I originally wrote this story for a friend I met online. She asked me to write a story about a couple people in her life and I ran with this idea. This story is far from the story she had in mind though, so I will need to re-write that story. I am posting this story, though, for everyone to enjoy. If you enjoy this dirty little tale, (or even if you hate it) please consider dropping me a note at scott_winslow2135@yahoo.com. Also, please consider donating to nifty. That's the only way we can keep this place going.
A word of warning. This story involves sexual acts between an adult mother and an underage daughter. If this material is unsettling to you, I suggest not reading. Further, this story involves sexual acts involving urination and fecal material. Likewise, if such material in unsettling, please read no further. I have written a story in the past involving pee, but this is my first venture into the world of scat in writing and I am not very well versed in the practical applications of such play, so please forgive me if my writing is completely irrational and unbelievable to those who may partake in such pleasures. This is, after all, purely fantasy where anything can happen. Thank you and enjoy.
Maggie's Thirteenth and a Half Birthday (Ff, inc, ws, anal, scat)
I walked into the den and my sister looked up at me for a moment, and then looked away. It was late in the evening and I had just gotten out of the shower. I was wearing a thin tank top and shorts. My long, black hair, still wet from the warm water of the shower, hung down. I swung it from the front around behind me. It had made the front of my white shirt wet and see through. My sister looked at me again. He eyes narrowed. I went to sit down on the couch next to her, but she got up and left the room.
"Why does she hate me?" I wondered.
My name is Maggie, and things have always been really good for me. I live in a big house, just like I have for the last 13 years that I've been alive, with my parents and my big sister. We have always been a close, loving family. Growing up, my sister and I were the best of friends. She is two years older than me, but we were so similar that some people thought we were twins. We are both tall with long legs and slim bodies. We both have long, straight, black hair. I have always kept mine long, and usually pulled back in a ponytail, but lately my sister had been cutting hers short. It was just another example of her trying to rid herself of me.
I don't know what happened between us. Growing up we did everything together. We were the best of friends, but then things changed. It was a couple years ago, and it seemed like overnight she no longer liked me. It was as if she could not even stand to be in the same room as me.
I thought maybe it was that she wanted to be a `grown up' and no longer wanted to play with games that we used to play. She had been spending a lot more time with our mother since her sudden change, I noticed, but I had grown to be as old as she was, and she still acted like she hated me.
So, as I sat down on the couch and watched her leave the room, I did not say a word. I knew, by that point, that there was no point. She would not answer me anyway. She did turn and look at me again before leaving, and I got a glimmer of hope that she would come back, but as pulled my bare foot up onto the seat of the couch, my shorts riding up my leg, she sighed and left the room. I would not see her the rest of the night.
"Why does she hate me?" I wondered again, speaking out loud this time.
I turned my attention to the television she had left on. She was watching a gymnastics competition on the sports channel. I got really excited. I loved gymnastics and had been doing it myself for years. I was actually pretty good, winning several competitions of my own, but I was nowhere near as good as the girls on the TV. I wondered again why my sister and I could not be friends since we obviously liked the same things.
"We at least could have watched TV together" I said aloud again.
"What was that, dear?" I heard my mother say, walking into the room. She was wearing a bathrobe, and it did not look like she had anything on underneath. She must have gotten a shower after me.
"Nothing, mom" I replied, smiling at her.
She smiled back at me, looking at me like I was crazy for talking to myself. My sister and I both got our looks form our mom. She was also tall with dark hair and many of the same facial features, but while my sister and were slim our mom was a bit fuller with wider hips and big breasts. I wished mine would be that big, but I knew that they would get in the way of my gymnastics, so I was happy with my nearly flat chest.
"Can I talk with you for a minute?" my mom asked.
"Sure" I replied.
My mom came into the den. I noticed her looking at my legs on the couch and thought she was mad that I had my feet on the leather. I quickly put my feet down.
"Oh, baby, you don't have to move" my mom said, but I left my feet down anyway. Mom sat next to me on the couch. Her bathrobe rode up her leg when she sat. I was certain that she had nothing on underneath as I saw her bare thigh. She took my hand and held it in hers, and then she continued talking. "I have a surprise for you" she said.
My mom had always been very affectionate. She loved hugs and kisses and would often stroke my hair or my arms or hold my hand like she was doing at that moment. I always knew she loved me. My dad, though, was always very distant. He worked a lot and was not around much. He spent a lot of time on work trips. I knew he loved me, and I loved him, but from a distance.
"What's the surprise!?" I asked my mom, getting excited.
"Tomorrow, after school" she began, "you and I are going to take a trip together."
"Really?" I said. "To where?"
"That's part of the surprise" Mom replied. "I know it's a half day for school, but just make sure you are home quick after school so we can leave right away."
"I will, mommy" I said and hugged her. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. "Should I go pack a bag or something?" I asked into my mom's chest.
"No, Mags, I will take care of it" she said. She kissed me on the fore head and left.
I was excited the whole next day in school. I could not imagine what was going on or where we were going. It was unlike my mom, or my family, to be so spontaneous, so I knew something special had to be in store.
When I got home from school, my mother was waiting for me. She came to me and hugged me when I walked in the front door. I did not even have time to put my book bag down. "Oh we are going to have so much fun!" she said excitedly.
"Can you tell me now where we are going?" I asked.
"You'll see" is all she said.
She made sure I had gone to the bathroom and told me that the car was already packed. I could tell she was in a hurry. She seemed so excited, more excited than me, but that was probably because she knew where we were going. Her enthusiasm did rub off on me though.
My mom made one final check that we had everything and we were ready to go. My dad was, as usual, at some work conference, but my sister came down stairs as we were leaving. I had grown so excited, and I knew she would not say anything to me anyway, so I did not even bother to tell her goodbye. My mom did though.
She went to my sister and hugged her tightly. It looked like she whispered into her ear and they both laughed. The kissed each other on the cheek and said goodbye. Then my sister turned to me.
"Have fun" she said with a smile. I do not know if it was because she had not smiled at me in so long or if there was some hidden meaning I did not yet understand, but there was something odd about the way her thin lips curved and showed her white teeth. Then she ran back upstairs.
I shook off the odd feeling my sister had given me and returned to the excited, while still oblivious, actions of leaving with my mother. We were soon in the car and driving north.
We drove for a while. Further than I expected us to go. My mom did not talk much while we rode. We made small talk of school, gymnastics, boys, and movies, but nothing about where we were going or why.
As we neared a big city, one I had never been to before, I finally turned to my mom and asked "Are you ever going to tell me what is going on?"
She looked at me and smiled. It was eerily similar to the smile my sister had given me. "Do you know what today is?" she asked in return.
"No" I said.
"Today is your 13th and a half birthday!" she said excitedly.
"Okay?" I asked, hoping she would go into more detail, but she did not.
I was more confused than ever. Why did it matter what my half birthday was? What did that have to do with us coming to this big city? Is 13 and a half lucky or something?
We finally stopped in front of a large, very fancy, hotel in the downtown of the city. A bell hop came out, helped mom and me out of the car, took our bags and a valet took the car. Mom and I walked into the lobby and to the front desk.
I looked around the large lobby with the expensive looking furnishings and low lighting. It was, by far, the fanciest thing I had ever seen. I heard my mother speaking with the girl at the front desk.
"Checking in" she said, and gave the girl our last name.
"I see here you are booked in the honeymoon suite?" the girl asked. At this I turned and looked at her. She was looking back and forth from my mother to me with a weird look on her face. I understood her confusion and was glad someone was finally as confused as I was. Why were my mother and I staying in the honeymoon suite!?
"Yes, please, ma'am" my mother replied.
The girl shrugged and finished checking us in. The bell hop helped mom and me take our things up to the top floor and into our huge room. Mom gave the bell hop a tip and he left. I had never seen an actual bell hop before, outside of a movie. I had never seen a hotel room so big before. As I explored I noticed, as I expected, that there was only one large bed. I ventured into the bathroom where I say a large shower with clear glass doors and a Jacuzzi tub on the opposite wall. I heard my mom from the other room.
"Come and get changed" she said.
I walked back to the other room. She had a bag unzipped and had pulled a black dress out which was now laid out on the bed. I had never seen it before. I noticed that my mom had taken off her shoes and pulled out another dress for her.
I went to my dress and looked at it. "Where did this come from?" I asked, feeling the silky material.
"It's new" my mom said. "Quick, put it on. Our dinner reservations are soon."
I was growing more confused by the second, but I knew that whatever happened, my mom would be there with me, so I decided to just go with it. I was also very excited. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks, getting ready to change. I lifted my shirt over my head and happened to see my mom watching me through a mirror beside the bed. She quickly turned away and continued changing herself.
After I was down to just my undies, I picked up the dress to put it on. It was very pretty and I quickly stepped into it. I pulled it up and put the straps over my shoulders. It was then that I realized how odd the dress was. The front of the dress plunged extremely low between my boobs, almost down to my belly button. If I had bigger boobs, I knew they would be visible. The dress was long, almost to the floor, but there was a long opening, like a slit, that ran up the side almost to my hip.
I turned to my mom. "Are you sure about this dress?" I asked.
"Oh it's perfect!" my mom replied. Now looking at her, I noticed her dress was just as revealing. It was very short, and also very low cut. Her amble boobs nearly fell out of the top, and I could almost see her undies if the bent over.
Next mom did my makeup, and then she did her own. I was not used to wearing makeup at all, but I had to say that I liked how I looked in it. I was starting to get used to the dress, too. It excited me to think of how good, and how naughty, I looked. I loved how my mom looked too. She looked great.
When we were ready, mom took me down to the lobby. We got a cab and it took us to a fancy restaurant nearby. I had never even been in a taxi before, but my mom seemed to know exactly what to do and where to go. I wondered if she had been there before and done it all in the past. Maybe with my dad? I noticed the cab driver looking at me, and I liked it.
The restaurant was like nothing I had seen before. It was very fancy and elegant. We were seated by a host who pulled our chairs out for us and were given menus with only two meal selections. I picked the fish and my mom picked the steak.
I saw my mom speaking very quietly with a server at one point. She was a youngish looking girl with frazzled hair. I do not know what they said, but soon the server came back with two wine glasses and put one in front of me. I looked at my mom with an odd look.
"Enjoy" she said. I took a drink. It was the first sip of wine I had ever had, but I really liked it. I wondered how my mom got them to give me wine. I wondered what in the world was going on.
"Mom, can you please tell me why we are here?" I finally asked.
"Just enjoy, my dear" Mom said in reply, and then added "no questions till later."
I did enjoy. The food was amazing and I had two big glasses of the wine. My mom seemed to have a good time too and seemed to be watching me the whole evening.
Finally our meal was finished and mom and I took a cab back to the hotel. I had no idea what being drunk felt like, but I wondered if I was at that point because my legs felt funny and did not seem to work right.
We made it to the honeymoon suite again and I sat down on the edge of the bed. Mom sat down next to me. She put her hand on my leg. "You may now ask any questions you may have" she said.
I looked at her for a moment, and then a flood of questions sprang from my mouth. "What is going on? Why are we here? What is the point of all this? Why are we in the honeymoon suite? What isn't anyone telling me?"
My mom chuckled for a moment and then look into my eyes. "Do you know what today is?" she asked.
"NO!" I said, getting agitated.
"It's your thirteen and a half birthday" mom replied, just as she had done earlier.
"So what?" I asked. "What does that even mean?"
My mom took a deep breath and began speaking. "Going back several generations in our family, on a girl's 13 and a half birthday, her mother has taken her and explained the facts of life to her."
"The facts of life?" I said to myself. "I already know about sex and stuff, mom" I said to her. "We learn about that in school now."
"Oh yes?" my mom replied. "Tell me what you know."
"Like how boys and girls are different. Penises and vaginas and stuff." I felt weird saying those things to my mother. "And sex and where babies come from. I know all that" I said.
"Oh, dear" my mom said. "You know all of the scientific things, yes, but you do not know everything."
"Like what?" I asked.
At this my mom's hand began moving on my leg. It moved over to where the slit in the side of my dress was and went under it. Her hand was on my bare leg, but it did not stop. Instead it started moving up. "Like how to touch" mom said.
"Mom?" I asked. Goosebumps formed all over my body. I did not know what was going on. Why was my mom touching me like that? Was that what she meant by the facts of life? My heart was pounding and I was sweating. I did not know what to do. All I knew was that I did not want it to stop.
"Or how to kiss" my mom said, and then she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Not like a mother and a daughter, but a loving kiss.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Maggie," my mother began, looking me in the eyes and letting out a long sigh, "the women in our family, once they reach a certain age, share everything together. My mother took me to a hotel just like this when I was your age, just like she did your aunt, and just like I did your big sister. And she showed me, just as I am about to show you, how to love and pleasure a woman."
I looked at her dumbfounded. "You mean..." I began, but my mom cut me off.
"Yes" she said bluntly.
I began to speak again, not really knowing what I was going to say, but I never had a chance to. My mother kissed me again. Then she kissed me again. She opened her mouth and I felt her tongue touch my lips. I knew what she wanted, so I opened mine. I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I tasted her saliva. I moved my own tongue into her mouth. I had never kissed anyone like that before. I had never done anything before and I shook with anticipation for what was about to happen.
I knew what sex was and I knew what sex between two women was, even though I had never done it before. You do not get to be 13 and a half without seeing it in movies or on T.V. or hearing people talk about it at school. In fact, the most actual experience I had with sex was when I would touch myself between my legs, but I did not do that anymore. Something happened one time when I was doing it, like an explosion had gone off in my vagina, and it scared me to death. I had not touched my body since that day, but as I sat there and made out with my mom, I was starting to feel that way again. This time, though, I was not scared at all.
I loved kissing my mom. The taste of her, the feel of her tongue, the sound of her moaning and of our lips smacking, the smell of her saliva mixed with mine all combined to be the most wonderful thing I had ever experienced, and then she started touching me again.
Her hand kept going up the slit of my dress. Soon it was between my legs and very near my crotch. I felt so hot down there and I wondered if she could feel it. She was gently rubbing me, inching closer to the leg hem of my panties.
She stopped kissing my lips, and I let out a low whimper, although I did not mean to. She moved down though, and began kissing my neck. It sent chills through my body, but I loved it. It tingled and tickled, but in a good way. I felt my body shudder again and again. My mom's hand finally reached the leg hem of my panties.
She leaned back and looked into my eyes. I looked back and smiled. I could not believe I was looking at my own mother, because over the last few minutes she had become so much more. She did not look the same. I do not know if I had changed or if she had, or maybe both, but I was now looking at not just my mother, but my teacher, lover, and partner.
"Are you doing okay so far?" she asked.
"Yes, mommy" I replied.
"Why don't we get out of these dresses" she said and stood up. I did not want her hand to move from my leg, but I knew what it would be better without my dress on anyway, so I agreed. We both stood up and Mom pulled the straps of my dress, letting it fall to the floor. She took my hand and helped me step out of it. I now stood before my mother dressed in nothing but my panties. I felt embarrassed for a moment, and was about to cover myself out of shame, but I noticed my mom looking me over and I could tell that she quite enjoyed what she was seeing. This gave me a feeling of confidence I had never known before, and I was proud to be unclothed for her. I wondered if that was the reason for our family's secret, or at least part of it.
My mother then turned around. "Help with this zipper, will you Dear?" she asked and my fingers trembled as I reached out and grasped the zipper pull of my mother's dress and began lowering it. I remember having a moment's thought that it was the first time in my life that I was undressing another woman, or another person for that matter, and it sent another thrill through me. I pulled the zipper all the way down and my mom turned back around.
She let her dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it as I had my own. I now saw that my mother was completely nude. She had not worn any panties under her dress, or she had taken then off at some point. I now looked at her through different lenses than ever before. It was the most incredible sight I had ever seen. Her soft skin, curvy body, huge breasts, shaved clean vagina, and visibly moist lips were amazingly beautiful. Never before in my life had I even considered being attracted to women, or that I might be a lesbian, but at that moment I knew that there was no other creature on Earth I want to have sex with more.
Mom stepped toward me. She wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me close to her. We began kissing again. She was short, and I tall, but she still had to bend slightly for our lips to meet. I felt her breasts press against mine. I felt her heart beat. We kissed, passionately.
I felt my mom's hands move up and down my back, over my bare skin. I do not know if I was still scared or unsure of what to do, but I kept my hands at my sides. I felt my mom's hands slide down my back toward my butt. They smoothly slid down under the waist band of my undies and my mom cupped my butt cheeks. I let out another moan.
Mom broke our kiss. "I don't think you'll need these anymore, either" she said as she crotched down to her knees, and in doing so, pulled my undies down. I stepped out of them, happy to be fully revealing myself to my mother. She looked up at me, as I looked down at her, and then she looked down at my crotch.
I don't know what made me think to do it, or why I even did it, but repositioned myself a little, spreading my legs for her. Mom looked at my vagina for several moments, running her hands up and down my legs.
"I see you have begun to grow a little hair down there, baby" she said to me. "But we can take care of that later." I realized that my mom's vagina was shaved bald. I had grown some dark hair recently, and I now knew that I should be hairless like my mom.
Without saying a word my mom stood back up. She took my hand and led me back to the bed. She gently laid me down with my head slightly raised on the head board. She began kissing me.
She only kissed me for a moment though and began kissing my neck again. Her hands were touching my arms and then I felt her touch my nipple. I jumped a little. "Are you still doing okay?" she asked.
"Uh huh" was all I could manage to make my mouth say as I breathlessly nodded my head.
Mom continued to rub and pinch my nipple and soon her mouth had reached my chest. She gently kissed my small, budding breast and pointy nipple. She licked it and sucked it into her mouth. I was covered in goose bumps.
I felt my mom's hand on my thigh. Once again, without really knowing why I did it, I spread my legs for my mom. Her hand went higher and slightly touched my vagina lips. Her fingertips ran up and down my slit. I was in heaven. Never had I experienced such pleasure.
My mom left my chest and moved between my legs. She started at my knees and kissed up my inner leg. When she neared my crotch, she switched and did the same to my other leg. Then, as she looked up into my eyes, her fingers spread my lips slightly and she began touching my inner vagina.
I let out a loud long moan. I had net ever felt such pleasure. The last time I had even come close I scared myself by what my body was doing, but this time I was not afraid. My mom leaned down and kissed my thigh very near my vagina, and then she kissed it directly.
Her tongue began playing around in the inside of my vagina. I felt her lick high and low. She found my clit, a part of my body that even I had never touched before, and licked it. I thought I was going to faint. Her tongue found my hole and slid inside it, moving in and out. Then I felt the explosion building.
"Mom" I tried to say, but she only shushed me and kept licking. My body tingled and shook and shuddered.
"MOM" I tried to say again, but I do not know if words even came out.
Then I exploded, stronger than before, much stronger. Maybe it was because I had not done it in so long, or maybe it was because it was my mother who caused it, but either way it was like a bomb had gone off inside me. I screamed.
After a few moments, I finally recovered. I looked down at my mom who was still between my legs, but watching me keenly. I smiled at her and chuckled. I noticed that she was all wet.
"Oh my God, Baby" she began, "do you always squirt like that?"
"I... I don't know. What do you mean?" I asked.
"When you cum, do you usually squirt the liquid out?" she asked.
"I squirted liquid out?" I'm sorry mommy" I said. "Did I pee on you?"
"NO BABY! Don't be sorry" Mom said to me. "It's not pee. It was amazing! So when you masturbate, that doesn't always happen?"
"Well... I... um... don't really ever..." I said.
"Wait, are you saying that that was your first ever orgasm?" Mom asked.
"I think so" I replied.
"Ohhh baby, wow, that is amazing!" she said. She came up to me and hugged me. She kissed me on the cheek and then on the lips. I could taste my squirt on her, and I liked the taste.
She got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. She came back moments later with a towel. She was wiping her face off. When she was done, she tossed the towel on the other end of the large bed, and crawled back up next to me. I had a feeling that it was now my turn to explore her body like she had done mine, and I was very excited to do it.
My mom laid on her back and I leaned up by her robust body. She looked so sexy. I did not know how I had never realized it before. I had never even looked at women sexually before that moment, but now I looked at my mother as if she was the sexiest person alive. I kissed her. My hands, shaking, went toward her breasts.
"Do you want to play with my tits?" she asked me.
"Yes" I replied. I was shocked that my mom had said `tits'. She had always scolded me for using such language, but I realized, as I gently touched her tit, that things had obviously changed in our family relationship.
I ran my fingers over the very soft flesh. I slid my hands down and cupped her boob, lifting it, feeling its weight for the first time. It was so much heavier than I expected. Next I moved my fingers to her nipple. It was very large and very dark and also very hard. I touched it gently, and then I pinched it as she had done mine. She moaned.
"Do you like them?" she asked.
"Yes" I replied. "They are so nice and big. I wish mine were big like yours" I said, realizing that I was all but flat chested compared to her.
"Oh, but dear," Mom replied, "I love yours. I prefer your tiny budding titties to big ones like mine."
I pondered this for a moment as I leaned down and began licking my mom's breasts. I wondered if she was serious, or just being nice because I was her daughter. I really did not care. As I began sucking on my mother's nipple, looking up into her eyes, I knew it did not really matter.
My hand's seemed to have a mind of their own. I knew what to do, my mother had just done it to me, and I knew I desperately wanted to do it, but it was almost like I was touching my mom's vagina before I realized it was happening. I did realize though, that she was extremely wet. My fingers slid up and down her hairless slit, spreading her moisture around.
"Go ahead, babe," Mom said, "play with Mommy's cunt"
I should not have been surprised hearing her say it after her reference to her breasts, but I was once again shocked to hear my mother use such language. Nevertheless, I moved down and looked at her cunt. I used my fingers to spread it as she had done mine. Her's opened up so easily though. My mom's vagina was so very big and opened up wide. I was looking into my mother.
Mom told me to slide my finger in, and I did. She was so very warm and so very wet inside. I slid two fingers in and she told me to slide them in and out. It felt wonderful. Then she asked me to lick her. I wanted to do it, badly.
I leaned down and licked her all over. Her juices were flowing and they were very yummy, bitter, but sweet at the same time. I kept licking up and down until I found Mom's clit. It had felt so good when she licked mine, so I decided to lick hers. When I did, my mom began moaning, groaning, and shaking. I kept doing it until Mom screamed out and held my head tight against her.
"I'm cumming!" she yelled.
I kept licking until she sank back to the bed and let go of my head. I looked up at her and she pulled me to her, kissing me gently.
Mom and I laid on the bed for a little while, naked, and holding each other. She would kiss my occasionally, very lightly. I could not believe what I had just done. I could not believe everything my mom had told me, shown me, and done to me. Little did I know, though, that we were just getting started. After a bit, my mom got up from the bed and helped me up. She took me to the large bathroom and bent over to begin filling the tub.
I looked at her back side as she bent over. My mom had wide hips and a round bottom. As she bent over the tub, her cheeks parted slightly and I could see her butt hole. I could also see the large lips of her vagina hanging between her legs. I was transfixed. Before that night I had never looked at a woman in sexual or lustful way, but as I looked at my mom, bent over in such as obscene way, I was drawn to her. I stepped closer, but she stood up before I reached her.
Mom turned to me and I smiled at her. She smiled back and kissed me. I loved kissing her and we did it for several minutes, while the tub filled, our hands running over each other's bodies as we made out.
When the tub was nearly full, Mom broke out kiss and turned the jets on. She then turned the water off and helped me step into the tub. I sank into the hot water. My body, though, was already so hot that I hardly noticed. My mom then stepped into the tub and sat down. As she sank into the water, her boobs remained sticking out while the water came up to my neck.
Mom had me turn around and sit with my back to her. She pulled me tight and held me for a while. It felt incredible. I felt so loved and it was a truly romantic moment. It was the first truly romantic moment of my life and I was thrilled that I was sharing it with my own mother.
Soon, though, Mom's hands wondered and began touching me. I loved it. She reached between my legs and lightly stroked my slit. Soon she was rubbing my clit and I came hard on her fingers.
After I came, my mom's fingers remained on my crotch, but she started feeling above my vagina at my light hair.
"I think we should take care of this" she said.
"My hair?" I asked, remembering that she was shaved bald.
"Yes, I think we should get rid of it" mom said.
"Okay" I replied, sounding more nervous than I intended.
"Don't worry, Baby" Mom said. "All of us are shaved. It is so much nicer that way."
"Really?" I asked as my mom stood up. She helped me up and had me sit on the edge of the tub before she got out and returned with a razor and cream. She turned the jets off.
"Yes" she said. "Even your sister is completely shaved."
Mom got between my legs and squirted some cream into her hands. She began rubbing it onto me. My mom's mention of my big sister made me think of her. I had been wondering something about her since this whole thing started. It would have been right around her 13th and a half birthday that she changed.
"Is all of this why she has been acting weird around me for the last couple years?" I asked.
"Your sister?" my mom asked.
"Yes" I replied.
My mom let out a long sigh. "Yes" she began. "Ever since her thirteen and a half birthday, since I brought her here, she has been so turned on when she was around you. I told her, though, that she was not to ever do anything with you, or let on about our secret, until I brought you here. Because of that, it was just too hard for her to be around you."
I looked at my mom as she talked. "I thought she hated me" I said.
Mom chuckled, using the razor to shave away my pubic hair. "No, she doesn't hate you" she said. "Actually, she is in love with you."
"Really!?" I said, excitedly.
"Oh yes, she is very much in love with you" mom said, finishing her job.
"Oh, I can't wait to get home to her" I said.
"You will soon, my dear," my mom said, helping my back into the water and rinsing the cream from my newly bald pussy, "but until then, you are all mine!"
"Oh really?" I said, slyly. I do not know what came over me or why I acted so coy, but I loved it.
"Yes, you still have so much to learn" Mom replied. She began letting the water out of the tub, but made no move to get out, so I did not either. When about half of the water was out, she stopped the water. I looked at her puzzled, but she only smiled at me.
Then my mom sat on the edge of the tub. I had sunk back into the half empty tub, my own boobs now above the water line. As I watched my mom she smiled at me and spread her legs. What she did next shocked me more than anything up to that point.
I watched my mom's pussy as she spread her legs. It looked wonderful, but then I noticed something odd. Without any other warning, my mom began to pee. My mouth fell open and I gasped as I watched what was at first a little, slow trickle turn into a forceful flow of yellow liquid squirt out of my mother. Suddenly, though, it stopped.
I looked up into my mom's eyes, with a look of wonder and shock on my face. She smiled and began peeing again. This time, though, she reached down and cupped some of the liquid in her hand. She brought it to her mouth and slurped it up.
"Oh wow" was all I could say. I was not disgusted. I was actually excited. My mom began to pee again, and this time she angled her flow toward me.
I moved closer to her, letting the urine flow over my arms and chest. It was warm and felt amazing.
"Drink some" I heard my mom say.
I cupped some of her pee, the last bit of it, in my hands and brought it to my lips. I slurped it as she had done. It tasted salty and delicious. I licked it from my fingers and hand.
"Well?" Mom asked.
"Oh Mommy," I said, going to her and kissing her, "that was amazing. I love it. I love you."
"I love you, Baby" she replied. "Now it's your turn" she said. I knew what she meant. I could not wait to do it.
She had me stand up and I went to sit on the edge of the tub, as she had done. She stopped me, though, and told me to put one foot on the edge. I did as she said and then she moved below my now spread legs. I had really good balance, thanks to my gymnastics training, so it was easy for me to spread my legs in this position for my mom. I could not believe she really wanted me to do it, though, but she began running her fingers over my thighs, urging me to pee. So I did.
My mom was facing the same direction as me, but very low in the tub. Her face was directly below my vagina. I bent forward slightly, so I could see better, as my pee began to flow. I did have to go, quite badly I realized, but it started slowly. With my mother being directly below me, my first trickles landed directly on her forehead. I relaxed more and let my pee come out. I watched it run down my mom's face and as it came out with more force started hitting her chest.
Mom smiled and moaned as I peed on her. She seemed to love the feeling of it hitting her, even in the face. She moved a little so that my urine would go directly into her mouth. Her mouth quickly filled and she closed her lips to swallow just as my flow was stopping, the last little bits hitting her closed lips and running down her chin.
I was speechless from watching what Mom had just done. She was still below me and looked up into my eyes. She also did not say a word. Then I noticed her refocus her gaze. She looked directly at my vagina, dripping wet from my pee and my lustful juices. My mom leaned forward and drove her tongue deep into me. I squealed as she lapped up my moist pussy.
I held onto my mother's head as her tongue dances inside me. I felt myself shaking. My mom was moaning loudly into me, the vibrations increasing my pleasure. My lust was beyond control. I held my mom's hair tight as I started to cum. I nearly fell over, but my mom held my butt, her hands squeezing my cheeks. I felt the explosion go off in my body again and felt my juices gush out. My mom continues to taste my juices.
A little bit later, Mom and I were in the bed together. After my experience in the tub, mom had helped me out, drained the rest of the water, turned yellow after mixing with our pee, and took me to the bed where she laid me down. She laid with me, and we rested for a while. All the time I felt my mom's hands, mostly just her finger tips, lightly touching my naked body. I smiled, contently, but never fell asleep. I had a feeling there was more to come, and I was too excited for it.
After a little bit, my mom got up from the bed and went to her bag. She pulled out a large beach towel and laid it across the bed. I looked at her, curiously. She just smiled and told me to move onto of the towel. I did as she said.
I laid on my back, my butt on the towel and my mom went back to her bag and pulled something out. I then felt her begin touching me by my feet. I spread my legs for her, knowing where she was headed. She continued up my legs and was soon licking my pussy again. She felt so good. I knew she had years of practice licking girls, and I hoped that I would learn from her.
I was still very relaxed, and rested my head back, closing my eyes, enjoying the feeling's my mom was giving me. I then felt something odd, though. I did not open my eyes yet, but it felt like there was something else touching me besides my mom's fingers and tongue. When I felt it suddenly begin vibrating, though, my eyes shot open. I looked down over my naked body, to between my legs, and saw my mother lightly rubbing a blue plastic penis up and down my slit.
"Mom?" I asked, slightly scared.
"It's okay, Dear" I heard my mom say, lovingly. "Everything is going to be okay. Just relax."
I did as she said, comforted by her voice. I relaxed my body, letting the vibrations of the toy send waves of pleasure through me. I felt my mom's fingers spread my hole open, though, and the tip of the device touched my opening. At that moment, I knew what was going on. I knew what the towel was for. I knew my mom was about to pop my cherry and take my virginity.
"Oh mom" I moaned, the realization settling in my brain and filling me with so much love for my mother. I spread my legs further, inviting my mom and her toy into me.
She went very slowly, pressing the vibrating dick little by little into my hole. "I brought lube, but you're so wet I don't think we're going to need it" I heard my mom say. I was beyond words, though, by that point.
My mom pulled the toy out and slowly slid it back in a couple of times. She pushed it in further, and we both felt it touch my hymen. Mom looked up into my eyes, and I looked down into hers. She pushed, not hard, but hard enough. I gasped, expecting the pain to shoot through me, but felt only a little pinch. The toy slipped further into my vagina.
I was a little confused. I had expected it to be so much worse than it was. My mom smiled at me, holding the toy in place.
"I think your hymen was already a little bit torn," she said, "probably due to all your gymnastics." She must have been able to sense my confusion. She went back to pushing the toy into me and got about half of it inside.
The vibrations were intense and felt amazing. I laid there shaking with the toy as it was buried half way inside my pussy. Mom then started pulling it out a little and pushing it back in. I could not believe I was being fucked for the first time and that it was by my own mother. I loved it.
I looked down at the device going in and out of me and noticed that there was some blood coming out. I thought that it was a good idea for my mom to have the blanket as some did leak down to it. Mom kept making love to me with the toy, though.
I felt her fingers moving too. One hand held the toy, manipulating it inside me, but her other hand moved around and I felt her fingers touch my clit. This sent me to new places I had never been before. The sensations were too much and I felt myself starting to cum again. The explosion hit me, but I did not feel hardly anything come out. I fell back to the bed, wondering if I was out of juices.
My mom, realizing that I had cum, pulled the toy out and turned it off. She came up beside me and we kissed for a long while.
As we kissed, my mom on top of me, I wrapped my arms around her. I do not know what had come over me, but I was suddenly running my hands all over my mom's body. I felt her hips, her butt, and moved around to her boobs. I could tell that she was really enjoying me touching her. Mom rolled off of me to the bed. She spread her legs, inviting me in just as I had her. I accepted.
I kissed her all over. I sucked on my mom's big boobs for a while, loving how they felt. I used my fingers to rub her wet slit as I did it. Then I kissed down over her body and kissed her pussy. She tasted so good.
I used my fingers to push into her hole. She still felt so warm inside. Then I heard a now familiar noise. I looked up to find the source of the buzzing was my mom turning the toy back on. She handed it to me and I began touching her long slit with it.
Mom reached down with both hands and used her fingers to spread her lips apart, revealing her wet, open hole. I knew what she wanted. I aimed the tip of the toy at her and pushed it inside. I went slow at first, like she had me, but went much deeper into her.
"Fuck me, Baby" I heard my mom encourage me, so I started going faster and even deeper. I had almost the whole thing inside her. I, then, remembered what my mom had done to me. Instead of using my fingers, though, I leaned down and started sucking on my mom's big clit as I drove the toy in and out of her, hard. Suddenly my mom screamed out as I made her cum.
I pulled the toy out. I looked up at her, proud of myself for being able to give my mom so much pleasure. She smiled at me. We both got to our knees and kissed.
We kissed for a little bit until my mom moved out of the way. I fell forward onto the bed, flopping onto my stomach. I closed my eyes, thinking about how wonderful my day had been. I was so happy and so excited by everything I had learned. I was ready to fall asleep, thinking that I had the best half birthday ever, but then I felt something and heard the buzzing again. I realized that the learning and the excitement were not over yet.
I had wondered where my mom had gone, but did not think much about it. Now, though, as I left her get back into the bed and touch my legs, I turned over slightly, looking to see what was going on.
"No, no, Maggie, don't roll over" she said to me. I looked at her and realized she had a different toy now. It was smaller and thinner. She also had a tube in her hand. I instantly knew what was going to happen next. It scared me, but everything else up to that point that had scared me turned out to be amazing, so I was also excited.
Mom ran her hands between my legs. I spread them for her. Then she touched my butt. She squeezed each of my cheeks in her hands, rubbing them. I felt her pull my hips up slightly, so I raised my butt in the air for her. I felt my cheeks spread, cool air hitting my hole. Mom kept rubbing my butt.
Suddenly, I felt her lean down and lick me. She started at the very bottom, near my vagina, and licked all the way up to my tail bone and back again. It sent a shiver through me every time her tongue touched my hole. On the third pass, though, her tongue stopped there.
She began kissing my hole, her tongue licking it lightly. It was almost like she was making out with my butt. It felt wonderful. I felt her fingers lightly rubbing my pussy as she licked. Then her tongue slid into my hole.
I moaned very loudly as I felt my mom's tongue go into my butt. I could not believe she was licking me in such a dirty place. It felt so naughty and so good. But then she pulled away from me. Her tongue, though, was quickly replaced by her toy. I felt it vibrating on my hole. Then I felt a suddenly coolness. I realized that my mom had put some of her lubricant onto me. She was going to put the thing inside me.
I got myself ready. I raised my butt in the air higher, sticking it out for her. I heard my mom moan. I felt something go inside me. It went in and out a couple quick times. It was my mom's finger. She was getting me ready.
"Ready, Baby?" I heard Mom ask.
I nodded my head. It was all I could do. Then I felt her push. I tried to open myself up, letting it enter, and it did. The thin toy slid into my butt. The feeling was intense. I felt so full, but so amazing. The vibrations in my butt were different from in my pussy, but were still magical. The toy was probably barley inside, but it felt like it was all the way, then it went deeper.
I was nearly screaming as it went inside. Not out of pain, but from pleasure. Mom kept fucking me in the butt with the toy as I moaned and rolled on the bed. The longer it went though, I felt myself becoming more and more sore. Mom must have realized it too, because she slowly pulled the toy out of me. She turned it off and I collapsed to the bed.
"Wow, Honey, you did so good. I think that's enough anal for now though" I heard my mom say. I looked back at her, smiled, and nodded my head.
"Look how much you took, though" she said. It felt like I had taken the whole thing plus more inside, so I did wonder how much was really in me.
I looked back and saw my mom holding the toy. She indicated a spot on the toy where a ring of lube indicated how far it had gone. I was surprised to see that it her gone about half way. As I looked at the toy, though, I saw that there were also a few bits of my poop on the tip and the side. I was embarrassed at what I had done. I looked away quickly.
"What's wrong, Baby?" Mom asked.
"I made a mess" I replied into the pillow I was now buried in.
"What? This?" my mom asked. I turned my head back around. She was holding the toy, pointing to my poop.
"Yes" I said, ready to cry.
"No, this isn't a mess at all" she said, and gave me the biggest shock of the night. My mom took the toy and put it into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it and pulled it out, taking my poop and everything into her mouth. My jaw fell to the floor.
Then, my mom held the toy upright. She stuck out her tongue and licked my other bit of poop from the side. I saw it on her tongue for a moment before she closed her mouth and swallowed.
I was speechless. I could not believe what I had seen. I just stared at my mom.
"I told you earlier" my mom said, "the girls in our family share everything."
"But..." I began. "Even that?" I asked.
"Yes" my mom said, still rubbing my butt cheeks. "I bet you have to go, don't you?"
I did not know what to say. After everything else that had happened that day, I was surprised that I was so shocked by this. I knew that everything else had worked out amazingly, though, so I was pretty excited. I assumed that it was due to me being lubed up and fucked a few minutes ago, but my mom was right, I did need to go.
"Kinda" I said, meekly.
"I would love for you to give me the first of what I am sure will be many loads, my dear" my mom said.
At this latest statement by my mother, something inside me snapped. The pent up excited, confused, delighted, and wondrous feelings I had been having all day suddenly burst forth. I could no longer let my mom lead me down this path quietly. I looked back at me mom and said "This is all so fucking crazy!"
As soon as I said it, I realized I had just cussed in front of my mother. I thought I was going to be in big trouble, but that would have been the case the day before. Everything had changed that day. It was a new life for me. I still covered my mouth and mumbled that I was sorry to my mother.
My mom chuckled as she moved, letting me get up. "Don't be sorry, Baby" she said, "it is fucking crazy. And we are fucking, so you might as well call it what it is. Now get your hot little cunt over here, squat you ass over my face, and take a shit in my fucking mouth!"
"OH GOD!" I called. "This is all so fucking exciting!" I said as I moved around to my mom. She had laid down, making sure she was over the towel. I stood up on the bed and walked over to her. I put my feet on either side of her head and squatted down. I had to move forward a tad, to get the alignment just right and hold onto her bit tit for support, but soon I knew I had my freshly fucked ass hole directly over my mom's mouth. I could feel the lube still inside me, making my poop begin to slide out.
I looked back and watched as a long turd came out of my hole. My mom's mouth was open wide, ready for it. I saw her stick her tongue out, licking it as it slowly slid into her mouth. She closed her lips around it, and I squeezed my hole, cutting off the piece of shit. It stuck out of my mom's mouth a little bit. She looked into my eyes as she chewed it, sucked the rest into her mouth, and swallowed it. She opened her mouth again, and I saw there was nothing left. I knew, though, that she wanted more. I pushed and another piece came out. This one was longer and my mom used her hand to hold the part that she could not get into her mouth. She rubbed some of it onto her cheek, spreading the mess all around her mouth. She swallowed and as a final piece came out of my butt, my mom ate part and spread some on her chest. I was done, so I moved off of my mom and she sat up.
I looked at my mom, she was covered in my poop. She had spread it all over her face and boobs. "I can't believe we are doing this" I said.
"Believe it baby" mom said as she crawled toward me. Part of my thought I should move away, to not let her close to me, but I knew that part of me was wrong. The right thing to do, the thing I wanted to do, was to kiss her, and that is what I did. I met my mom half way, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her poop covered lips.
I could taste it. I knew what it was, and I licked it off my mom's lips willingly. She kissed my deeply, pushing my shit into my own mouth. We kissed for several moments. I could tell that the poop was rubbing off onto my face and chest.
Mom broke our kiss and asked "So, what do you think?"
"I like it" I said honestly. It tasted earthy and strong, but also a little sweet and not bad at all. "Different than I expected. I thought it would be nasty, but I like it!"
"Want some more?" Mom asked.
"Yes" I said and went to kiss her again, but she stopped me.
"No, Baby, that's not what I meant" Mom said to me. She moved away and turned around. She got down on the hands and knees with her butt facing me. I instantly knew what she meant. I was so excited.
I got down close to her back side. I was breathing heavy, so excited that I was trembling. I could not believe what I was about to see, what I was about to do. I could smell my mom, and knew she was ready. I was ready too.
I touched her butt, running my fingers up and down her crack. I watched her hole. It opened slightly then shut again. It opened once more and I knew she was pushing her poop out. At any moment I would see a piece of shit come out of my mom's butt hole.
I cupped my hands under her hole, ready to receive her gifts. My mom pushed again, and then suddenly I saw something poke out. It moved quickly from that point. The piece grew and grew until it fell out of her ass and into my hands. I looked at the piece of poop in my hands, mesmerized by the pure erotic naughtiness of what I was holding. As I looked at the piece in my hand, another smaller piece fell on top of it. My mom was still pooping.
One tiny piece more came out of her hole, and my mom was done. I now held her entire heavy load in my small hands. I brought it to my face, smelling it. It smelled so good. I moved it all to my left hand, using my right hand to pick up the small final piece.
Just as my mom was turning back toward me I was smearing her shirt on my chest, mixing it with my own. She smiled at me. Next I picked up the medium sized piece. My fingers trembled as I brought it to me mouth. With my mom watching I opened my mouth and put her poop inside, closing my lips and licking my fingers clean. I chewed her piece of shit and savored the earthy taste before swallowing it. I opened my mouth to my mom, showing her I had swallowed it.
"I love you" she said to me, coming closer.
"I love you, Mommy" I replied, still holding her larger piece of shit in my hand. She bent down and took a bite of it form my hand. I bit the other side, but as I brought it to my mouth my mom pushed my hand forward, smearing her crap over my face. Our hands, then, together, smeared it over my face, body, and finally, my pussy. I was covered, and I loved it.
For the next hour or so, Mom and I made love on the bed both covered in each other's poop. We rolled all around, licking each other, sucking each other, tasting each other. It did not take long for us to forget all about the towel designed to keep the bed clean, and we made a mess of the sheets. We did not care, though. Mom made me cum a few more times, and I her.
I had paid no attention to the time after we returned to the hotel room that evening, but as our poop covered orgy was winding down I realized I was extremely tired. It had been a long, eventful, exciting, sex filled day. Mom could tell I was ready for bed, and took me to the shower. We cleaned each other off, washing away all traces of shit that we found, and taking the opportunity to caress each other's bodies. Finally, though, we were both clean. We dried off and laid down to bed together. I fell asleep in my mother's loving arms.
I slept through the night, but awoke the next morning with sun pouring in through the window. I was awoken by my mother speaking.
"Oh yes, she is very sexy and it was very good" I heard her saying.
I sat up and looked around. I saw my mom at the end of the bed, talking on her cell phone.
"No, she can't wait to get home to you either" Mom said into the phone.
"Mom?" I asked, groggily.
My mom turned and saw that I was awake. "Oh she is up!" mom told the person on the phone. "Here, let's do a video call" she said, switching the call to video. After answering the video call, my mom turned her phone around, pointing the camera at me and showing me the screen.
"HI SIS!" I heard my sister's voice say, cheerfully. I looked at the screen and saw my sister looking at me. My mom had been talking to my sister.
"Hey" I replied.
"Oh fuck, Mom" my sister said. "She is hot. Look at her tiny little titties!"
I suddenly realized that I was naked. The blanket had fallen down, revealing my bare chest. I felt self-conscious and began to cover myself.
"No, Baby" my mom said, "don't cover up. Show your sister your hot little body. Make her eager for you to get home to her." My mom pulled the blanket completely off me.
I did my best to strike a sexy pose for my sister, hoping that she would want me when I did get home.
"You guys suck" my sister said, obviously looking at my body. "I should have come with you."
Mom turned her phone around, pointing it back at herself. "Now you know the rules" she said to my sister, "the first night is only mother and daughter. We will be home this evening, and she is all yours, provided you can find some way to get your father out of the house."
"Oh I'll figure something out, mom. I always do" My sister said. I wondered what that meant. I figured out that my sister found ways to get my dad to go away often so she and my mom could play together.
"Well, it looks like your sister is ready for some morning fucking, so we are going to go now" my mom said to my sister.
"So rude" was my sister's response.
"Oh, and one more thing" my mom said as she prepared to hang up the phone. "She squirts."
"WHAT!?" I heard my sister call just as my mom hung up the phone, tossing it into her bag.
My mom turned to me, we smiled at each other. I looked at her sexy, naked body. I was, indeed, ready for some morning fucking. I bit my lower lip in anticipation. "Well, I really have to pee. How about you?" she asked.
I thought for a moment, and then jumped out of the bed. "Yeah!" I said, excitedly. "And I'm really thirsty too!"
THE END
Thank you very much for reading and making it to the end. I hope you enjoyed and once again, please consider sending comments to scott_winslow2135@yahoo.com. Obviously, there are ways for me to continue this story into the future, but as I have never written something like this before and I do not know how it will be received, I will hold off on thinking about a sequel until I have heard from the public.