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Sarah F/f incest pedo
by Samara.
It all began late one night whilst my husband, Pete was away on a
long
distance trip. Pete's job as a truck driver often takes him away for
several weeks at a time, and at that time he was on his way back from
Italy.
I miss him when he's away. I've always been a highly sexed woman and
found Pete's long absences hard to bear. Of course, when he's home, a
lot
of our time together is spent between the sheets. During the long
frustrating nights of his absence, I try to satisfy the strong sexual
urges
that rage through me like a forest fire, by masturbation.
The night this story began, I was on my bed, eyes closed, naked,
fingers
rapidly rubbing my clit, the first of several orgasms I hoped to have
that
evening about to strike. I opened my eyes as the orgasm began and
noticed
a shadow standing by the bedroom door.
I froze. That shadow was my daughter, Sarah. The shock of discovery
caused my heart to skip a beat. My orgasm died to a dull unsatisfactory
ache.
For a few brief seconds, Sarah and I stared at each other. She stood
with one hand holding up the hem of her nightie and the other hand was
tucked under the waist band of her 'Minnie Mouse' knickers. The look of
shock on her face must have been a mirror of my own. Seconds passed,
then
suddenly she turned and fled, the patter of tiny feet the only evidence
she
had been there at all.
"Oh fuck!" I cursed under my breath. Sarah, my only child, was just
eight years old. She was young and innocent. I couldn't imagine what
she
thought I had been doing. The sound of muffled crying drifted from her
room. I had some explaining to do!
I covered my nakedness with a bathrobe and entered my daughters
bedroom.
"Sarah!" I called softly. The sobbing had reduced to sniffles, but she
stayed hidden under her duvet. I sat on the edge of her bed and stroked
the lump where her head should be. "Sarah!" I tried again, but still no
response.
Her teddy bear lay discarded on the floor, so I picked it up and
tried a
different approach. "Grumble wants to know why your crying." I placed
the
bear on her pillow. Suddenly Sarah's hand flew out from the duvet,
snatched Grumble and dragged him into hiding.
"Sarah, come on sweetheart, time to talk to mummy." I gently pulled
the
duvet off her head. Two tear stained eyes stared back at me through a
few
loose strand of dark hair. I brushed them aside and tenderly stroked
her
cheek.
Suddenly she sat up, throwing her arms around me. "I'm sorry mummy,"
she mumbled into my neck, "I didn't mean to watch."
"That's all right sweetheart, I didn't mind." I soothed.
"Why were you doing that mummy." Sarah sat back and looked me in the
eyes, a frown creasing her forehead.
"Well...er, it feels nice, and when daddy isn't here to...er cuddle
me,
I can do that instead." It was a lame explanation, but it was the best I
could come up with at such short notice.
"Is that what sex is?" She said as she snuggled into my arms.
"Yes, sort of. Its something you can do by yourself, umm...instead
of
sex."
"Do you and daddy do sex?"
"Yes...yes we do." I chuckled.
"Is it the same as what I saw you doing? I mean, does it feel the
same?"
"No, its not the same, but what I was doing makes you feel all nice
inside just like sex does."
"What happens when you do sex?" Sarah asked.
I hadn't planned to enlighten her on this subject for at least a
couple
of years, though I'd promised myself that when the time came I would
tell
her the whole, unvarnished truth. Well they say there's no time like
the
present, I'd just have to tell it without any preparation.
I began explaining the differences between male and female anatomy,
not
too difficult a task as she has seen her dad strolling about the house
in
the nude. I told her about the mechanics of sex, emphasising the
loving,
pleasurable aspect of copulation. The lesson continued for fifteen to
twenty minutes. Sarah asked questions when she didn't understand what I
was trying to explain, and I tried to make my explanations clearer.
Eventually, I'm not sure how, we were discussing the mechanics of
masturbation. I was trying to explain what a clitoris is and how, when
stimulated correctly it can give a girl a great deal of pleasure. Sarah
was interested in this, and wanted to know where it was and why didn't
she
have one.
"You have got one," I explained, "Its quite small, so you probably
haven't noticed it yet." I remembered her having her hand down her
knickers
earlier as she watched me. I asked her what she had felt.
"It's a sort of nice itchy feeling." She told me, her cheeks turning
red. She was probably feeling sexual stirrings between her thighs and
had
been trying to encourage it without knowing what she was doing.
"That nice feeling comes from your clitoris and it gets nicer when
you
rub it." I explained.
Sarah suddenly pulled her knickers down and opened her legs to look
at
her pussy. I've seen her pussy a million times over the past eight
years
of her life, but never in a sexual way. Maybe it was all the talk of
sex,
maybe it was the fact that I was still sexually charged from
masturbating
earlier, but the sight of her smooth delicate virginal cunt sparked an
instant orgasm between my own legs.
"Where is my clitis mummy?" she asked.
It was a few seconds before I had sufficient control over my voice to
reply. "It's called a clitoris, sweetheart. Most girls call it a clit
for
short. If you pull your lips open, you'll see it hiding between them."
Sarah raised her eyebrows at me. "My lips?"
"Yes." I reached between her thighs to touch her hairless cunt.
"These
are really called labia, but it means lips." I gently parted them for
her.
"See, your clit is that tiny fold of flesh above your vagina."
"Where? I can't see it." She stared intently between her legs.
"It's here." I said, placing a finger on her clit and giving it a
little
rub.
Sarah drew a deep breath and pushed her cunt against my finger. This
evidence of her sexual arousal excited me, I can't explain why. I've
never
had any lesbian feelings in the past, and there were shades of incest
and
pedophilia here too. Suddenly, all my concerns over these taboos didn't
matter, I wanted Sarah to experience an orgasm.
"Wow! That feels nice." Sarah smiled.
"Good, it's supposed to." I continued stimulating her. "The nice
feeling gets better and better until you get an orgasm."
"What's that like mummy? Will I get one?"
"It's like it feels now, only ten times better. I'm not sure if you
can
have one," I replied, "you might still be too young. How would you like
give it a good try though?"
Sarah nodded enthusiastically, a big smile lit her face.
I rubbed he little clit with a circular motion, then eased my finger
a
short way into her virgin cunt as far as her hymen. My own pussy was
aching for attention so I used my free hand on myself. Sarah watched my
movements with interest.
"I'm going to do something you might find a little strange
sweetheart,
but its something daddy likes to do to me and it never fails to give me
an
orgasm."
An expression of puzzlement crossed her elfin face as I changed
position, laying her down on the bed and pulling her knickers off. I
knelt
next to the bed, opened her legs and lowered my mouth to her cunt.
Sarah
gasped with surprise and as I ran my tongue along the length of her
pussy
crack, then I sucked her soft puffy lips into my mouth.
This was the first time I had ever tasted another cunt, the first
time I
had engaged in any kind of lesbian sex and I was loving it. The fact
that
it was my eight year old daughter's cunt I was eating didn't trouble
me. I
was experiencing such an incredible sexual high that my own pussy was
pulsating with a continuous orgasm.
Sarah was soon wriggling her hips, pushing her pussy onto my face. I
began rapidly flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue, something
Pete
does for me that drives me wild. Sarah's breathing quickened and she
groaned with pleasure. Suddenly she tensed and arched her back, gasping
"Ooooh!" After a few seconds, her first orgasm was over and she relaxed,
panting for air.
I climbed on the bed next to her, holding her in my arms. "What was
that like then, little one?" I asked, kissing her forehead.
"Wow!" she laughed. "That was really nice mummy. Was that a... a
ogre
sam?"
"An orgasm. Yes, I think it probably was." I explained. "Just a
little
one though, it didn't last very long." My cunt was still humming.
Subconsciously, my hand slipped between my thighs, fingers teasing my
clit
and easing into my moist pussy hole.
Sarah noticed however, and she wriggled out of my arms. "Mummy, can
I
do that to you?" She asked eagerly. Her hand slipped between my legs,
but
found my hand guarding my sex.
"I don't think so sweetheart, you've learnt more than you should have
at
your age." I smiled.
"Oh please mummy! I want to." She insisted, trying to pull my hand
away
from my cunt.
"Sarah, you really shouldn't." Though my mind was being sensible, my
body craved sex. The thought of Sarah stimulating my climax was
seriously
undermining my resolve.
"Oh mummy! I want to make you feel all nice too." She slipped her
hand
back between my thighs.
I wasn't prepared for it and she successfully grabbed a handful of
slick
sensual pussy lips. I moved to pull her hand away again but the feel of
her fingers inexpertly rummaging in my cunt was electrifying. Instead
of
removing her hand, I held her there while I took a few deep breaths in a
futile attempt to regain control. "Ok...ok!" I gasped, finally giving
up
the struggle. "Let me show you how to do it then."
I guided her fingers to my clit and showed her how to stimulate me.
I
taught her to slip two of her fingers inside my cunt, to curl them up
and
stimulate my 'G' spot. Then I lay back to enjoy the fantastic sensation
of
my daughter finger fucking me. My pussy was in a state of almost
constant
orgasm, pulse after pulse of orgasmic pleasure swept over me.
Suddenly, the sensations between my legs changed. I looked down to
see
Sarah's face pressed up against my pubic hair, her little tongue lapping
at
my cunt like a puppy laps a bowl of water. "No Sarah! Not that." I
gasped. But even as I spoke my legs opened wider and my bum lifted off
the
bed, pressing my cunt against her elfin face.
At last an orgasmic explosion hit with unbelievable force. "Oh god,
Sarah! Don't." I groaned as I placed my hand on the back of her head,
holding her face in place as I rubbed my cunt against her mouth.
Finally, my body stopped jerking and I lay back on the bed totally
exhausted. Sarah crawled up to lie half on top of me. I barely had the
strength to wrap my arms around her as we rested together. We both
drifted
off to sleep.
Kids wake up early. Sarah is no exception to that rule. She told me
later she had tried masturbating herself, lying next to me while I
slept,
and had given herself an orgasm. I woke some time late feeling little
fingers stroking my pussy. Briefly I thought it was Pete, then memories
of
the previous night came flooding back.
I lay quietly, eyes closed, enjoying the sensations my little
sweetheart's amateur fumbling in my cunt were creating. She wasn't
trying
to stimulate me, it was more like an exploration. Sarah was examining
my
pussy, perhaps comparing the differences between my cunt and her own.
Sarah rubbed my clit and it stiffened and popped out from under its
protective hood. I heard her giggle at the sight. It was getting
difficult keep still, to keep up the pretence I was still asleep. Her
little fingers pushed into my cunt hole, experimentally feeling around
inside. My body responded, my thighs snapped shut trapping her fingers
in
me and my hips pushed longingly against her.
I opened my eyes. There was a look of shock and guilt on her elfin
face. I smiled reassuringly at her, stroking her hair. "It's OK
sweetie,
that feels really nice."
Sarah smiled back, shuffling down between my legs to lick my pussy.
Her
efforts were amateurish and sweet but still stimulating. "Sarah,
remember
I showed you how to tickle my clit last night?" I asked.
She nodded, her little eyes smiling at me through my pubic hair.
"Use your tongue like you did with your fingers." I urged.
She did as she was asked, licking my clit with the tip of her tongue,
rolling it round and round. I groaned with pleasure. "Suck it into
your
mouth, suck my clit darling." I moaned. Sarah sucked me gently, driving
me
wild, but I needed more. "Harder my love, suck me harder....Aaaagh yes!
That's it!"
Her little fingers were still in my cunt hole, but she wasn't moving
them. My cunt juice flooded from me, coating her hand with slick oil.
"Mmmmm....move your fingers Sarah," I panted, "fuck me with your
fingers."
She had two fingers fucking me but her fingers are only short, I needed
more. "More....put more fingers in." I urged. "Push them all in!"
Sarah tried but could only push them as far as her knuckles. It felt
good, really good. I pushed my cunt against her and felt my pussy
stretch,
trying to accommodate the width of her fist. Small though her hand is,
its
still thicker than Pete's cock. I loved the feeling of a large object
forcing its way into my pussy reminding me of the day I lost my
virginity.
I pushed harder, rocking my hips repeatedly against Sarah's fist.
Slowly her hand was drawn into my cunt, the walls of my pussy stretching
to
let her in. Suddenly her fist was in, sinking quickly up to Sarah's
wrist,
surprising her. She stopped pushing and stared up at me, a look of
concern
on her face.
"Aaaarrrgh....yes." I panted. "That's great....keep fucking me
sweetheart....its OK!"
She began moving her fist again. Gently at first, then harder and
deeper as I urged her on, reassuring her I loved what she was doing.
She
was a tight fit, filling me completely. Her wrist slid inside followed
by
two to three inches of her slender arm until I could feel her fist
pressing
against my cervix.
The pace quickened as my orgasm approached. Sarah pumped her arm in
and
out faster at my urging. Suddenly I came. Huge waves of pleasure
crashed
throughout my body, my thighs clamped onto Sarah's arm and my cunt
rippled
and quivered around her fist. Finally, after a seemingly endless high,
it
was over. I sighed with pleasure.
Sarah withdrew her arm from my pussy and crawled up to snuggle next
to
me, a look of puzzlement at what had just occurred on her face. I had
some
more explaining to do!
We talked for some time. I tried to reassure her that what I had got
her to do to me was very enjoyable, that using your fingers, your hand
or
some other object such as a hairbrush handle, carrot or banana in your
pussy simulates the feeling you would get from having sex with a man.
As we talked I stroked her bottom. I ran my fingers between her
legs,
caressing her hairless mons and damp pussy lips. Sarah squirmed with
pleasure as I rubbed her tiny clit. My finger slid easily into her
moist
cunt.
"Mummy, will I be able to push things inside me?" She whispered
huskily.
"Yes my love, you will. You'll have to be careful at first, just
using
your finger so you don't hurt yourself. You can try other things later,
and I'll be here to help you anyway."
Sarah was moving her hips in opposition to my caresses and moaning
softly. I changed position, sliding down the bed to suck her pussy for
the
second time. After liberally licking her cunt lips and mons, I
concentrated on her clit, sucking hard and making her gasp.
I pushed my finger into her cunt rubbing her inside in little
circles,
pressing her hymen. As her body stiffened an spasmed in orgasm, I drove
my
finger deep into her cunt, taking her cherry.
She gasped and shuddered, her spasm's became more rapid as she rode
my
finger. At last her climax eased and she slowly relaxed. Her whole
body
was flushed from the exertion. I lay beside my daughter, taking her in
my
arms and cuddled her closely. We kissed passionately, long lovers
kisses,
our tongues entwined.
I knew I would not feel lonely and sexually frustrated anymore when
Pete
went away.
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Samara