Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 11:06:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Leslie and Shelia (lesbian/incest, oral, anal. g/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of incest
between a girl and her mother.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18
do not read it.

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                 Leslie and Sheila
                        By
                       Jan

	I had always had a very close relationship with
my mother.  She supported me no matter what I
wanted to do.  When I was only 6-years-old I
wanted my own horse.  Of course she was not able to
buy me one, but she did drive me to a stable every
week and paid for riding lessons until I matured
enough to come to grips with reality that we could
not afford a horse.

	We lived in a small town in central Florida.  My
father had died when I was only 5-years-old.  He
left enough money and insurance so that mother
didn't have to work as long as she never got
extravagant.  Mom didn't have to work.  The house
was pretty large with a swimming pool.  I didn't know
or care about finances.  I was a typical child I guess.

	I thought my mother was the most beautiful
woman in the world.  She was only 15-years-old when
she got pregnant with me.  She managed to afford
daily visits to the gym, so she was in excellent shape.
She was only five-foot two, 115 pounds, and is still
36, 24, and 32.  Mother Nature had blessed her
with ample breasts that almost defied gravity.
There was really no need for her to wear a bra.
They are what sets her apart from other women and
elicits their envy.

	I was small, like my mom.  Everything changed
when I started entering puberty.  I was barely 12-
years-old at the time.  I was only four-foot ten and
barely 98 pounds.  My body was just starting to
change.  It was a very uncomfortable time.  I felt
like I was all arms and legs and there was a little
pain or discomfort as my hips widened and the first
bloom of breasts started to show.  I was thrilled to
see the peach fuzz started to change into strands
of blonde hairs above my pussy.  The pubic hairs
were hardly visible because they were so thin and
blonde.  When my body started changing I got these
'tingly' feelings and my little breasts ached at the
sight of naked women and older girls.

	I would sneak peeks at my Mamma when she
was getting dressed.  I hoped that someday my
breasts would be as big and pretty as hers.  One
evening when we were getting ready for bed, I had
to ask Mom if my breasts would ever be as big as
hers.

	Mom came up behind me and slipped her hands
under my arms and took hold of my tits.  She
whispered in my ear, "My little girl is growing up!"

	No one had ever put their hands on me like
that before.  It did feel unbelievably good.  Mom
gently toyed with the nipples with her index fingers.
She even pinched them.

	She said, "Let's take off our clothes!"

	It was very thrilling to watch her undress and
see her totally naked.  When we were both naked we
made our way to the bed.  She asked me, "Do you
want to play with my tits?"

	Of course I wanted to and really got off
massaging her breasts.  While I was playing with her
tits mom moved her hand down until she started
rubbing my pussy.  One finger slipped inside.  (I had
played with my own pussy some but it never felt
anything like Mother doing it to me.)  She continued
kissing my face and eventually on the lips and forced
her tongue into my mouth.  I was being swept up in
the heady emotion.  Mamma started licking and
kissing my neck and the hollow of my throat.  She
continued playing with my pussy.  She kissed and
sucked on my little bulbs of tits and nipples.  I felt
like I was going to wet myself.

	When she suddenly sat up on her knees and
moved to the foot of the bed and picked up my feet
and started sucking and licking my toes felt it
strange to me but pleasant.  It started getting more
exciting when she started licking and kissing the
calves.  When she worked her way up to my inner
thighs I would feel my pussy tingling.  I almost peed
when she actually put her mouth over my vulva.

	I couldn't believe my mother actually put her
mouth where I peed.  She was still feeling my crotch
while she licked and sucked on my pussy.  She was
flicking my clit with her tongue.  Feelings were
overwhelming and sweeping over my body.  I almost
fainted.

	We adjusted our position on the bed so that we
were lying next to each other.  Mamma was
continuing to rub my body and probing my opening.  I
was resting my head on her left arm when I rolled
towards her and rested my chin on her left breast
and asked, "Should I do that to you?"

	Mom said, "I wouldn't ask you to o anything you
don't want to do!"

	I had to think about that.  I was not sure I
wanted to put my mouth where my mother peed.  At
the same time I felt it was my duty to do to her
what she had done to me.  She had made me feel
better than I had ever felt.  I moved up over her
breasts and kissed her on the mouth.  When I did I
could smell my own pussy odor and actually taste the
residue of my pussy juice on her face.

	Like she had done to me I placed my hand on
her pussy.  Where I had just a light dusting of hair,
mom trimmed her hair to her panty line and
shortened it to an even length.  It even looked like
she straightened and brushed it towards her
opening.  When I rubbed it I could tell when I was
going against the grain.  I did love putting my face
right in the middle of those magnificent breasts.
Her nipples resisted my tongue when I flicked them.
I didn't remember actually being breast fed as a
baby but it felt so natural sucking on her tits.
There came a time when I felt like I should start
moving down.

	I started kissing and licking her tummy and
moving down her body towards her pussy.  Mom
spread her legs to give me better access to her
crotch.  The closer I got, the more Mamma was
moaning and wiggling her hips.  I turned my body
around so that my butt was between Mamma's left
arm and her body.  My head was facing her feet,
when I started licking her pubic hair.  I was still
reluctant to actually put my mouth on her pussy.
Her gyrations were so erratic that her pussy did rub
against my mouth.

	Mamma's mature body was accented by her
labia protruding beyond her vulva.  They looked like
the rubber fringe of the opening of clams.  When my
lips came in contact with them I could feel the slimy
wetness.  My nose was filled with the pungent odor
of her pussy.  There was a moment that it tasted
like raw meat.  As I buried my mouth against her
pussy my nose was only centimeters from her
asshole.  I got the strong scent of her asshole.  The
memory of Mamma licking my asshole made my
asshole tingle.  While I was sucking Mamma's pussy,
Mom hooked her finger in my pussy and pulled me
around so that my pussy was over her face.  She
started sucking my pussy again.  It was very
distracting, just when I was whipping her clit
Mamma would hit a nerve in my own clit that would
cause me to lose control.  She climaxed without me
actually having to touch her asshole.  We returned
to our hugging embrace side by side as we fell
asleep.  Several times during the night we woke up
and sucked each other off again.

	We eventually just remained in the head to toe
position when we would fall asleep.  The aroma of
her pussy became very erotic to me.  At one point
during the night I started sticking my finger into
the barrel of her vagina.  I wondered how many I
could put in her.  By the time I had four fingers in
her Mom grabbed my forearm and pulled my arm
forward.  I couldn't believe it when she shoved half
of my forearm into her barrel.  I could feel her
cervix in the palm of my hand.

	I slept with Mother almost every night right
through my college days.



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