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 Anne

   By Anne Mom

   anne.mom@hotmail.com

   A story about the life of Anne.  Please be kind and let me know what you
think.  The goal is to write from birth to old age, even though old age
hasn't happened yet.  Enjoy the fact that this is fiction.  If you can spot
the things that really happened to Anne, or that really happened to someone
else, that is fine.  Enjoy the fantasy.

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   Chapter One (Fg, ws, Incest)

   Anne was born in August of 1981.  She was the oldest of 2 children born
to Sarah, a single mother.  Her sister Suzy was born 8 years after Anne,
and was a surprise to Sarah, just like Suzy was.

   Anne believed she had a normal life, and always felt loved by her mom.
Her earliest memories were in the bath tub with her mom when she was about
3.  After washing her mother would hold her against her and rock.  Sarah,
her mom, was a larger woman, with large breasts and wide hips.  She had
dark brown hair, and to Anne, loving eyes that showed the deep love her
mother felt for her every time she looked at Anne.  She would feel so safe
and loved pressed against her mom's large chest.  Her mom would lay back
and Anne would lay her head on her breasts, and often could feel mom's
pubic hair rubbing against her thigh.  Her mother never trimmed or shaved
her pubic hair, and she had a very prominent dark bush.

   When Anne was about 6, things changed a bit.  Her mother had been
drinking wine since dinner, and by the time they got in the tub together,
she was a bit tipsy.  She washed them both, and then laid Anne on top of
her.  While lying there, Anne suddenly felt warmer water against her thigh.
She looked down and saw yellow pee flowing out of her mother and mingling
with the bath water.

   "You are peeing, Mom" Anne said.

   "Yes dear, I am." Her mother replied.

   "But we are in the tub, not on the potty."

   "It is okay Honey.  It feels nice sometimes peeing in naughty places."

   As Anne looked down, her mother moved her hand into the stream of pee,
and then against her "privates" and started rubbing back and forth.  With
her other hand, she moved Anne's head so her lips were right against mom's
big nipples.

   "Suck on it, baby, suck mommy's nipples.  Suck hard."

   Anne was confused, unsure, but she did what her mother said, and her mom
started breathing harder and rubbing faster.

   "Bite it, Anne, bite my nipple!!" Her mother said, to loudly.

   Anne started biting her mom's nipple, not wanting to hurt her, but
wanting to do what her mom said.  She wasn't sure she was doing it right,
but her mom started moving around under her, and kept moaning "yes, yes,
yes!!!"

   Suddenly, her mother stiffened, and held her breath.  She then let out a
long, load moan.

   Everything was quite.  Mom had stopped moving, but was breathing very
hard.  Anne continued to lay against her, and then informed her mom that
she needed to get out because she had to pee too.  Her mother lifted her
up, but instead of setting her out of the tub as she normally would have,
she sat her down, straddling her mom's chest, so her little pussy was wide
open to her gaze, about 8 inches from her mom's face.  Her mother used her
fingers to spread her pussy open, and then told her daughter to pee.

   Her mother just stared at the little pussy for the longest time.  It of
course was hairless, and the lips were still small and immature.  Her
little girl's clit was hidden and only visible as she spread her little
lips with her fingers.

   It took a little while, and Anne could not pee at first but mom waited
patiently.  Then, ever so slowing, pee started dribbling out of Anne, and
soon was coming out in a firm stream.  It started flowing on to her
mother's chest, then up to her chin, the all over her mom's face.  Anne
just watched in amazement as she soaked her mother's face and hair.  She
was thinking and feeling so many things that her little brain did not
understand.  The stream dribbled to a stop, and Sarah put her hands under
her daughter's soft little butt and moved her forward, so her little wet
pussy was up against her mouth.  She started to lick up the last few drops
of pee, and then continued to lick up and down her daughters little pussy
lips.

   Sarah loved the soft feel of her daughter's little butt.  That was
enough to get her aroused again.  But when she moved that cute little pussy
to her mouth, and made contact with her tongue on that little pussy, she
was in heaven.  Here was her little girl, whom she loved completely, and
she was tasting her pee, and licking the lips of her tiny little pussy. 
She wondered how long it would be before someone else would taste this
lovely flower, or would push a cock into this cute little hole.  She hoped
it would be a long time.  She did not want her little girl to grow up.

   Now Anne's little brain was completely overwhelmed.  He mom's mouth on
her privates were causing a tickle, but not a tickle.  She felt naughty,
but yet it was her mom so it was okay.  She thought of the pee still
dripping off her mom's face, and biting her mom's nipples, and mom tasting
her pee, and the tickle and not the tickle.  Just when she thought she
would explode, her mom stopped, got out of the tub with her, dried her off
and took Anne to her bed.  She dressed her in her pj's, kissed her
goodnight, and turned off the light and left the room.

   Anne was so confused, but she could not focus on any of what happened.
Almost immediately, maybe because she was so overwhelmed and to protect her
little brain, she fell into a deep sleep, and slept deeply all night.

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