Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2003 00:04:35 -0500
From: Shay ... <oopy1@msn.com>
Subject: Shannon's Day With Mom

If you are underage or object to lesbian lovemaking or incestuous themes,
please go knit or something, elsewhere. Otherwise, please enjoy my lil
story :)

Shannon's Day With Mom

by Shay

Fifteen year old Shannon was thrilled when her Mom, Marilyn, suggested they
spend saturday together. Their plan was a picnic in a beautiful and
secluded spot that they knew of a few miles away.
   It would be just the two of them, as it had been for the last six
years. They had grown very close, facing the world together, with a minimum
of quarrels.
   Shannon admired her Mom. All week she was a talented lawyer for
environmental causes. Today she was dressed down in jeans and a sweater and
reeboks. As Marilyn opened the refrigerator door and bent to get the mayo
off a lower shelf, Shannon couldn't help admiring her mother's curvy
hips. Wow she's sexy, she thought, then pushed the thought away, a little
flustered.
   They made potato salad together, enjoying each other's closeness as they
chattered away and made the food for their outing. At one point, Marilyn
fed her daughter a piece of the potato salad from her fingers, creamy and
good. Shannon let her lips and tongue caress her mother's fingers for just
the tiniest of moments.
  "Clean hands!" Shannon chirped, imitating her Mom's before-meal
mantra. They both laughed and then Marilyn gathered Shannon in for a
hug. They stood in the kitchen with their arms wrapped around each other
for a moment, feeling each other breathe.
   "I love you," said Marilyn, then released the girl and they were soon
both out the door and loading up the car.

As they backed out and got on the road, Shannon watched her Mom shift with
her delicate but firm hand on the stick shift. Her Mom seemed so capable,
so in control, and so fun. Marilyn turned and flashed a bright smile at
Shannon. "Let's get this show on the road, huh?"
   At one point a careless driver pulled out in front of them, and Marilyn
had to expertly steer them safely around the sudden danger. She sighed, and
asked, "Honey are you all right?" her concern and her driving both appealed
to Shannon, who lightly touched her Mom's arm and smiled and said, "Yeah
Mom I'm fine." her hand lingered perhaps just a few seconds longer than
neccesary. The truth was, she loved to touch her Mom.

At the park, the two of them walked hand in hand, Marilyn with the picnic
basket, and Shannon carrying the cooler with their iced tea.
   They ate and listened to birds, and talked about everything under the
sun. Satisfied and happy, they lay close together on the blanket, looking
into each other's eyes.
   "Mmm, Mom, this is nice," said Shannon softly.
   "Yeah," whispered her Mom, stroking Shannon's long dark curls.
   Shannon's mind drifted to last night. She had been having trouble
falling asleep for the past several weeks, and had found she needed to
...take care of herself before she could fall asleep.
   She had been laying in her bed, in her room, on her back, and had gently
parted her thighs and slipped her hand between her legs and begun very
gently stroking herself. She had to be quiet, so her Mom wouldnt
hear....not that she would have thought it wrong in any way, just....it was
private. Shannon had stroked and caressed herself for a long time, til she
was wet and excited. Her movements had become much more urgent.
   When the teenage girl had felt her orgasm buiding inside her and about
to course throught her, the most surprising thing had happened...with her
hand a blur between her legs, and her breathing ragged and her hips moving
urgently, she had suddenly envisioned her Mom's face before her....smiling,
her lovely soft lips getting closer, leaning in for a real kiss....and
Shannon had exploded in orgasm, bucking under her covers and panting, "Mom!
Mom, ohhhhh Mom, yes god ohhhhhhh........"
    Laying in her bed, breathless and quivering, she was stunned that she
had had that image, how strong and instant her reaction had been, and
worried that she'd been heard.  But there hadn't been any indication that
she had been.
   And now, here was her mother's face, inches away, her soft lips so
close, her green eyes alive and pretty. Before she knew what she was doing,
Shannon had closed that last couple of inches between them and was just
lightly brushing her mother's lips with her own.
   Marilyn's eyes widened, but she did not pull back. Shannon was beside
herself now, with this wonderful closeness to the woman she adored more
than anyone alive. She let her young lips brush against her Mom's again,
and again.
   "Honey...?" Her mother's questioning voice was confused but not angry.
    "Oh Mom, you're so beautiful," blurted out the young girl as she kissed
her mother's face tenderly.
    With some difficulty, Marilyn disengaged herself from Shannon's
kisses. She cupped her face and looked into her eyes. She was
flushed. "Honey....you're beautiful, too...so beautiful....but I'm your
mother...we cant--"
   "That only makes it more perfect. Please kiss me, Mom....I'm begging
you." Shannon looked to her mother imploringly, her eyes alight with
everything she felt. "Please, Mom....please...."
   Marilyn tried to be firm. "Are you sure about what you're saying,
sweetie? If I kiss you...like that....it means something.....if we're going
to be....together....it means no one else. If you want to be with me...I
mean WITH me....I won't share you with anyone." She searched her daugher's
eyes. "Do you understand? We would belong only to each other. Is that truly
what you want, honey? We could stop now if...."
   "Mom?"
   "Yes, sweetheart," responded Shannon's Mom softly.
   "Would you be just mine, too?
    Marilyn smiled. "Yes, of course!"
   "Then kiss me, " begged the girl. " I would beg you on my knees, if--"
    "Noooo, shhhhhh." And with that, Marilyn gathered her daughter in her
loving arms and kissed her fully on her mouth.
    Sjannon was beside herself with joy. her mother's slender arms held her
securely as she kissed her , over and over again. The two women merged,
their kisses deepening as they lay together on the blanket.
    "Mom," panted the teenager, between hot kisses with her mother. Marilyn
gently slid her thigh between her daughter's legs and the two of them
entwined, kissing, holding each other tight as they made out shamelessly.
   After a long time, Marilyn slid on top of her daughter and smiled down
at her, her face a mixture of deep love, triumph, and wonder. Shannon
wrapped her arms around her mother's sweatered back, and her legs around
her hips, and they went back to kissing.
    Soon, Shannon's small hands were underneath her Mom's sweater, stroking
her back, her sides, and finally--to her great joy and pleasure--her Mom's
breasts, through her lace bra.
    "God, honey, that feels so good," panted Marilyn as she kissed her
daughter urgently. "Get my bra off....take it off, sweety!"
    Shannon smiled broadly and undid her Mom's bra as Marilyn licked and
kissed her neck, her Mom's hot breath on her skin inflaming her. She got
her hands under the loosened bra and cupped her Mom's breasts and squeezed
them as her Mom growled with pleasure and excitement.
   Oh my god, thought Shannon hotly, I've got my hands up under my own
mother's sweater, feeling her up! And we're both loving it!
   Soon the pressure of Marilyn's thigh between Shannon's legs, and her
lips on her throat, were too much for the teenager, and she began orgasming
in her mother's arms, under her knowing, womanly, sensual assault.
   "Shannon!" screamed the older woman as she too began to have a furious
climax rubbing against her new lover.
   The two practically tried to crawl into each other's skin as they came,
so intense was their desire for each other. Mother and daughter lay in each
other's arms, Marilyn on top of Shannon, their chests heaving as they tried
to catch their breath and regain their senses. Their clothes were
disheveled, they were sweaty, and their hair was mussed as they looked up
to see another woman and girl walking by, holding hands.
   "Oh my god.." gasped Marilyn as she realized they weren't alone and her
heart turned over in shock.
   "It's okay," called the older woman, whose name was Carolyn. She waved
her hand downward in a no-big-deal gesture, and said, "Sharon and I
understand completely...don't we hun?"
   "Yes Mom, " replied the younger woman with a wicked gleam in her
eye. She then turned to the lovers on their blanket and chirped, "Have fun,
you two lovebirds!"
   Shannon and her Mom watched the two women walk away, and then looked at
each other again and smiled. Marilyn caught her daughter's lower lip
between her teeth and sucked on it, then lifted up her head, tossed her
hair and said, "Let's get you home, lover...I want you in my bed tonight."
She kissed her daughter's throat near her collarbone and whispered,"..and
EVERY night!"
    Shannon groaned from deep in her throat and ran her hands urgently over
her mother. She tilted back her head and growled like a young lioness...
"God, yes."  Her fondest dream had come true.