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Subject: {ASS} {RP} Entry for July 6, 2009 - 
Continuing My Introduction to Our Family {Julie_Love} 
{M+ F+ m f g+ b+ inc ped bi cons}  2010/03/30



STANDARD DISCLAIMER
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   The material herein is fictional and is intended as
ADULT entertainment. It contains material of an
adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. It contains themes of
incest and underage sexual activities. If you are
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sexually explicit content or language, please DO NOT 
read any further. All characters in the story are
fictitious; any similarity to any persons, places,
individuals or situations is purely coincidental.
The author does not necessarily condone nor endorse
any of the activities described in this story. 

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   (The original source for this story was from the 
original Yahoo Blog written by Julie. It has been 
updated with comments throughout to provide the 
reader with added information which was not allowed 
in the Yahoo environment.  Please enjoy the story.)   
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In my last entry I started to provide you with some of 
my background. I had briefly mentioned that Jen and I 
had started a sexual relationship when she was 9.  I 
should tell you a little more about that.  Its not 
quite like it happened in one fell swoop.  Our 
relationship changed over the course of several 
months, in fact many years of pre-conditioning 
ourselves. First off, we were nudists.  We saw each 
other naked all the time and other people as well.  
When we moved out to Vancouver, we continued being 
nudists in our home and would strip off our clothes 
when we got home.  Nudity was not anything unusual. 

I had started sleep-sharing when my daughter Jen was a 
baby.  I was a young mom of 16 and I had Jen's 
bassinet in my bedroom.  If she so much as moved I was 
awake and up right away.  But being a teenager still I 
soon gave up (sleep was so much better) and just kept 
her with me in the bed. If she needed to feed I would 
pull her to me and she would nestle right in and feed.  
I did have lots of leakage so most times I'd wake up 
with wet sheets.  I soon learned to cover the mattress 
with a rubber cover then a mattress pad, a bottom 
sheet, a flannel sheet, then a top sheet and finally
a quilt or comforter.  I even rolled up a blanket into 
a tube and placed that on the other side of Jen so she 
wouldn't roll out of the bed.  At the time I didn't 
know about the name - sleep sharing - I just thought 
it was a great idea that worked well for me.  In time 
Jen did have her own bed, but many mornings she'd be 
back in my bed with me and cuddled up in my arms. When 
I graduated from University and moved to Vancouver for 
my first job, Jen was sleeping more in my bed than in 
her own.  The only time she would sleep in her own bed 
was when I had a date night because I had a baby 
sitter stay with her. 

Over time I got to be very comfortable with her being 
in the bed with me. I'd even got to masturbating 
myself while she slept.  I didn't do that every night 
but there were mornings before I would have to get up 
that I'd find myself fondling my breasts and my vulva 
and eventually giving myself a nice comforting orgasm.  
It is such a perfect way to start the day.

Well, one Saturday morning in February about 2 weeks 
after Jens 9th birthday, I must have been a little 
later than usual.  I was laying flat on the bed with 
both knees up and spread.  I had one hand caressing my 
breasts and the other moving up and down my body.  I 
would rub my fingers along my labia, slip them inside 
me getting the fingertips wet then slip the fingers 
around and around my clitoris.  I was feeling pretty 
horny and I was very wet and sloppy.  I would take my 
fingers off me and slip my fingers into my mouth to 
savour my own natural flavours.  I'd then return my 
hand to my pussy after a brief stop to tweak my 
nipples.  I had been doing this for probably 20 
minutes working myself up to having a wonderful 
orgasm.  I had my eyes closed and was working the pads 
of my index and middle fingers faster and faster 
across my clitoris and was almost to my orgasm when I 
felt a hand on my breast.

   My eyes flashed open, I screamed and by instinct 
almost hit the hand when I realized it was Jen.  She 
was looking at my face, her eyes wide open and looking 
so scared and shocked.  She was almost in tears.  I 
immediately turned towards her and pulled her against 
me, holding her tightly against my chest and hugging 
her while rubbing her naked back with one hand.  I 
talked to her gently and softly.  I told her that she 
was OK and that I was OK.  Once we had both calmed 
down some more, I told her that I wasn't mad at her at 
all, just surprised.  Jens head was resting on my arm 
with her face snuggled into my right breast, she 
turned her head upward and looked up at my face.  I 
knew she wanted to ask me something but wasn't quite 
sure how to start.  So I started and I asked her how 
much she'd seen.  She put her head back into my chest 
and quietly said that she'd been watching for about 3 
weeks.  She turned her head back to look at me and 
asked if I was mad about that.  I told her that I was 
not mad.  After about a minute of me rubbing her back 
and she snuggled into my right breast she asked me why 
I was rubbing myself between my legs because when she 
did it she didn't feel anything.  I told her that I 
was trying to give myself and orgasm and that having 
an orgasm takes some time to learn but once you do, it 
is wonderful. 


   I had always talked with Jen in the same manner as 
my mom had talked with me.  We shared.  I treated her 
with respect and she learned to do that with me.  We 
talked, listened to each other and I would answer all 
her questions as best I could trying to make sure I 
wasn't telling her at a level that was way over her 
capability to understand.  We developed a strong 
mother-daughter bond that lasts to this day and will 
continue forever.  This openness gave us the 
confidence to have very open and frank discussions 
about sex, orgasms and body parts.  

   We moved ourselves up in the bed so that I could 
lay more upright with my back up against the head 
board of the bed.  I scrunched my pillow to support my 
back and Jen snuggled back into my right arm.  She 
placed her head more on my upper arm this time so she 
could look up at me.  Her right arm was resting on my 
tummy while my right arm gently rubbed her back 
sometimes going as low to touch and rub her cute 
bottom.  While I held Jen we talked.  She asked me 
questions and I would give her straight answers. She 
asked me about my nipples and why I pulled them.  I 
told her that when I was aroused that my nipples would 
get very sensitive, stiff and that touching them and 
eventually pulling them made the feelings very good.  
I remember that her hand moved a little but she kept 
it on my tummy.  Now I realize that she wanted to see 
what my nipples felt like.  She asked about where I 
was rubbing myself between my legs because she 
couldn't quite see. I had her sit up and I lifted my 
left leg to expose my vulva.  Using my left hand I 
touched my labia asking her if she remembered the 
names of the parts of the body.  She responded with 
the word labia.  I smiled and said she had a good 
memory.  Then I continued with my lesson touching 
myself and she responding with the correct names.  I 
told her that when I was stimulated I would get wet 
inside my vagina and that if I used my wetness on my 
fingertips that rubbing my clitoris would feel nicer.  
She was happy with that discussion for that morning.  
She announced that she was hungry and  bounced out of 
bed.  I remember wishing that I could continue my own 
lessons myself but her banging around in the kitchen 
got me up and moving.  

   In the weeks that followed we got into more 
discussions which eventually lead to us touching each 
other and then ourselves.  We got to the point of 
masturbating while in bed together.  She'd watch me 
and copy what I did.  I have to admit that I did love 
to watch her jill off.  We even congratulated each 
other when we had our orgasms.  Before too long, she 
and I got to helping each other.  I would show her how 
to place her fingers better.  Maybe provide some 
lubrication to help her.  Before I realized it we'd 
started to finger each other, give each other kisses 
and well I realized the first time that I licked her 
clitoris that we'd reached a turning point. We talked 
about what we were doing and even though she was only 
9, I new she was more mature at that age than her 
other friends.  We never stopped nor did I feel that 
what we were doing was wrong.  It just simply felt 
natural and good.  

   Today we are still having our mom and daughter 
times.  I do miss her when she is away at university 
but when she returns home we do have our mom/daughter 
play times with the approval of my family who knows we 
need to reacquaint ourselves.  

   I hope that this writing is interesting to you and 
I welcome your comments.   
 
Julie (horny mom) 
www.asstr.org/~julie_love/

dated created 2009/07/06 - last updated 2010/03/30  

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