Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2008 11:20:31 -0700
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Recovering From a Broken Leg (lesbian / incest, g/F)

Warning:

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

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            Recovering from a Broken Leg
                        By
                       Jan

	It all changed when Mary was thirteen-years
old.  She was in the second semester and she had
gone to the discount store with her mother to buy
her a plasma television for her bedroom.  She was
pushing the shopping cart back to the car.  She was
so excited about having her own TV that she was not
paying attention as she passed a pickup truck with a
camper on it.  The driver did not see her as he
backed out and hit her.  Her leg was pinned against
the cart and the high bumper.

	She woke up in the hospital to find she had a
cast on her right leg all of the way up to her hip.  She
found out her femur was broken.  It was not a walking
cast.  She was not going to be able to put weight on
her leg for at least 6 weeks.  That meant she was
going to be in bed for longer that a young girl could
stand.

	Mary was a healthy young girl.  She had already
passed through puberty and her body was changing.
Her breasts were starting to develop.  They were not
much bigger than lemons and the areolas were getting
larger.  She measured her breasts every day to
insure herself that they were growing.  They were no
more than 30-A at the time but they were painfully
hard most of the time.  She was proud of the few
pubic hairs growing on her vulva.  She had discovered
the joys of masturbation and was jilling herself every
day by that time.  Being confined to bed was driving
her crazy.

	One night she was watching a .late night movie
on satellite.  It was a rather erotic movie and she had
struggled to push her panties down over the plaster
cast to get it as far down her legs as she could.  She
had discarded the blankets and pushed the sheet
down to have access to her crotch.  She had rubbed
her clit until she climaxed and was breathing hard
while she recovered.

	At that moment the bedroom door opened.
There she was lying in her own sweat and scrambling
to pull the sheet up to cover her body.  In walks her
mother with her younger sister in tow.

	Her mother announced, "Amy had a bad
nightmare I want her to sleep with you tonight."

	Amy was rubbing her tear stained cheeks as she
was led to her bed.  Mary was stammering but had
nothing to say.  The bedding was a mess and the
sheet was rumpled around her cast.  Mary was
clinging to the sheet as her mother started to
straighten the bedding.  When she tried to fix the
sheet Mary clung to it but Mommy was too strong for
her.  Her mother must have seen that the panties
were half way down her legs and her vulva must have
been red from the rubbing.

	Her mother went about straightening the
bedding without saying anything.  Mary tried to give
her an excuse by saying, "I was hot."  She just shook
her head as if to say not to talk.  She pulled the
moist panties back up, without saying anything.  Then
she helped Amy get into bed next to Mary and
covered her up.  She kissed both of them goodnight
on the cheek as she closed the door on her way out.

	Mary was so embarrassed she just turned off
the TV and folded her arm over her chest and willed
herself to go to sleep.  Amy cuddled up against her
and went to sleep quickly.

	In the morning Mom came in and got Amy up and
got her ready for kindergarten and drove her to
school.  When she got back she made a tray of food
for Mary and brought it to her bedroom.  When she
opened the door she backed in with the tray in hand.

	Mary had been dreading this moment all night.
She expected her mother to yell at her for playing
with herself.  She had been trying to come up with a
reason for her actions all night but had no good
excuse.

	Her mother sat the tray down and helped pull
Mary up the bed so that she was sitting with her
back against the headboard of the bed.  Then she sat
the tray on Mary's lap. .She left the room to allow
Mary to eat.  She had made hot oatmeal and toast for
her and given her a glass of milk.  It was at least a
half hour before she came back to get the tray.  She
sat the tray on the floor and sat on the bed before
speaking.  Mary cringed because she knew it was
coming.

	Her mother calmly patted her good leg and said,
"Honey, I wonted to talk to you about what you were
doing last night."  Before Mary could say anything her
mother held up her hand to stop her from saying
anything.  "Honey, you are not in trouble.  I just
wanted to talk to you about what you were doing and
assure you that everyone does it."

	Finding out that her mother was so
understanding was a relief to Mary.  She started to
relax as it dawned on her that her mother had said
"everyone does it".  She had never even thought of
her mother having sex.  She just could not picture
her mother having sex with her father.  Even worse
was trying to picture her with her fingers rubbing
her cunny.

	Her mother said, "I know how hard it is to be
confined to bed and nothing to do.  I'm sure you are
sexually frustrated.  I would like to help you."

	Mary wondered how her mother could help her
at that point.  As her mother finished talking she slid
her hand up her thigh to her crotch and rubbed her
pussy through the sheet.  Mary almost peed at that
point.  Her mother was actually touching her pussy
and rubbing her panties between the folds of her
labia until the material was actually touching her
little clit.  She took a deep breathe and let out a
moan.  Her mother was saying, "I get so frustrated
myself that I jill myself sometimes three or four
times a day."

	Mary could not believe her mother was telling
her about masturbating herself as much as she was
doing it.  She did not resist as her mother pulled the
bed sheet down to expose her down to her lower legs.
Mary just sat there as her mother slipped her hand
down the front of her panties.  Even she could smell
the odor coming up from her crotch.  She had not had
a bath in at least a week.  The smell of the plaster
was mixed with the ripe panties.  She was
embarrassed by the smell but her mother didn't seem
to notice as she slipped her middle finger into her
little pussy.  Her pussy was already moist and she
could not help from quivering as her mother started
rubbing her clit.  When she climaxed Mary bumped
her head against the wall.  She could not believe how
relaxed she felt afterwards.  Her mother kissed her
on the cheek and stood up and picked up the tray and
left the room.

	Mary lay there thinking about what had just
happened.  She could not believe her mother had just
masturbated her like that.  She had the TV on but
was not watching it.  She was not even aware of time
passing.  Then her door opened again and her mother
came in carrying two plastic pans with towels and
wash cloths under her arms.

	Her mother said, "We better get you into a
chair so that I can give you a sponge bath."

	Mary knew that her mother had smelled her
too.  She could die with embarrassment.  Her mother
helped her move from the bed to a straight backed
chair.  She pulled her thin nightgown over her head
and tossed it on the bed.  She started washing her
with a terrycloth washrag.  She wet it and rubbed
soap all over the cloth and washed her neck and arms.

	It had been at least a couple of weeks and
Mary's underarm hair was growing.  Her mother
noticed the stubble but didn't say anything at the
time.  She washed Mary's back before she washed
her front.  When she started washing Mary's breasts
she could tell she was stimulating her daughter.  Her
little nipples got as hard as rocks as the rough
terrycloth rubbed across her little tits.  She washed
her torso before she knelt to wash her left leg.  The
right leg was sticking out in front of her.  She
washed her feet first and that tickled.  Then she
washed the good leg.  She had Mary stand on her
good leg long enough for her to wash her behind.  She
even washed her asshole carefully.  That tickled Mary
even more.  She could hardly stand still.  Her mother
used a separate washcloth to rinse her body with
fresh water from the second pan.

	When Mary was allowed to sit back down, her
mother washed her pussy.  The terrycloth washrag
was driving her crazy.  When her mother was
satisfied she was clean she sat the wash pans aside
and dried her off.  Then she knelt between her legs
and spread her legs as far as the chair and the cast
would allow before she lowered her head between
Mary's legs and kissed her right on her pussy.

	Mary had heard about such things but had never
dreamed that her own mother would do such a thing,
let alone do it to her.  There were wild things running
through her mind.  Would her mother allow her to
kiss her pussy too?  Could she even bring herself to
kiss another person's pussy?  When she started to
feel the climax overtaking her body she rolled her
eyes back and grabbed her mother's "Dorothy Hamill"
hair cut and smashed her face against her pussy.  By
the time she climaxed the left side of her mother's
face was red from being rubbed against the cast.

	Her mother stood up and kissed Mary on the
mouth.  Mary could smell and taste her own pussy on
her mother's mouth.  She told Mary to stay there.
She took the soapy pan and when she retuned, she
had fresh water and her Lady Schick razor in hand.
She had Mary drape her arm over her head and she
put some cream on her underarm and shaved her
armpit.  Then she did the same to the other armpit.
She rinsed them off and dried them before she
asked Mary if she would like her vulva shaved too.

	Mary blushed and said that she liked having hair
down there.  It made her feel more grown up.  Her
mother smiled at her and patted her pussy as she
said that she understood.

	She told her to sit there while she changed the
sheets.  She got rid of the pans and towels before
she came back with a fitted sheet, a top sheet and
pillow cases for the bed.  She stripped the bed
quickly and made the bed before she helped Mary
back to bed.

	The fresh sheets smelled good and her mother
tucked her in and said, "Call me if you need anything."

	Mary watched her mother gather up the smelly
sheets and heard her heading for the laundry room.
Mary lay there wondering if it had really happened.
The TV was just so much noise as she pondered what
her mother had done to her.

	When it was about noon time her mother
returned with a tray.  This time she had two bowls of
soup and a plate piled high with toasted ham and
cheese sandwiches.  There was salad for two and a
pack of saltine crackers.  She pulled the chair over
and sat the tray down so that she could get them a
couple of glasses of iced tea.  She sat down on the
chair and the two of them ate the Minestrone soup
before it could get cold.  They ate the salad along
with the sandwiches.  When they were finished her
mother picked up the tray.  She was just about to
leave when she asked, "Is there anything else I can
do for you?"

	Mary looked up at her and asked, "Mom, can I
kiss your pussy too?"

	She sat the tray down on the chair and said, "I
thought you were never going to ask."

	She lifted her dress up to reveal that she didn't
have any panties on.  As she approached the bed Mary
could not take her eyes off of her mother's pussy.  It
was not as if she had never seen her pussy before.
Her mother had a natural dark patch of hair that
covered her vulva normally but apparently after she
had left her she had shaved all of her pubic hair off.
Her mother had a bulging vulva with a deep crease
down the middle but at the bottom of the crack the
floppy skin of her labia was hanging down and jiggled
as she walked towards her.  She stuffed the front of
her dress under her belt so that her pussy was visible
and her hands were free.  Her mother pulled both of
her big tits over the top of her dress one at a time as
she approached.

	She pulled Mary down in the bed and mounted
the bed in a 69 position.  She uncovered Mary's pussy.
She sat on her face and rubbed her wet pussy all
over Mary's face until her labia parted and fit over
her mouth like a gas mask.  Then she leaned forward
and started sucking Mary's pussy again.

	Mary had never dreamed she could do such a
thing but it was being fed to her.  It was not as if she
could stop if she wanted to. It was thrilling to smell
her mother's fragrance mixed with the odor of her
pussy.  She sucked on her mother's labia like a baby
for the longest time.  She was the first to climax but
her mother was not far behind her and Mary got to
taste her mother's cum.  When they had rested her
mother got up and straightened her dress up and
kissed Mary on the mouth.  "Will you be okay while I
go get Amy from school?"

	Mary lay there looking up at her mother and
mumbled that she would be fine.  She could not
believe what had just happened.  She moved back up
the bed and felt her face and her hands smelled like
her mother's pussy.

	When they got home she heard her mother tell
Amy to let her rest and go outdoors and play until
dinner time.  When she checked on Mary she had a
towel in her hand.  She kissed Mary and then wiped
her face with the scented and glycerin coated paper.
Then she kissed her again.  "We will have plenty of
time to discuss this before you are ready to go back
to school, honey.



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