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Subject: {ASSM} "Mom"  by  deirdre  (Ff, D/s, bdsm, incest)
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Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2006 23:10:01 -0400
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Mom

By deirdre

Ff, D/s, bdsm, incest

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by her, in
alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." 

Now that we're in the 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest," enjoy some more
of the originals! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Another ever-so-close-to-being-incestuous story.

Disclaimer: this is not reality; it is a string of words. The author
does not wish to live out the experiences described. The author does
not wish anyone to live out the experiences described. If you lack the
maturity to grasp this disclaimer, then under no circumstances read
this story without the express permission and guidance of someone more
mature. -- deirdre

Mom by deirdre

Rachel, who lives next door, would do things that I would never do. And
sometimes she gets me to do them too. One evening we were in her room
and her mom was out and she got this grin on her face and started
speaking more quietly, and I knew she had some idea that was going to
get us in trouble. She told me to follow her and took me to her mom's
room. She opened the drawer of her mom's nightstand and pulled out a
"Playgirl" magazine! She started showing me pictures and my jaw dropped
with astonishment; I was innocent in those days. Then she said we
should masturbate looking at the pictures! I'd never masturbated in my
life, and couldn't believe she'd just come out and suggest such a
thing. I told her it was wrong and that we'd get in big trouble. She
told me that guys do it all the time, and they love to do it while
looking at pictures. I didn't believe her, which goes to show how
innocent I was. She started telling me about how there were more men's
magazines like this than women's and that guys really got turned on by
pictures and she said that was why such magazines sold so well. And she
said we "women" deserved just as much as men.

She also told me we wouldn't get caught because her mom was gone for
the evening and who would ever know? What would it hurt? Well, there is
no stopping Rachel when she gets an idea, so soon I was going along
with her. She opened it up to this picture of a guy-- he had this
really cute smile and this great body and, well, I'm still embarrassed
to go into detail. She laid the magazine open on the bed, and then
unsnapped her jeans and grinned at me. I knew she was waiting to see if
I'd take off my jeans. Soon we were both inching them down, and in a
couple of minutes, we each were nude from the waste down. She turned on
the radio and sat on the bed next to the picture, and started fingering
herself. She was telling me to come on, so I sat on the other side of
the picture, and put my hand to my crotch and nervously glanced at her
and at the picture.

"Come on, touch yourself," she said, "like you do when you're alone."

It's funny but I didn't want to admit to Rachel that I'd never done it
before. I started rubbing a little. I felt more embarrassed than
anything. Rachel was rubbing herself more, and had a strange look on
her face. I noticed she was breathing a little funny. She glanced at
me, and stopped.

"You're not really doing it, come on, we have to do it together or it's
not fair."

"I'm doing it," I said. I wasn't sure what I was doing and was sure I
wasn't doing it right.

"Together now," she said, and started rubbing herself some more. Her
breathing became more pronounced and I found myself staring,
fascinated. When I realized I was, I quickly looked back at the
picture. I started rubbing again, but still all I felt was weird to be
there with Rachel like that.

"What is going on here!"

Rachel's mom was in the doorway, with a look of shock on her face.
"Rachel, to your room, this instant!" Rachel was up in a second,
grabbing her clothes and running out of the room. I sat there stunned.
Rachel's mom walked into the room. "You nasty girls! You two have done
some bad things, but I can't *believe* you did this!" My mind started
functioning again and I thought about Mom! That thought woke me up!

"I'm sorry. Are you going to tell my Mom?" I was shaking with fear and
my voice was wobbly. "Please! Please don't tell my Mom!" I was crying
openly. "I didn't mean to...I never did this before. I promise..."

Rachel's mom's face made me stop. She looked like she had seen a ghost.
She was looking right through me and I moved, leaving her staring into
space. I looked for my clothes--the only thing I saw were Rachel's
jeans which I would never fit into.

"I promise I'll never do it again. Could you please just not tell my
Mom?" That look in her face somehow shook me out of my tears, but I was
still pleading.

"I'm sorry," she finally said. I wasn't sure I heard her right. "Here I
want to do the right thing," her voice was just an echo, almost as if
she were talking to herself, "and I force you to lie. I'm turning you
into a little hypocrite."

I was confused. "I mean it. You won't tell my mom?"

"You don't have to lie...please don't lie...I won't tell your mom."

"I'm not lying!"

"I meant about masturbating. You don't have to tell me you never
masturbate."

"I never did that before! Honest!"

"I won't tell your mom. I said I wouldn't. Really you've never
masturbated?"

"No."

"But, don't you get... frustrated? Don't you ever think about sex? Or
long for it?"

"Well, yes, I think about it sometimes. I think about guys."

"It's really normal to masturbate, especially at your age. I wish I
hadn't caught you girls, but I shouldn't yell at you. Do you really
mean it? You never masturbate? I won't tell your mom or berate you."

"No, I never did."

"But you have felt frustrated."

I paused. "Yes," I finally said.

"Well, it's really the best thing... how come you never do it?"

"I guess I really don't know how."

She sat on the bed thinking for a minute. "You really ought to know
how. I'll show you."

"Show me?" I was definitely nervous. I wanted to tell her to forget it
and to leave, but I guess I'd always been too respectful to defy an
adult like that.

"Have you ever come? Had an orgasm?"

"N... no."

"Lie back on the bed." She approached me. "Come on, do it. This will be
alright. You shouldn't go through life frustrated."

I lay back, and she approached my legs. "Don't worry," she said and she
put her hand on my crotch. "Just relax," she added, "you're stiff as a
board!" She started stroking my sex up and down, gently. Then she put
her fingers in her mouth and put them back and I felt their wetness. I
was still nervous.

"Try and relax. Relax your shoulders first." I did my best. One by one,
she had me relax different parts of my body, and soon I was laying
there, much more relaxed. "Just think about the feeling in your cunt,"
she said as she continued her gentle rubbing. I realized it felt
wonderful.

"Do you think you could do this?" she asked.

"I... I guess so," I stammered.

"I'll do it a little more--you're still nervous. Just relax, and
think... think about boys! Is there a boy you like?"

"N... no."

"Oh, I'm sure there is some boy you'd like to notice you." She still
rubbed me ever so softly. It felt heavenly! "You aren't responding very
much," she added. "Sometimes guys use their tongue on you. Girls like
that."

I didn't understand what she was talking about. Then she leaned down
and kissed me right on my cunt! I was so shocked! I'd never heard of
such a thing! Then she started licking my cunt. It was like an electric
shock went through my body! Suddenly I was feeling things I had only
imagined and I knew what it was that Rachel had been feeling when she
was breathing so hard! She just kept licking and my breathing started
getting rough and loud! That feeling just grew and grew and I could
hardly stand it anymore! I never knew such feelings could exist! And
still it grew and grew! I was throwing my head back and forth, and I
noticed Rachel standing in the doorway watching us! She had this evil
little smile on her face. But I was too far gone to do anything about
it. Finally I let out a groan and my whole body shook. I hardly
remember right after that moment, but when I finally became aware of
things, Rachel's mom was sitting there, smiling at me. Rachel was gone
from sight.

"Your first orgasm and I bet you enjoyed it!" she said. Boy was that an
understatement. She said I'd better go home now and after she got my
jeans back, I put them on and left. That night, I just lay in bed
thinking about that orgasm. And the next day in school, when I looked
at the guys, and the girls too, and all the teachers, and everybody, I
just thought about that orgasm and what people feel when they have sex.
I felt like I'd never really known why people did a lot of the things
that they did! And I looked at some of the guys that I liked and
thought about having that feeling with them.

A couple of nights later, as I lay in bed, I tried rubbing myself. I
felt I really didn't know how and I tried licking my finger like
Rachel's mom had done. Still, I didn't feel like I knew what I was
doing.

I was stopping to see Rachel and her mom asked me if I had been
masturbating. She had this little grin on her face. I almost said no,
and then I told her I'd tried to. She said my body probably didn't
quite have the hang of it yet. Then she said she had an idea and she
quickly dragged me by the hand into her bedroom. She told me to take
off my pants again and sit on the side of the bed. I did it, and she
was immediately kneeling in front of me, with her tongue on my cunt. It
seemed like just seconds and I was excited. In a couple of minutes, I
was coming, and I really felt faint. She quickly told me to lay back on
the bed, helping me back. I caught my breath and she told me my body
was learning to do its part. She did the same thing to me the next
couple of days. I was dancing around all day as if I were on top of the
world.

Then Rachel asked me if her mom was licking me. I admitted she was and
she got me to tell her how many times. She said her mom had the hots
for me! I said I didn't think so... that she was always sort of
business-like, starting right in and stopping immediately when I came
and sending me on my way... that she was nice to me, but she just
seemed to be doing me a favor.

Rachel thought about that, then she said I could probably get her mom
to have the hots for me, all I'd have to do is be a little seductive.
She said all I'd have to do is give her the right little seductive
smile before she started and wriggle my body a little. I should give
her the idea I was letting her do it for *her* pleasure. I don't know
why I listened to Rachel, the ridiculous things she came up with
sometimes. Then she said she'd spend her time trying to seduce *my*
mom! She said she'd just give her seductive looks and be nice to her
and see what would happen.

I thought it was all hogwash, but somehow I kept thinking about what
she said. And the next time her mom was going to lick me, some devil in
me made me give her this snooty little smile, down my nose at her. And
I guess I wriggled my body. Well, before she touched me, she stood up
and told me to get dressed and get out. She didn't sound mad, but she
sounded a little amused and like she was having nothing to do with it!

I felt so embarrassed. I avoided her, and didn't see her for days. But
a couple of weeks later, I was missing those orgasms something awful,
and missing something about being with her, and I finally went over and
begged her to listen to me. I told her that I'd been trying to learn to
attract boys and that somehow it just came out with her. I begged her
to forgive me and told her I still couldn't make myself come. She
relented and took me in the bedroom and licked me and it was wonderful!

We were doing it again, and I was in heaven again. Only I thought about
her. I imagined her having the "hots" for me like Rachel said, and I
realized I wanted her to want me! I notice Rachel was being really nice
to my mom--she always commented on her appearance when she met my mom,
but other than that, nothing seemed strange. And Rachel was wearing
this revealing clothing whenever she came over. I did notice that my
mom liked a compliment, and knowing that Rachel was just making them up
made me a little bit cynical about my mom.

Well, I did start to try to seduce Rachel's mom. I didn't make the same
mistake, I mostly just complimented her appearance, and I made a couple
of bold comments about how guys must like her. I was very careful about
how I dressed when I came over, and gradually went to wearing things
that showed me off. I did try a few wriggles and smiles, but I was very
much more subtle about it and she never said anything. I laughed and
smiled at what she said, and told her how I didn't know how to repay
her. She did seem to relax with me a little more and was a little more
playful. Then one week I pointed out that Rachel was going to be home a
lot, but my mom was off traveling for the week, and I told her she
could always come over to my house if she wanted to. I insisted she
feel free. She told me to call her.

Well, I didn't though I was tempted, and sure enough, she came over one
night. I made sure I didn't gloat or anything and I told her she must
be psychic to know how I was feeling. But I was a little bit playful
with her that night and she went along with it. When she was done, I
told her she was an absolute angel to do this for me, and I gave her a
big, but innocent hug. But we did press our bodies together. When she
left, I thanked her again and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She
still went along with it.

And I left her alone. Something told me it was time to see if she would
come back to me herself. And she did, after a while. I could see that
she had dressed with care. She came up to my room (my mom was out) and
I told her I'd love to see her body. She was willing. She had a nice
body--much smaller than mine, with a nice little figure and nice round
breasts. When she started licking me, I put my hands on her hair, which
I'd never done before, and I rubbed ever so softly. It was so great
seeing her naked little form kneeling between my legs, doing her best
to please me. After she made me come, we kissed, and I tried pushing my
tongue into her mouth! I'd heard about that but certainly had no
experience. She let me! Afterwards I told her maybe she could *show* me
how women masturbate. She lay on the bed and put a hand on her cunt and
a hand on her breast. I watched her make herself come and I was
awestruck. But I did my best to hide it... I told her to get dressed,
kissed her again quickly and said goodby.

After that, she was at my beck and call. Rachel had asked me a couple
of times if I had seduced her mom and I finally told her about my
success. She didn't seem impressed so I told her it was much further
than she had gotten with *my* mom. Mom was sitting on the other side of
the room, Rachel and I had been talking quietly, but even though Mom
couldn't hear us, I felt a little funny about the conversation. But
Rachel just got a sly look on her face and called my mom over. Mom came
over and she had this wary look on her face that surprised me. Rachel
told her to *strip*! "Rachel!" Mom said in a breathy voice, but didn't
make a move. Rachel just stared at her. Finally, Mom started fingering
her clothes! And then she was taking them off, and was nude in a
minute! Mom wouldn't meet my eyes! I stared in shock.

"Touch your breasts," said Rachel.

That afternoon, I saw Mom lick Rachel; I saw Mom voluntarily get
whipped; and I saw her take this thing in her rear that Rachel called a
dildo. Rachel told me I'll be doing the same things for her that Mom
is. I guess I will: now when her mom is licking me, I think about
Rachel using that whip on me. 


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