Path: not-for-mail
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.erotic
Subject: incest story: "My Daughter"                                                                                        6317
From: Incestor <familyincest@graffiti.net>
Lines: 116
Message-ID: <ZqbZj.365241$i_6.123344@fe06.news.easynews.com>
X-Complaints-To: abuse@easynews.com
Organization: EasyNews, UseNet made Easy!
X-Complaints-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly.
Date: Thu, 22 May 2008 09:56:10 +0000
Bytes: 6985

===================

http://www.incesttabooo.com/taboo.html

My Daughter

By Barbara

She walked into the room.  Wow, I thought.  Leslie, my daughter, was a
real knockout.  Her 34D breasts jiggled under her low-cut, tight  top,
and I could see she was not wearing a bra.  On her bottom, she had  on
a mini-skirt that gave me a clear view of her g-string panties if  she
so much as leaned forward.  No, I thought to myself.   Ever  since  my
daughter had found out I was a lesbian, she begged me to let her  fuck
me.  But I resisted.  I was not the sort  of  person  who  does  that.
Incest was not an option.  So, Leslie had been trying to fuck  me  and
had been resisting.  But now, Leslie was on the verge of winning.

Three days ago, someone accessed my bank account and took  all  of  my
money.  The cops caught him yesterday, but they couldn't give  me  the
money without a court order, and I had no  money  to  pay  rent.   So,
Leslie and I had to move into this small, run-down apartment  until  I
got my salary.  There was only one bedroom with room for one bed, and,
to make matters worse, there was only enough hot water for one shower.
This meant that Leslie and I had to share a bed and a shower (we  both
had important business the next day and needed showers) and not fuck.

"Still sure you don't want to-" Leslie asked.

"Yes," I said, not revealing my secret desire to fuck her brains out.

"OK."  Leslie turned away from me and walked towards a heater vent.

"Hmm, this looks clogged," Leslie said to herself, and  bent  over  to
inspect it.  I almost came right there.  Her g-string had been  pushed
to the side, and I saw her wet pink cunt.  Instinctively,  I  slid  my
hand down my dress and into my own panties, and slid my fingers in and
out of my pussy.

"There we go!"  Leslie clapped her  hands  with  satisfaction  as  she
cleared the vent.  I promptly removed my hand from my pussy and  wiped
the juices on the back of my dress.

"Let's have dinner," I offered, and we  both  went  into  the  kitchen
section of the room.

During dinner, Leslie did her utmost to seduce me.  She  arranged  her
top so I could see the tops of her areolas, and her stiff nipples  had
a visible effect on her shirt.  When she  sat  down,  she  lifted  her
skirt to give me a clear view of her wet pussy.

"Wow!"  Leslie exclaimed, "that was a great dinner.  Mom, we both have
to get up early, let's take a shower and hit the  sack."   Oh,  no,  I
thought, my mind racing for an excuse.

"OK," I finally gave in, and we marched into the small bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, we both stripped.  I  was  amazed  at  how  much
beauty I had been refusing.  Leslie just glanced at my  evidently  wet
pussy and smiled.

"Oh, Mom, I forgot to tell you.  I've got to milk both my boobs in the
shower if I am going to have them ready for my 'meeting'  at  Joan's,"
Leslie lied.  Damn it!  Leslie knew I loved the milk of another woman.
Well, it's just a matter of time.  We got into the shower.  I took the
right side and Leslie took the left.  I immediately turned to the wall
and began  washing  myself.   Leslie  did  the  same.   About  halfway
through, I heard Leslie stop scrubbing, pick up a container, and start
milking one of her boobs.  I held my breath as  I  silently  came.   I
wiped my pussy, pretending to be washing, and cleaned  up  my  juices.
Amazingly, I actually managed not to get fucked in the shower.  I  was
out of the shower, pondering my good luck, when Leslie said it.

"Say, Mom, don't we need to wash and dry our  clothes  for  tomorrow?"
Oh no, I thought.  She's right, we can't wear dirty clothes  tomorrow,
and we have nothing to sleep in.  Oh  well,  I  guess  we're  sleeping
nude.  I put the clothes in the washer/dryer and started it.   Then  I
went back to Leslie and said, "You go to sleep,  I  need  to  use  the
john."  Leslie took her purse and walked into the bedroom.

I closed the bathroom door, my breathing heavy.   Almost  immediately,
an orgasm rocked my body, my pussy dripping.  Needing more, I moved my
fingers in and out of my pussy, and fondled one of my breasts.  Then I
saw the jar that Leslie had used to hold her milk.  The milk was still
in it.  I had an idea.  I poured the milk into my pussy and let it mix
with my juices as I fondled my breasts.  When I came I was careful  to
catch the mixture in the jar, and, without thinking,  drank  it  down.
Damn that tasted good!  Deciding that was  enough,  I  went  into  the
bedroom, snuggled close to Leslie, and went to sleep.

The next part of the evening I can only guess about from  the  results
and Leslie's account of the evening.  Leslie  took  out  her  modified
double ended dildo.  The dildo  was  not  normal.   It  had  a  tunnel
through the middle that pumped pussy juices through.  Leslie stuck one
end into her pussy and then waited for me to fall into a  deep  sleep.
When I was in a deep sleep Leslie took some of her milk that  she  had
saved and poured it into the dildo.  Then, she  started  to  fuck  me,
pumping her juices and milk deep into my snatch.  We  both  came  many
times without me waking up.  After her third orgasm, she got on top of
me and continued to fuck me.  That was when I woke up.

"Huh...  Leslie?!  No!  Yes!   Oh  Yes!   Yessss!!!"   Another  orgasm
rocked my body.  When I woke up Leslie was  a  little  surprised,  but
then, all of a sudden, milk  started  flowing  out  of  her  tits.   I
eagerly drank the milk  up.   After  about  three  hours  of  orgasms,
pussy-licking, and lactation, we fell asleep.

The next morning when I woke up Leslie had already eaten breakfast.  I
went to the washer/dryer and put on my clothes.  When  I  returned  to
the kitchen area, I got out the milk, and Leslie  said,  "No,  let  me
feed you."  Leslie then took off her shirt and pushed me into her tit.
As I drank Leslie's milk, I took off  my  panties.   We  both  started
masturbating one another as I drank.  When I had my fill, she put  her
shirt on and we left for work.  Tonight's gonna be hot, I thought...

END

Taboo of INCEST >  http://www.incesttabooo.com/taboo.html
    

20080522095610