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 Title: Ashley's Incest Experience
Author: Kael
Keywords: M/F/f, nc, inc, ped

   My eyes opened, and I lay still in bed trying to figure out what had
woken me up.  I heard a giggle, my mother.  My stepdad Rick hushed her. 
"Shhh, baby.  Don't wake her up."

   "I won't, Rick," she mumbled.  She was drunk.

   "Now baby, I dare you to kiss her," he said.  She stumbled over to my
bed, and I closed my eyes quickly.  What was going on?  I could feel her
standing over me, and then she bent down and kissed me on the forehead. 
"Aww, come on, Michelle.  That doesn't count.  You have to give her a real
kiss on the lips.  You love me, don't you?" My mom giggled and then kissed
me on the lips, pressing her mouth against mine.  "That's it, baby," Rick
said.  "Isn't that nice?" I didn't hear anything, so I assume she nodded.
"Now, pull down that blanket so I can get a good look at her." I felt my
mom folding down my blanket, exposing my body to their gazes.  I was
wearing a white tank top and a pair of light blue boy shorts.  My 34A
breasts had just begun to grow, and I could feel my top stretched tight
across them and my pink nipples.  I was 13, petite and slim with long blond
hair and blue eyes.  "Run your hand up her leg, Michelle," Rick ordered,
and I felt my mom's warm hand running up my leg, from my ankle up to my
thigh, stopping just at the edge of my shorts.  I shivered and opened my
eyes.

   "Mom, what are you doing?" I asked.

   "Shh, sweetie.  It's ok.  We're just playing a game," she tried to
reassure me.

   "Yeah, shut up and let us play," said Rick.  "Now baby, take her clothes
off."

   I looked up at my Mom, but she was so drunk.  "Mom, please don't" I
said, "leave me alone, and go to bed." She laughed and tried to pull off my
tank top.  Rick came over to the bed, grabbed my wrists, and held my arms
up so that Mom could slide off the top.  I shivered when the cold air
conditioning hit my little buds and nipples.

   "Look at that, baby," Rick said, licking his lips.  "Isn't that sweet?
Come on, now the bottoms." My mom tugged the boxers off my legs, exposing
my pink, still hairless pussy.  I tried to roll over and pull away, but
Rick pushed me back onto the bed.  I pleaded with my Mom, begging her to
let me go, but she just laughed.

   "It's ok, sweetie, you'll like this.  You deserve it for being so hot
and making Rick excited." I felt my eyes burning as tears welled up.

   "I don't want to," I whispered.  My mom looked up at Rick and he nodded
at me.  She leaned down and kissed me again, pressing her lips against
mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth.  I groaned against her kiss, but
she didn't respond.  She ran a hand up my side and squeezed my right breast
hard and then pinched my nipple.  Then she pulled away.

   "Good job, baby," Rick said.  He was breathing heavily now.  "Let's show
her how she should act for her mommy and daddy." He looked down at me and
smiled.  "Spread your legs, Ashley." I shook my head, and he slapped me.  I
felt my mom grab my ankles and pull my legs apart.

   "You're so beautiful, baby girl" she sighed.  I shivered as I felt her
hand caress my pussy, a finger sliding along my slit.  She pushed it inside
me and I moaned, arching my back on the bed.

   "Mommy, it feels weird.  Stop it." She slid her finger in and out of my
tight pussy and leaned down to kiss and suck on my nipples.  My pussy was
warm and tingly; I didn't understand why I was feeling like this.  She
slipped in a second finger, and I winced and bit my lip at how it stretched
my pussy.  "That hurts, Mommy," I panted.

   "Shh, baby, it'll be ok," she said.  She moved down and kissed my pussy,
and I moaned.  She licked it, sliding her tongue along my slit and teasing
my clit.  I arched my back, eyes closed.  Rick was behind me, panting.

   "That's it, Michelle, keep going.  Make her hot little body feel good,"
he groaned.  My mom kept licking and sucking on my pussy, and I could feel
Rick rubbing and squeezing my breasts with one of his hands.  "Open that
hot little mouth, Ashley." I opened my mouth, and he shoved his hard dick
inside it.  I gagged at the sudden cock and it's salty, wet taste, and
turned my head.  I tried to sit up and bring my legs together, but my mom
just tightened her grip on my legs and kept sucking my pussy.  Rick grabbed
my hair and jerked my head back.  "No way to escape, babydoll.  Come on,
you'll like it." He shoved his 6.5" cock back in my mouth and gave me
instructions.  "Suck on it like a popsicle, baby girl.  That's it. 
Remember, no teeth or I'll pinch on of those pink little nipples of yours
until you cry." I did what he said, tears running down my cheeks, and
mingling with his salty precum dripping from my mouth.  He lept fucking my
mouth, and eventually I did get used to sucking on his cock.  It wasn't
that bad.  I just wasn't used to it.  I concentrated on how Mommy was
making me feel, and I orgasmed twice while she ate out my bald, tight
pussy. When Rick was done, he came on my face.  He laughed and as he walked
out of the room, he slapped my breast.  "Good job, Ashley."

   Mom helped me up and led me to the bathroom.  She got me into the
bathtub and rinsed off my face.  She was careful when she cleaned my tender
pussy, and then I lay back and she washed my hair.  It was thick and blond,
and hung to just above my belly button.  She ran her hands through it over
and over, making me relax and close my eyes with pleasure.  When I got out
of the tub, she dried me off with a towel, and then sent me to bed with my
hair brushed and braided.  "You did well tonight, sweetie," she said and
hugged me.  I felt her big soft breasts pressing against me, and I pressed
my small body back against her, turning my face to kiss the side of her
neck.

   "Thanks, Mom," I said.  "I don't like Rick though." She laughed and
patted my butt playfully.

   "You'll get used to it."

   I climbed into bed and curled up in a ball under my blanket.  I didn't
want to get used to it.

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