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I know and have known for a long time that I am sexually attracted to young girls, and have spent many late night hours pleasuring myself to fantasies of cute, nubile preteens. I had a large collection of lesbian pornography on my computer, nearly all of it featuring girls I suppose it was inevitable that one day I would find myself aroused at the sight of my own child Once in a while I got a glimpse of her in the nude, a sight that always left me dizzy with desire.

Before long, Becky was finding her way into my masturbation fantasies But then one day, while she and I were spending a day at our cabin in the hills, my girl Becky took the initiative that changed our relationship forever. We were sharing a large blanket in the back yard behind the cabin, taking the sun. I wore a scandalously small bikini, and Becky was in a two piece swimsuit that revealed enough of her lithe body to have me tingling all over.

I was toying with the notion of slipping indoors for a short while to indulge in a little furtive masturbation. It was then that Becky suddenly broke into my reverie by sitting up, studying me for a moment and declaring, "You need some more oil on your back, Mommy. Want me to put it on for you? Delighted, I replied, "Aw She knelt beside me, squirted a generous shot of coconut-scented oil into her hands and vigorously rubbed them together, then got to work on my upper back and shoulders.

Her touch felt wonderful.

I allowed my imagination to drift and my illicit desires to come forth My naked daughter, proudly displaying her body to me, cupping her slight breasts with both hands. The two of us locked in a lover's embrace, our mouths crushed together in a soul kiss, her legs wrapped around my ass.

My face buried between her thin thighs, Becky's fingers tangled in my hair as I licked my baby's bare slit. My craving only intensified when I felt Becky's hands move down my slippery body to cup my buttocks. The suit I wore didn't cover much of me, so there was plenty for her to touch I felt warm, thick fluids oozing from me, and prayed that my daughter wouldn't see the evidence of arousal through those thin bikini bottoms.

I was taken aback when Becky asked me to turn over, but hesitantly did as she said I was shocked and, truth be told, mother daughter lesbian incest stories than a little bit thrilled to be topless in front of my daughter. There was something in my baby's smile that told me as clear as day how much she had wanted to do that, to undress me. And that was when I really began to get excited As I watched Becky through my sunglasses, losing myself in a mixture of confusion and sexual heat, she poured more oil into her hands and worked it into my shoulders, kneading the muscles She wasn't just anointing my breasts, either - she was caressing them, teasing my nipples with her oil-coated fingers.

It seemed too crazy for words, but I could read desire in Becky's eyes as she felt me up. I couldn't help but moan, overcome by my baby's touch I was quivering inside, heart pounding like a locomotive. Was my adolescent daughter really coming on to me? Could this truly be happening?

She slowly worked her way down to my bikini bottoms, rubbing the sweet-scented oil into my tummy.

My pussy was so wet that I was certain Becky could see it through my suit by now. Then my daughter grasped the waistband of my swimsuit. I knew what I should have done right then: sit up and ask my daughter just what the hell she was up to, and stop this insane thing that was happening between us before I completely lost control.

But I didn't. God help me, I wanted Becky to undress me, needed my baby to see me naked. Without a word I lifted my pelvis Now completely nude, my pulse racing, I waited to see what my little girl would do. She began to work the oil into my legs, starting just above the knees and moving slowly upward.

I whimpered as her fingers caressed the soft skin of my inner thighs, mere inches from my aching sex. I could no longer conceal my arousal, breathing, "Oh, m-my angel Then Becky placed a hand on my vulva, and I inhaled sharply. She only giggled. And warm! I couldn't respond I could only gape at my child in disbelief. Then Becky drew her hand away Trembling from head to toe, I whispered "Honey And with that, my baby pushed two fingers inside me, penetrating me right up to her third knuckles with a single stroke.

I came instantly, emitting a strangled cry while a jolt of pleasure surged though my body like a blast of electrical current. My hands clutched helplessly at the blanket while my baby's wonderful fingers squirmed about inside me, driving my ecstasy to unimaginable heights.

Finally I lay panting, exquisite tinglings still rippling through me as Becky withdrew her hand from between my quivering thighs.

I opened my eyes in time to see my daughter bringing those wet fingers to her lips. I couldn't say a word She grinned. Then her expression became soft, dreamy. She reached behind to untie her bikini top and let it fall to the ground, revealing budding breasts, then stood to slip her bottoms down to her feet and step out of them.

Now naked, she knelt beside me, reaching out to take off my sunglasses. Becky's soft mouth brushed against mine in a very tantalizing way Believe it or not, that instant was when it hit me with blinding clarity: my thirteen-year-old daughter was making love to me! As I saw it, the way Becky had undressed me and fingered my cunt could be chalked up to girlish experimentation But this ardent French kiss left no room for doubt about what my daughter really wanted. I'd given birth to Becky Now at the threshold of womanhood, she was giving me the most precious of gifts: herself.

I knew that what we were doing was wrong, I really did All I could think about was the joy that she and I could share as lovers Furthermore, it was obvious that Becky had done this kind of thing before, and knowing that my baby was experienced in sapphic love made me all the more mother daughter lesbian incest stories to explore forbidden pleasures with her. I began to respond to my daughter's kiss, my own tongue shyly emerging to meet hers.

Soon enough Becky and I were kissing hungrily, losing ourselves in the delicious madness of incest. I had never been so sexually excited in my life. She climbed on top of me, her mouth never leaving mine. We continued to share hungry kisses, our oiled bodies sliding and slipping together.

She wedged a hand between us to grope my breasts, her palm gliding over my aching nipples. I moaned into her mouth.

How could I resist such a sweet invitation? My hands were resting lightly on my little girl's back, and I let them slowly glide down to fondle her pert little bottom. Hungry for more, my fingers stole between her cheeks, lightly stroking the cleft of her anus.

She hummed with pleasure, both her hands covering my breasts now. My fingers traveled down even further between my baby's thighs, seeking her lightly-downed slit. She was moist there, and my heart hammered frantically as I allowed the tip of my index finger to slip inside her. I continued to press my probing digit into my daughter's body, feeling her writhe against me, panting furiously.

I expected to meet the barrier of Becky's hymen My head spun at the realization that my little girl was no longer a virgin Dazed, I wondered if a boy or another girl had been her first lover. My finger rolled around inside Becky's pussy as I loved my child in a wonderful new way.

She was trembling while I pleasured her, eyes closed, a look of absolute bliss on her face, whispering "I love you, Mommy. I love you. Her eyes flew open, but I shushed her with a smile and a tender kiss. I rolled the two of us over, gently placing Becky onto her back. My lust was now at a peak I caressed her face, gazing down at my child adoringly.

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