Date: Tue, 20 Apr 2010 09:27:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Moms Teddy Bear (lesbian/incest, oral, g/g, g/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts 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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                  Mom's Teddy Bear
                        By
                       Jan

	I am the daughter of a special agent for the
Treasury Department and a dutiful housewife.  My
father traveled a lot on assignments for the FBI.
He was a specialist in financial crimes.  His weapon
was a computer but he did carry an impressive badge
and nine millimeter hand gun.  That left my mother
at home to raise my older brother, me and my
younger brother most of the time, while I was
growing up.

	Dad had selected Colorado Springs as the place
to raise his family.  It was his plan that his children
should be in a place where we could take advantage
of a variety of outdoor activities.  We could go
horse-back riding during the summer and skiing
during the winter months.

	Mom's name was Mary Ann and I was given the
same name.  She always went by Mary and I was
always known as Ann.  My friends tagged me
Thumper.  It was based on the rabbit in the movie
Bambi.  The joke among my girlfriends is that I
fuck, fast and furiously, like a rabbit.

	Mom was an insecure woman and hated to sleep
alone.  She would allow me and my younger brother
to take turns sleeping in bed with her.  We were
Mom's little Teddy Bears.  She would snuggle up
behind us and pull us close against her warm body.
She would gather us up in her arms and we would
drift off to sleep with our heads resting on her arm.

	I don't remember if my older brother ever
slept with our mother.  He was 3 years older than
me.  He always assumed the role of 'man of the
house' in the absence of our father.

	I slept with Mom until I was 11-years-old in
1980.  She felt it was inappropriate for me to sleep
with her when I physically started to blossom.  I did
love sleeping with her.  We put on our nighties and
undies in each other's presence.  She would snuggle
up behind me and spoon me.  I loved the feeling of
her bare legs on the backs of my legs as we settled
into the comfortable seating position on our sides.
Her feet would be intertwined with mine.  She would
put her arm around me and pull me close against her
body.  I loved the feeling of her large breasts
mashed against my back.  She would nuzzle my neck
and my hair.  I would get goose-bumps from the
feelings she would stir in me.  I would drift off to
sleep smelling her perfume and body odor, in total
bliss.

	One night I woke up in the middle of the night,
Mom's hand was wrapped around my body as usual
but her hand was grasping one of my newly formed
budding breasts.  She was very slowly caressing my
tit.  Her finger was drawing circles around the
nipple.  It felt so good to me.  I placed my hand over
hers and pressed her hand against my tit.  She may
have been asleep while she was doing that.  For
several months she would take hold of my tit while
we slept.  It would wake me up.  During those months
my breasts were developing swiftly.  In just a short
time they had gone from an 'A' to almost a 'C'.

	Every night was the same; she would pull me
close against her body in our customary spoon
position and place her arm across my chest.  We
would drift off to sleep, later I would wake up with
her hand playing with my tit.  I loved it and felt a
tingling feeling between my legs, deep in my private
area.  I assumed my mother was asleep and didn't
know what she was doing to me.  I would sneak my
hand into my panties to rub that tingling I was
feeling.  It was inevitable that Mom woke up one
night or realized what she was doing to me.  She
withdrew her hand.

	The next morning Mom announced, "You are too
old to be my 'Teddy Bear' anymore.  You will have to
sleep in your own bed from now on!"

	I was crushed!  I openly cried the first night I
was denied access to her bed for hours.  I guess
that was just part of growing up.

	I found out much later that Mom apparently
had more than a passing interest in girls.  She had
experimented with girls in college.  I would have
loved to let her have her way with me, to let her
touch me anyway she wanted.  I was too young to
take the lead and be the aggressor in a sexual act.
There was a sexual tension between her and me for
the next four years.  She obviously didn't want to
corrupt me. And I wanted in her pants in the worst
way.

	By the time I was 15-years-old my best friend
seduced me.  We were sophomores in high school
that year.  We were always sleeping over at each
other's home.  Linda was a little taller than me and
had breasts that drew the attention of every boy in
school.  One night while we were sitting up on her
bed talking about sex, I told her how much I envied
her breasts.  She told me that she wished she didn't
have them at all.  I was surprised by her response
and asked her why she didn't like them?

	Linda lamented that every boy she ever went
out with was always trying to play with them and get
in her panties.  I told her that I thought every girl
wanted to have boyfriends to have sex with.  Linda
said, "I never want to have sex with any male!"

	"Don't you want to get married and have
children?"

	"I don't have to get married if I ever want
children."  With that she took hold of my shoulders
and kissed me on the mouth.

	It stunned me the way she kissed me.  I had
heard stories about this or that girl being a les or a
dike but had never dreamed that there were other
girls I knew that were attracted to other girls like I
was to my own mother.  When I recovered from the
first shock of the kiss I responded by returning the
kiss, but I went one step farther and placed my hand
on Linda's big breast.

	Linda didn't resist and actually sighed as she
took in a full lung of air; she placed her hand over
my hand as her chest swelled.  There was a fury of
activity as we shed each other's clothes.  When we
were naked it never dawned on us that anyone would
walk in on us.  We felt each other's bodies then we
could not resist sucking on each other's tits.  I
fantasized that her tits were my mother's.  As our
bodies heated up I could smell Linda's crotch.  My
mouth actually watered at the thought of tasting
the moisture between Linda's legs.  When I started
working my way down her body Linda spread her legs
and placed her hands on top of my head and pushed
it downwards.  I rubbed my face against the dark
tangle of her pubic hair.  When I stuck my tongue
into the moist cavern of her pussy my nose was
pressed against her pubic hair as I looked up and saw
the blissful expression on her face.  She assured me
how much she loved me.  She rewarded my efforts
with copious amounts of her pussy juice.  Linda
returned the favor with relish.

	Our romance grew from that night.  From that
night on whenever we were alone, there was an orgy
of sex under the covers of each other's beds.  It
was inevitable that my mother entered my bedroom
one night while I was sucking Linda's pussy.  Linda
had cried out almost in pain in her overwhelming
sexual release.

	When mother opened the door she stood there
in shock looking at my backside with my head buried
between the legs of Linda.  I was clinging to her tits
while sucking her pussy.  We were so shocked at
being caught in the act that we could not return to
sex after my mother backed out of the room and
closed the door.

	Linda and I didn't get much sleep that night.
We whispered about what might happen.  Linda
feared that my mother would tell her mother.  I
fully expected to get punished the next morning.
Linda got up early the next morning and slipped out
of the house before the sun turned the night into
day.

	I lay in bed expecting a visit from Mom.  There
was just the two of us home.  My older brother was
away at college and my younger brother was visiting
our grandparents.  I knew I was going to have to
face my mother sooner or later.  I heard the water
running in my mother's bathroom and heard her
bedroom door open and close.  I cowered in my bed
expecting her to enter and confront me.

	She passed by and went downstairs to prepare
breakfast.  I smelled the odor of coffee, toast and
bacon.  I decided I had to confront her and got up.
I washed my face, combed my hair and got dressed.
When I entered the kitchen area three places were
set.

	I said softly, "Linda went home earlier."

	Mom brought the skillet to the table and
poured an egg in my plate and hers.  My glass was
already filled with milk.  The toast was buttered and
the bacon was covered to keep it warm.  There was a
lot of tension in the room and an appalling quiet while
we ate.  When we were finished I gathered up the
plates as usual to put them in the dishwasher.  When
I came back to the table with the pot of coffee to
fill her cup again, she grabbed my wrist to stop me
from leaving.

	She was practically in tears.  "I could not
believe what I saw last night, Teddy Bear!"

	The reference to my old nickname brought out
a flood of emotion.  I was crying while I sat the
coffee urn down and hugged my mother.  We hugged
each other and cried until there were no tears left.
Mom said, "I didn't mean to seduce you when you
were younger.  That was why I stopped letting you
sleep with me."

	I confessed that I had loved the way she had
felt my tits.  She pulled me down onto her lap while
hugging me.  We kissed each other's tear stained
face.  Kissing my mother's lips was the most exciting
thing I had ever done.  I can't describe the thrill I
got out of sticking my tongue into her mouth and
fighting with her tongue.  I could feel her warm
breath coming out of her nose.  I placed my hand on
the front of her dress and squeezed her tit.

	Mom let out a moan and returned my kiss.  I
struggled with the front of her dress; it was zipped
up the back, so I reached inside the top of her dress
and pulled her tits out of her bra and over the top
of the dress.  They were larger than Linda's tits.
The areolas were as large as the palm of my hand
and her nipples were large and rubbery.  I felt them
and reveled in the feeling of her nipples rubbing the
palms of my hands.  I felt her chest rise and fall
with every breath.

	Mom started feeling my body with her hands.
She had one hand on my tits and the other hand was
resting on the inside of my right knee.  When her
hand started sliding up the inside of my thigh I felt
goose bumps running up and down my leg.  I was
developing an itch in my pussy that demanded
attention.  By the time her hand reached my pussy
my panties were sopping wet.  Mom pulled my panties
aside and stuck her finger deep into my pussy while
she pressed her thumb against my clit.

	Mom tried to pick me up but stumbled.  We
both fell on the floor in a heap.  Mom rolled me over
and pulled my panties down my legs and over my
shoes.  I didn't have nylons on.  She got between my
legs on her knees and struggled to get my sweater
over my head.  I unfastened my bra and pulled it
off.  Mom started feeling one tit while she sucked
on the other nipple.  Eventually she sat up and pulled
my skirt and panties off of me.  It was like I was a
baby laying on the floor and she was taking a diaper
off of me the way she lifted my butt to pull the
clothes off and then lifting my legs up and pulling
the clothes free of my feet.  She even took my
shoes off.  I discovered just how good she was at
sucking pussy.

	The way she sucked my labia and clit into her
mouth with her mouth open and drawing air in
vibrated the flesh, sending delicious tingling feelings
through my body.  I was crying because I was so
overwhelmed with emotion.  Mom thought I was
upset and sat us up and hugged me to her breasts.

	I virtually ripped her dress open and pulled her
tits out of her bra.  I latched onto her right nipple
and took hold of the other tit with my right hand.  I
pulled on both nipples, one with my mouth and the
other with my fingers.  I pushed her over backwards
onto her back.  I flipped her dress up and grabbed
the waistband of her panties and ripped them off of
her body.  For the first time in my life I was the
aggressor and placed Mom's legs over my shoulders
while I attacked her pussy.  I could not get enough
of her pussy in my mouth to satisfy my lust.  I
chewed on her flesh until she was calling all kinds of
dirty things like, "Eat MY NASTY PUSSY YOU
LITTLE CUNT EATING WHORE!"  The nasty talk
made my panties wet.  While I was eating her pussy
I stuck my finger up her asshole too.  I finger
fucked her ass while chewing on her clit.  Mom
squirted juice all over my face.

	That night we went to bed together again.
This time we didn't wear anything.  We took turns
sucking each other's tits, pussies and even assholes.
I decided right then and there that I would give up
having sex with anyone else.  Mom and I are like a
married couple now,




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