied as she went to collect her things
for work. "Listen," Gloria continued just to dodge the subject, "I have to
hurry or I'll miss my bus."
	
	"And what's with the bus," Susan inquired. "You always hated the
bus. Can't you get the car fixed?" For a moment Gloria felt trapped, but
then she found a way out that was even a little honest.
	
	"I don't know, honey, I've just started to like it, that's
all. It's so much easier," Gloria replied but she could see from the look
on her daughter's face that she was not convinced.
	
	"Look, I really have to go," Gloria said finally, hoping it would
end the matter. She was concerned about her daughter's suspicions, but
later she realised that this was the longest conversation they had had in
months, and that made her feel better. And in fact, from that day on, Susan
stopped asking questions and Gloria began to notice a slight improvement in
her relations with her daughter. Susan seemed to lose some of her shyness
and sought Gloria's company more often. And though Gloria wasn't quite sure
what caused the change, she eagerly took advantage of it. Perhaps even too
eagerly, she worried to herself. In the end, though, she rationalised that
her daughter was the only company she had, even though Susan still hadn't
opened up to her as much as Gloria suddenly felt she wanted. She found
herself thinking less about the girl in the bus and went back to using the
car, which for some reason seemed to please her daughter even more.
	
	To-night Susan had even come over after dinner and cuddled up with
Gloria on the couch, pressing her body close to her mother's and silently
laying her head on Gloria's shoulder. Gloria put her arm around her and
felt an unexpected tingle go through her whole body. The sensation
surprised her a little but she took it as a sign that their relationship
was getting back to normal and now would be the perfect time to have that
mother-daughter chat she'd been looking forward to for such a long
time. But when she suggested it to Susan, her daughter's face suddenly
soured and without a word she quickly got up to go to her room. Gloria
called after her but to no avail.
	
	"Maybe it was just a bit too early," she thought as she headed for
the kitchen to do the washing-up.
	
	But later, as she was undressing for bed, standing in her bra and
panties in front of her mirror, Gloria thought she heard her daughter's
footsteps outside her bedroom door. Thinking the girl might finally want to
have that heart-to-heart with her, Gloria quickly threw on her
dressing-gown. Her bedroom door was ajar, and when she opened it she saw
Susan already retreating towards her own bedroom.
	
	"Susan, honey," she called after her hopefully, "did you want to
talk to me about something?" Susan, dressed only in a long t-shirt that
exposed a good deal of her legs and allowed free reign to her precociously
large breasts, turned to her shyly but said nothing. Gazing at her scantily
dressed daughter, Gloria's mind unexpectedly flashed back to the bus and
her heart began to beat quickly and she once again felt that itch between
her legs. She fought desperately to control her thoughts but her eyes
drifted relentlessly to her daughter's breasts and legs and the images
continued to rush to her head. Finally she forced herself to look up and
noticed that her daughter, too, continued to stare at her. When she looked
down at where her daughter's eyes were focussed she saw that in her rush to
reach the hallway Gloria had forgotten to close her dressing-gown and that
her bra and panties were in full view. Her embarrassment sobered her
immediately and she clumsily folded the gown around her.
	
	"Uh . . Susan, did you want to talk about something?" she repeated
awkwardly, aware of how ridiculous she looked but trying to make the best
of it. Looking up, Susan finally broke her silence.
 	
	"Well . . I, uh, just wanted to . . " Susan said hesitantly.
	
	"Yes, baby, what is it?" her mother encouraged her.
	
	"Uh . . I , uh, just wanted to say good-night," Susan finally
blurted out, relieved at having found something to say. And with that she
quickly headed off to her own room.
	
	Gloria returned glumly to her room. She resolved to go straight to
sleep and smother her disappointment but as she removed her bra and panties
and went for her nightgown, she once again began to feel the pressure in
her groin, that urge to satisfy herself. She lay on the bed and began to
think of her experience on the bus but for some reason it just wasn't
working. And then as she lay there in the dark with her legs spread and her
finger rubbing her clitoris, another image intruded that set her vagina
awash and caused her caressing fingers to increase their pace. That image
was of Susan, standing in the hall, her breasts and nipples protruding from
her t-shirt. Within seconds Gloria climaxed and lay exhausted, breathing
heavily on the bed.
	
	Afterwards Gloria tried to fall asleep but it was no use; she
couldn't stop thinking about this latest fantasy of hers. She was so
distressed that she tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. In the
end she gave up trying to sleep altogether.
	
	And so now she just lay there in the dark, trying to understand
what she was feeling as her mind went back and forth between shame and
arousal. Finally she got up, quickly threw her nightgown over her still
naked body and quietly opened the door of her bedroom. And even though she
knew it would do no good, that Susan would be fast asleep in a dark room
deep under the covers, Gloria simply had to go have a look, to prove to
herself that what she was imagining was just that, her imagination.
	
	Once out in the hall she saw that the door to her daughter's room
was ajar and that the light was still on. Gloria considered retreating but
then recalled that Susan often slept with the light on. This would simply
make it easier. She tiptoed towards Susan's bedroom door, aiming just in
case for a spot where she could look in but not be seen. She felt sure that
she would see her baby daughter cuddled up fast asleep in her bed and that
everything would be all right again.
	
	But Susan was far from asleep. She stood in front of her mirror
dressed only her panties with her back to Gloria. In her hand she held her
mother's sheer blue bra, the one Gloria had been looking for
everywhere. And as Gloria looked on in amazement, the young girl lifted the
large cups to her mouth and began to kiss them, sticking them one at a time
into her mouth and sucking on them gently. Gloria could see Susan extend
her tongue and drip saliva on the soft cloth, and as she closed her eyes
and lifted her head upward in an expression of inward pleasure, she began
to rub the bra across her own breasts and tummy. Gloria could feel her own
nipples harden and the itch between her legs increased. That itch turned
into a flood as Susan then pushed down her panties, exposing to Gloria the
sight of her round soft behind. Susan then stuffed the bra between her legs
and began to rub it back and forth over her vagina, all the while swaying
back and forth with her eyes closed in front of the mirror. Afterwards she
returned the bra to her breasts and then to her mouth, where she greedily
licked the cups and once again sucked them into her mouth.
	
	Gloria was beside herself; her nipples were as hard as pebbles and
her hand automatically glided down between her legs and began to rub over
her cunt. At the same time she suddenly realised why her daughter had been
so shy with her and remembered the time Susan had helped her with her
make-up. She thought about this evening on the couch and understood what
her daughter had been doing outside Gloria's bedroom door as she was
undressing. It all seemed so clear now that she quietly chastised herself
for not having seen it before.
	
	Suddenly her daughter started to squeal and in a moment she had
reached a climax, her mother's bra still dangling between her legs. Gloria
knew that now was the time for her to go but she was still riveted to the
spot. It was then that Susan, finally recovered from her ecstasy, turned
around and her eyes immediately met Gloria's.
	
	"Oh my god," Susan screamed and she immediately dropped the bra and
put her hands up to her mouth. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," she kept
repeating as she stood there in shock and embarrassment trying desperately
to grab for her panties and bra that lay next to her on the floor. In a
moment her eyes had filled with large tears and she was sobbing
helplessly. And when Gloria saw the girl crying, her motherly instincts
immediately took over. She ran to the girl, who had now dropped sobbing on
the edge of the bed, and threw a motherly arm around her shoulder.
	
	"Oh, don't cry Susan. Please don't cry," she pleaded and she began
to stroke Susan's soft hair and her bare shoulders. "It's okay, really it
is." But the girl continued to sob with her face in her hands, so Gloria
finally grabbed her chin in her hand and lifted up her face in her
direction. And at that moment Gloria saw once again not her little daughter
who sat crying but the beautiful adolescent who had just a moment before
given such a display of adult sexual arousal. Despite her efforts to the
contrary Gloria's eyes began to drift from Susan's face downward towards
the soft breasts and, beyond the tummy, to her precious triangle that lay
half concealed between her soft, smooth legs. Gloria now sensed the
electricity in her hand as it caressed her daughter's hair and back and her
movements became more urgent and sensual. Her nipples were once again
taught and the stickiness between her legs was growing unbearable.
	
	Suddenly Gloria felt her daughter's hand on her knee. She could
feel the soft fingers underneath the sheer cloth of her nightgown, gently
caressing the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Gloria felt herself getting
wetter as her daughter's fingers slowly drifted upwards, but her hand
instinctively reached down and clasped them before they could go any
farther.
	
	"Honey," she said keeping her hand on her daughter's, "What
. . what are you doing?"
	
	Susan turned and looked at her mother, her eyes full of longing.
	"Allison", she said in a low voice as she continued to gaze at her
mother.
	
	"Al...Allison?" Gloria stammered, distracted for a moment from the
physical tension between them. "Who. . who is Allison?" she asked.
	
	"The girl in the bus," Susan replied softly as she slowly pushed
her mother's hand and her own a little further up on Gloria's thigh.

	The words exploded inside of Gloria's head. Her whole body began to
tremble. Her heart pumped wildly and she could feel sweat breaking out on
her forehead. For a moment she felt overwhelming shame and desperately
sought the determination to get up and walk away, but the touch of her
daughter's fingers moving ever closer to her womanhood, and the arousal it
awoke inside her, kept her riveted to her daughter's side.
	
	"Honey, I . . uh . . don't think . . ," she finally whispered
hoarsely, feeling her own resistance disappearing.
	
	"She told me . . ," Susan interrupted her, as her fingers finally
made first contact with her mother's sweet sex, "She said . . . she said
she'd do anything to be where I am now."
	
	At that moment all the pretense of a child's troubles and a
parent's comfort melted away completely. Feeling her daughter's naked and
clearly willing body so close to her own, the sexual urgency that burned in
Gloria's loins vanquished all her hesitations, all her fears of shame and
consequences. Sensing this change, Susan slowly drew her mother's face
toward her own until Gloria could feel their lips brushing. And just as she
opened her mouth to whisper the words "Oh baby, I didn't know . .", Susan
pressed her tongue into her mother's mouth as the two engaged in their
first lover's kiss. It was warm and deep and long, and as their tongues
intertwined Susan filled Gloria's mouth with her own hot saliva. At the
same moment Gloria felt her daughter's fingers, intertwined with her own,
slide on the ample juices that had collected around her vagina and enter
between the folds of her cunt-lips, landing on her swollen clitoris. Gloria
let out a groan of pleasure as both her and her daughter's fingers slid
their way up into her body.
	
	As their kiss endured, Gloria's other hand involuntarily drifted
down Susan's back, coming to rest at the top of the gap between her
daughter's buttocks. It was all wet with perspiration and to Gloria's
amazement she could feel her daughter shift her sitting position to expose
more of her behind to Gloria's fingers. Gliding on the moisture there,
Gloria's let her hand drift down between Susan's cheeks until she could
feel her fingers resting on the entrance to her daughter's rectum. The girl
half jumped up, and Gloria instinctively began to slide one of her now
soaked fingers up into her daughter's still tight anus and began to rotate
it slowly, widening with each turn the girl's blossoming anal opening. The
girl's response was immediate. She deepened their kiss, and removing her
finger from her mother's body began to fumble with the top buttons of
Gloria's nightgown.
	
	"Here, darling, let me help you," Gloria said breaking their
kiss. She had now totally succumbed to her passion, put all thoughts of
shame aside and had just one aim in mind. She stood up and slowly
unbuttoned the top of her nightgown, lifting it over her head and exposing
her full naked adult body to her young daughter. Seeing the longing look in
Susan's eyes as she gazed upon her mother's breasts, Gloria pressed her
hands to them and covered her nipples with her daughter's inner juices. She
then lifted them up to her mouth and licked them greedily. Susan, clearly
aroused by her mother's erotic display, began to rub her own cunt
furiously. Suddenly she remembered her mother's bra lying on the floor. She
picked it up and folded the cups lovingly over her mother's large breasts,
feeling Gloria's nipples harden at the contact. As Gloria strapped it
around her back, she could feel the wetness of her daughter's saliva and
cum on her nipples. The odour of her daughter's sex filled her nostrils and
drove her wild. Susan meanwhile took her mother's breasts in her hands and
began to caress them, kissing and licking Gloria's nipples greedily through
the sheer cloth. Finally she pulled at the straps, exposing completely her
mother's large, soft orbs. Gloria now felt her daughter's tongue on her
nipples, felt them moisten with her daughter's saliva and rise upwards into
her daughter's mouth. Once again she groaned with pleasure.
	
	"Wait a moment, darling," she whispered passionately to her
daughter, once again lifting her daughter's face and kissing her on the
lips. She pushed Susan gently back on the bed, leaving her feet to dangle
over the edge. She removed her bra and gently lifted one of her daughter's
dangling feet, drawing it up between her legs until the girl's toes brushed
the hair of her mother's vagina. Pressing gently she could feel the big toe
find a way between the folds of her pussy-lips. Spreading her legs just
slightly, Gloria angled her daughter's now juice-soaked toe towards the
opening of her cunt, and as she lowered herself she could feel the tip
enter her body. Susan pressed the toe upward, increasing the penetration,
and Gloria moaned with pleasure.
	
	"Yes, darling," she purred to her daughter, "yes, sweetheart, come
deeper." In response Susan moved her toe up and down inside her mother's
cunt until it was so wet it slid out completely. Gloria grabbed her
daughter's leg and brought her foot up to her mouth. She took her
daughter's big toe, now soaked with her own juices, into her mouth and
began to lick off the juice and suck on it gently. She then did the same
with her daughter's other toes, taking them one by one into her mouth and
drenching them with her saliva. Hearing her daughter moaning with pleasure,
Gloria gently placed her daughter's foot up against her breasts, pressing
it to her soft flesh and feeling the toes spread her own saliva on her
nipples. Finally she lowered Susan's leg back on the bed. She bent over to
kiss it, advancing upward until she reached her daughter's inner thigh,
where she began to lick the smooth skin hungrily. Suddenly she looked up
and there before her lay her prize. Suddenly she hesitated.
	
	"Oh, please, mommy," she heard her daughter plead, "don't stop!"
Finally Gloria surrendered completely. She plunged her head between her
daughter's legs and began to kiss and lick the smooth, wet surface of her
daughter's hairless cunt. Her tongue slid between the folds and tasted the
sweet taste of the young girl's juices. She found Susan's clitoris and
began to glide her tongue over its surface first gently then faster and
faster. She found the opening to her still virginal passage and slid her
tongue upward as far as she could inside her daughter's body. She could
hear Susan moaning above her, moving her body from side to side. Her hand
glided underneath her daughter's behind, penetrated between the cheeks and
first one then two fingers began to make their journey up into Susan's
asshole. Gloria moved them back and forth, stretching the opening, each
time moving a bit farther into her daughter's anus until both fingers
disappeared completely.
	
	"Oh, my god," she heard her daughter shout above her and from the
pressure on her fingers and her tongue, and the extra flow of Susan's pussy
juice in her mouth Gloria could tell her daughter had come.
	
	Very slowly Gloria lifted her head and began to kiss her way up her
daughter's body, spreading her saliva over her soft belly and on her
budding breasts. She licked and sucked at her daughter's taught nipples and
heard her once again groan with pleasure. Finally she glided past her neck
and chin and as the two women's slippery breasts gently pressed and glided
on one another, their lips met and parted and their tongues intertwined in
a long, sensuous kiss that gave Susan a taste of her own cum in her
mother's mouth. Gloria could feel her daughter's hands on her ass, finding
the crease and gently massaging her anal opening. Gloria moaned with
pleasure as her daughter's fingers entered and stretched her asshole and
she moved her body up and down to increase the pleasure of the anal
intercourse.
	
	Finally their kiss broke and Gloria could feel her daughter slowly
remove her fingers from her mother's rectum, urging her gently
upwards. Gloria obeyed and gently kissed Susan's forehead and felt her
large, dangling breasts slide over her daughter's chin and into her
daughter's awaiting mouth. As Susan greedily sucked on her mother's
nipples, Gloria moved back and forth, masturbating her vagina on her
daughter's soft breasts. Gloria felt she might come on the spot but her
daughter pushed her farther upwards still, until she could feel her
daughter's tongue on her belly and finally at the edge of her pubic
hair. Gloria now knew exactly what to do. She lifted herself up and placed
her cunt directly over the waiting mouth of her adolescent daughter. As she
lowered herself slightly she could feel her daughter's tongue push its way
past her cunt-lips and land on her clitoris. Gloria jumped as the
electricity passed through her whole body, and her daughter now hungrily
licked her mother's vagina and pushed her tongue deep inside her mother's
body.
	
	"Oh god, yes, darling, yes," Gloria cried as she rocked back and
forth on her daughter's mouth. "Make me come."
	
	Susan pushed Gloria forward, spreading her cheeks and placing her
mouth at the entrance of her mother's anal opening. Gloria rocked furiously
up and down as her daughter's tongue penetrated deep inside her ass. Gloria
now wanted desperately to come but suddenly she felt pressure in her
bladder. She tried to ignore it but as the pressure grew it began to tame
her frenzy and finally she had no choice. She stopped rocking and lowered
her arms to the bed.
	
	" Mommy has to go quickly to pee," she whispered gently to her
daughter as she tried to get up, first gently then more forcefully. But
Susan would not let go.
	
	"I'm sorry darling," she said earnestly. "I'll be right back. I
promise."
	But Susan would still not relent, and as her mother looked down and
saw the passionate look in her daughter's eyes, she finally understood.

	"Oh, darling, you can't mean . . ," Gloria began, but the urgency
in her daughter's eyes gave her the answer. Suddenly Gloria was overwhelmed
with an arousal the likes of which she had never felt before. As she slowly
lowered her cunt once again over her daughter's mouth, she closed her eyes
and suddenly imagined herself a child running naked on an empty beach,
unwatched by anyone. Savouring the urge as long as she could, she imagined
herself finally stopping by the water's edge, spreading her legs wide and
slowly letting her urine flow out of her, a glorious feeling of release and
freedom. It was a release Gloria had never experienced before in her life,
deep and sensual and erotic, and as she felt her daughter licking and
swallowing below her, she finally reached a climax she had never known
possible. It was like an explosion and it shook her for several moments as
the last drops of urine flowed out of her into her daughter's mouth.

	And it continued to shake her as Gloria climbed down off her
daughter and saw in her eyes that look of satisfaction that only comes from
a sublime sexual experience. As she lowered her body on to her daughter's,
she felt their breasts once again meet and the two women embraced and
engaged in a long lover's kiss. Gloria could taste the bitter-sweetness of
her own urine in her daughter's mouth and was surprised how much it aroused
her. They rolled over the bed together, kissing and caressing one another
everywhere in a post-orgasmic expression of their new-found sexual
relationship. When Susan finally got up to place her cunt over her mother's
face, Gloria succumbed altogether and urging her daughter gently from
below, she got her first taste of her daughter's golden shower. And though
she never believed she could enjoy it, it suddenly tasted sweet and
wonderful and she swallowed greedily. It renewed her arousal to such a peak
that with the help of her daughter's loving hand in her soaking wet vagina,
Gloria had her second climax of this long lover's night. When Gloria had
finally savoured the last drops, mother and daughter fell exhausted into
one another's arms. After a few short moments of wordless tenderness, they
fell fast asleep.

	Gloria awoke the next morning to the sound of rattling in the
kitchen. The place next to her in the bed was empty but still warm, and
there was a strong odour of sex in the air. She felt drowsy and it took her
a few moments to realise that she was in her daughter's bed. Only then did
it dawn upon her that what had occurred the night before was not a dream;
she had made love to her own daughter, her baby daughter, intimate
unbridled sex, and had reached a sexual climax she had never experienced
before. In a few moments she would see her, and like any day she could say
"good morning" or "hurry up for school" or "finish your breakfast". But
this was not just any day. And this would not just be her daughter in the
kitchen making breakfast. This would be a young woman whose lips and
breasts Gloria had kissed, whose tongue and fingers had entered the most
intimate recesses of her body, whose vagina had become the object of her
most passionate desires. And as her daughter came through the bedroom door
carrying a breakfast tray for her mother, with her beautiful naked body
exposed and a glowing smile on her face, Gloria understood from the
immediate arousal it brought her that her life would never be the same
again.