Date: Tue, 30 Jun 2009 11:51:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay699@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lucy and her Mother (lesbian\incest, g/f, f/FF)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
woman and other women, including her own mother.
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the age of 18 do not read it.

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                Lucy and her Mother
                        By
                       Jan

	My sex life started when I was 14-years old.
My older sister taught me about lesbian sex.  She
introduced me to digital masturbation and mutual
cunnillingus.  I was having sex with her regularly for
the next two years.

	At the age of 16 my best friend introduced me
to a woman old enough to be our mother.  She was
43-years old when we met.  Her name was Nancy.
After my friend introduced me to Nancy there was
a brief romance between us.  She courted me with
gifts of candy, clothes, dinners, movies and dancing.
I was flattered that she was able to take me to
lesbian nightclubs that treated me like an adult.
When she would take me to her home she would kiss
me like a lover on the mouth while she felt up my
tits.  I absolutely fell in love with her the first time
she went down on me and sucked my pussy.

	When she was sure that I loved her enough to
do anything she asked, she started becoming
domineering.  She trained me to be her sex slave.
She would make me undress so that she could lead
me around like a puppy, before making me lavish
attention on her breasts and lap at her pussy like a
puppy licking up milk form a dish.

	One of my lasting memories was the time I was
visiting at her home and when I knocked on her
front door she greeted me dressed in her see
through dressing gown.  I thought she had been
expecting me and had dressed just for me.  When I
entered her home she led me into her living room and
I was stunned to see another woman there.

	This woman was of an indeterminate age to me.
She was surely older than Nancy.  She was a very
stocky woman.  Her sandy blond hair was cropped
rather short.  She was dressed more like a man than
a woman.  She had on a man's dress white shirt with
the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the front
unbuttoned down to her ample breasts.  There was a
colorful tattoo of an eagle on her left tit.  She had
on man's jeans and western boots.

	I was almost in tears when I thought that my
beloved Nancy was having sex with this "FAT
BITCH."  I wanted to bolt for the door, but Nancy
had a tight grip on my upper arm.

	Nancy dragged me in front of the woman and
asked her, "What do you think of my pussy slave?"

	The woman sat up and leaned forward.  She
gave me an appraising look, like she was about to buy
a cat or dog.  She reached out and placed her big
paw on the inside of my thigh.  My skin trembled like
something repulsive had touched me.  I could not say
anything or retreat.  The woman ran her hand up the
inside of my thigh.  My skin crawled.  Her arm lifted
my skirt as her hand went up my leg.  When her hand
reached the crotch of my panties I felt her thick
fingers rubbing the warm material of my best
panties.  (I always put on my sexiest underwear when
I was visiting Nancy.)  I could not prevent the
woman from rubbing my panties until my pussy was
leaking juice through the material, making them
slippery.  The woman removed her hand and smelled
her fingers, like she was testing the smell of
perfume.  Then she licked her fingers.

	I actually started crying as much from the
embarrassment of actually getting turned on by this
repulsive woman as the way Nancy was offering me
to this woman.  I felt so humiliated.

	She had to sit down to pull her boots off.  Her
legs were so thick it was all she could do to place her
heels on her thighs to pull the boots off.  She had
on white ankle socks that were pulled off too.  The
woman stood up right in front of me.  She was so
close I could smell her sour breath and the odor of
cigarette smoke clinging to her clothes.  The woman
did not have a bra on.  Her nipples were visible right
through the double material of the pockets on the
shirt.  She pulled the shirttail out of her jeans and
unbuttoned the shirt.  I could not believe the size of
her tits.  They were as large was the red rubber
balls we used in high school to play with.  She
unbuttoned the jeans and peeled them down her
thick legs.  She was so chubby that her crotch was
almost hidden by her thighs and belly.  The odor
emitting from her crotch was enough to turn me off.
She smelled like the pail stored under the bathroom
sink that my mother and I used to discard our
sanitary napkins during our periods.  She pulled the
baggy panties down too.  I saw the chubby pubis with
the brown tangle of pubic hairs.  Her thighs were so
thick that I could not even see the crack.  She sat
back down on the couch and spread her legs widely.

	Nancy forced me to my knees between the
woman's legs and pushed my head against the smelly
pubic bulge.  The chubby woman grasped the back of
my head and smothered me with her flesh.  Her
inner thighs had rubbed against each other most of
her life.  The flesh was discolored an ugly reddish
brown permanently.  There was nothing I could do to
prevent satisfying every whim of this nasty woman.
She was telling me in a harsh voice what she wanted
me to do.  "Stick that nasty little tongue into my
cunt, you filthy little whore!"  The constant
bombardment of filthy language spewing from her
mouth became very erotic to me.  It actually
inspired me to try harder to please her better that
she had ever been pleased in her life.  My efforts to
stick my tongue deeper into her sloppy pussy actually
scraped the ligament under my tongue until it was
bleeding.

	When she demanded that I stick my tongue
into her asshole there was no way I was going to get
my face between her thick legs and big butt to get
to her ass.  She actually had to get up and kneel on
the couch with her big tits smashed all over the
back of the couch.

	I took a look at my beloved Nancy and saw that
she had her dressing gown open and she was
squeezing one tit while she was stuffing almost her
whole hand into her pussy.  She was obviously
enjoying the sight of me pleasing this repulsive
woman.  I was willing to do anything she wanted so I
turned my attention to seeing what I could do about
gratifying this woman.

	When I placed my hands on those two big
mounds of flesh of her pale white butt I saw that
her anus was stained brown.  I envisioned years of
inadequate wiping causing her shit staining her flesh.
There were hairs with little balls of shit clinging to
them.  My first thought was that I would get sick
just smelling her ass but I was sure I would upchuck
if I tasted her shitty ass.  I was reluctant to follow
through with it.  Then I felt a hand on the back of
my head and knew it was Nancy.  She was forcing my
face against that smelly ass.  I closed my eyes and
stuck out my tongue.

	As repulsive as I had thought it would be, I was
not prepared for how sweet it tasted.  I was wiggling
my face around wildly in my efforts to please her.
The way she was kneeling not only exposed her
asshole; her big vulva was right where my chin was.
My chin was being covered with her pussy juice.  I
would lick her cunt to coat my tongue to make it
slippery.  At least her asshole was as sloppy as her
cunt.  I rimed her ass until she was screaming the
virtues of my tongue.  When she climaxed she
turned around and sat down quickly.  She sat me on
her lap and smothered me with her big melons of
tits.

	While my head was wedged between her tits
she asked Nancy to light one of her cigars.  When
Nancy stuck it in her mouth, the woman rolled it
around while filling her lungs with the thick gray
smoke.  I didn't like the nasty smell at all, but there
was nothing I could do about it.  When the woman
pulled my head up by the hair, she kissed me on the
mouth very hard and drove her fat tongue into my
mouth.  When she ended the kiss she stuck the cigar
back into her mouth.  She used that hand to spread
my legs wide.  Then she took the cigar out of her
mouth and blew the smoke into my mouth.  Before I
knew what was going on she stuck the butt of her
cigar into my wet pussy and started masturbating
me with it.  She was enjoying masturbating me to
the edge of a climax before sucking on the cigar
again.  By the time I could not prevent my climax I
was willing to do anything the woman or Nancy
wanted.  After that date Nancy would have any
number of women and girls at her place to share me
with.

	We lived in the community of Fullerton,
California.  That is a town east of Disneyland and
near the Santa Ann gap to Riverside County.  No one
suspected that I was such a pussy whore.  After I
graduated from college I felt it necessary to get
married.  I didn't want anyone suspecting the truth
about me.  As it turned out he was a stupid asshole.
He thought he could control me.  Six months was
about all I could stand.  It did not take much to piss
him off enough to slap me around enough to bloody
my face and leave marks on my body.  I called the
police and made sure the hospital took plenty of
pictures and a rape test.  The divorce was quick and
I took him to the cleaners.  My lawyer made sure he
got the message to move out of California and never
contact me again.

	Being the aggrieved woman gave me credibility
around the community.  Even if I made a pass at a
straight woman who rebuffed me, she would
understand about my feeling and feel sympathy for
me.  I'm 29-years old now and Nancy is 56-years old.
I work full time and go to Fullerton College part
time.

	One morning my mother and another of her
religious friends came by to try and get me to
forgive my husband and do the right thing and
return to him.  I not only didn't agree with their
self-righteous religious bullshit, I got mouthy with
them, telling them what they could do with all male
assholes.

	The other woman told me I was not old enough
to talk to my mother like that.  She grabbed me and
spun me around while grasping me in a bear hug.  She
told my mother to pull my pajamas down and give me
a spanking.

 	My mother had always been submissive to her
religious friend.  She might have been shocked by
the exchange, but she accepted her friend's orders
without question.  She ripped my pajama bottoms
down without question or bothering to untie them.
The woman turned me around and bent me over and
placed my head between her legs.  I was trapped
there bent over and unable to get away from this
full figured woman.  Her thin conservative dress was
wedged up, preventing me from seeing anything but
the floor.  The woman demanded that my mother
spank my ass as hard as she could, until I said I was
sorry.

	I could not believe it when I felt my mother's
hand slap my ass so hard that it left a perfect
imprint on my ass.  Each swat was even harder.  The
blows rained down on both the cheeks of my ass.  To
ensure I could not struggle the woman reached
under my arms and grabbed both of my tits right
through my pajama top.  I felt like I did with Nancy
and her friends.

	When my mother saw the woman squeezing my
tits she swung her arm again.  This time the palm of
her hand landed right on my hairy vulva.  The pain
shot through my body like an electric shock.  I
almost pissed right then and there.

	To their amazement I let out a moan of
pleasure.  The woman let go of one of my tits and
reached over my back and stuck a finger into my
asshole.  "The little bitch actually likes it!"

	She took hold of my hair and pulled my head
from between her legs and pulled me up so that she
could kiss me on the mouth.  She stuck her fat
tongue down my throat.  She pulled my pajama top
down my arms.  Several buttons popped off as she
pulled my top town to my elbows.  My arms were
trapped at my sides and my breasts were sticking
out and my nipples were hard.  The woman was still
kissing me while she took hold on my nipples between
her fingers.  She twisted them so hard tears rolled
down my cheeks.

	The woman stepped back and said to my
mother, "She's one of us.  I think you should teach
your daughter how a woman eats pussy!"

	While I stood there with my arms pinned to my
body the two women undressed themselves.  I had
always thought my mother's friend was a stuffy
religious nut.  I had no idea what a libertine she was.
This woman always had long sleeved dresses with
high collars around her neck and practical shoes with
ankle nylons on.  I would have suspected that she did
not shave her pussy but would have never suspected
that her underarms were unshaven too.  She forced
me to smell her underarms before she forced me
down to taste her pussy.  While I was sucking her
nasty smelling pussy she told my mother what she
wanted her to do.  I would have never believed just
how submissive she was too her friend.  She licked
my asshole upon demand.

	The woman asked me if I had sex toys.  She
made me bring them out.  She selected the largest
strap-on to fuck me with.  They managed to make
me into a sandwich.  The woman had a dildo in my
pussy while my mother was behind me sticking
another strap-on in my ass.  I spent the rest of the
day in a pool of my own sweat while they were
fucking me so many times I lost count.  The woman
took great pleasure in making me tongue fuck my
mother's pussy and asshole while she rubbed her own
clit.

	I was happy to service the two of them
anytime they wanted after that.  Mother asked me
who brought me out and I told her all about Nancy.
She had never suspected the woman of being such a
wicked woman.  Nancy now has the pleasure of
having a mother and daughter to service herself and
her nasty women friends.



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