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"Happy Families 1" 
By Nathan Foster

1. A Daughter in Flagrante Delicto:

Barbara was in her early thirties, a good looking housewife with two beautiful
children, Jack who was 15 and Sophie who was 14.  She had a lot to be grateful
for but she was also bored with life.  The children didn't need her like they
used to and their father was so involved with work at this point in their lives
that it all became a bit dull.  For some time her fantasies had been growing
more and more outrageous, spurred on by the lack of any suitable outlet and she
was masturbating now more than at any time since she was a teenager.

One particular Monday morning things came to a sudden head.  She was feeling a
little groggy in the morning and decided to call in sick to work although by
the time she had gone back to bed for an hour or so she was feeling
substantially better and was grateful for the time off that she had bought for
herself.  She got up mid-morning, showered and then spent quite some time
pampering herself in front of the mirror.  She didn't hear anything unusual
during all that time so when she wandered downstairs, completely naked and
feeling much refreshed it was a shock beyond words that she got when she turned
the corner into the living room.  On the floor was Sophie, buck naked, lying on
her back with her head towards her mother, over her Darren (Sophie's 15 year
old boyfriend) had a knee on either side of her head and was angling his very
hard cock downwards into Sophie's mouth.  What she lacked in technique and
experience Sophie was certainly making up for in enthusiasm.  Over the slurping
and gulping noises she was making it was no surprise that the two teens had not
heard Barbara approaching and for almost thirty seconds she stood stunned at
the door way watching this hard bodied guy dipping his cock in and out of her
daughter's mouth.  Barbara knew very well that her daughter was having sex, she
had talked to Sophie about it some months earlier and had advised her on birth
control and on a couple of occasions Barbara had been quite sure that she had
heard the same kinds of noises coming from behind Sophie's bedroom door.  She
wasn't quite sure that she felt happy if Sophie was screwing so young but it
seemed ridiculous and possibly dangerous to start laying down parental dictats
when Sophie had come to her for advice.  No matter how liberal Barbara was
prepared to be as a parent, actually walking in on the pair of them had not
been a scenario she had expected and she certainly didn't like the idea that
Sophie and Darren were bunking school to screw each other.  Still, it would be
dreadful for them both to be discovered like this so she resolved to withdraw
and speak to Sophie about it later.

This might have been an end to it but for the fact that there was something
about the scene which made her linger - only perhaps for a matter of a few
extra seconds - but she did stop and look for just that extra moment.  Was it
something about the sheer animal nature of what she was watching?  Was it
something about Darren and what she had to admit was his rather appealing body
and cock?  Was it that she was suddenly face to face with a younger, smoother
and firmer version of herself in Sophie and she needed to look for a moments
nostalgia?  Whatever it was, it was enough for her to linger just those extra
few seconds and enough time for Darren to look up and for his face to go slack
in sheer terror as he saw his girlfriend's mother standing naked in the doorway
way, watching him as he dicked her daughter's face.

"Holy Shit!" He said as he leapt upwards off Sophie, a spay of her saliva
hanging from the end of his long thin prick.  Sophie jerked her body around and
stared in equal dismay at her mother.  There was a very awkward moment indeed
which hung silently over them for some time.  Barbara suddenly became aware of
her own nakedness and blushingly and unsuccessfully tried to cover her breasts
and grion at he same time - a job that she did not have enough hands to do
well.  Darren began to stammer out something fairly incomprehensible but
Barbara was in control of herself more quickly

"You kids… You kids er.. carry on..I'll… I'll head back upstairs for a while."
And with that she turned - not fully realising that her ass was bared to their
view and made her way back towards the stairs.  There was an indescribable
silence in the room behind her for some moments but just as she mounted the
stairs, she thought she heard her daughter saying to Darren something like
'don't worry' and 'she's cool'

Upstairs sat on her own bed, Barabara could not get the image of her daughter
and Darren out of her head and to her dismay Barabara found that she was wet
between the legs.  She had never thought of Darren as that attractive before,
she supposed because she was used to the sight her husbands naked body and it
had been a long time since she had thought lustful thoughts about the young
male form.  Now though, she wasn't so sure.  Darren was a slender young man,
his torso was honed through swimming and his legs had seemed - from what she
could remember now through the haze of embarrasment to be lean, smooth and
possibly shaved.  And that cock - she could hardly bare to say it even to
herself but it was so much leaner and keener, more virile than her husband's,
even if it was smaller.  These thoughts were ricocheting around her head when
there was a timid knock at the door.

"Mum?"  Sophie sounded deflated, perhaps concilliatory.  Barbara quickly pulled
the duvet around her nakedness and put on a similarly conciliatory tone when
she called Sophie into the room.  She was too confused by what she had just
seen and more so by the thoughts she was now having to argue.  Best to talk
this one through sensibly she thought.

Sophie had put on a bath robe and her mum could see her face was still flushed
and guessed that Sophie was unaware of the shiny saliva that was coating her
chin.  It was vaguely endearing.  

"Where's Darren?"  Her mother asked, suspecting that she knew.

"He went home."  Sophie seemed confused by it all too.

"I hope you two haven't had a row now because of this?"  Barbara patted the bed
beside her indicating that Sophie should sit down.  It was a gesture which
relieved the tension between them considerably.

"No. No, he was just too embarrassed after…" and her voice trailed off, not
quite able to find the words, 'when you caught us shagging.'  Barbara suddenly
realised that she felt exhausted, just a few minutes of stress and confusion
had wiped her out completely.  

"You really like him don't you?" Barbara found that she was quite keen to talk
about Darren, "I hope he's good to you?"

"Yea I do and he is.  Its not quite so good though when it stops half way
through."  Sophie managed a half smile and Barbara noticed that she too seemed
really quite tired and deflated.  The bloom of an almost-orgasm was still thick
on her cheeks and Barbara couldn't help herself when the thought came 'I bet
she's as wet between the legs now as I am.'  Barbara, the thirty-something
mother of two was horrified by the thought she had just had, but it was
nonetheless making her wetter still.  It was like somebody else was sitting in
her brain.  She heard herself saying,

"Well, perhaps I can help there, seeing as I caused the problem in the first
place."  And she gently pushed Sophie backwards until she was lying on the bed.
 Sophie's big brown eyes looked up at her curiously but she made no protest.  A
voice in Barbara's head was screaming 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?  WHAT ARE
YOU DOING?' over and over.  But for some reason she wanted to and was able to
ignore that voice.  

Babara felt jittery like she hadn't felt since the first adolescent fumblings
with this girls father many years ago now.  Her breathing became shallow as the
sheer weight of anticipation built up inside her - the feeling that comes each
time your body experiences a new body, one it hasn't seen or felt before. 
Slowly she moved the two sides of her daughter's robe apart and Sophie closed
her eyes.  Sophie's body was quite lovely, her skin was soft and supple to the
touch.  And what a touch.  As Barbara's fingers alighted on her daughter's
thigh she felt something like a static charge which seemed to penetrate right
down to the base of her spine.  Sophie's mouth opened slightly at the first
touch and she seemed almost like she was asleep. 'YOU CAN'T DO THIS. YOU CAN'T
DO THIS'  But she did.  

Like the movement of someone adjusting themselves in their sleep Sophie twisted
slightly and caused her legs to open a little.  Her crotch was a reminder to
Barbara of her age.  Her hair was dark but it was straight and thin, and
although the signs of puberty were well advanced there was not yet any covering
with thick bushy hair and the crack of her vagina was easily visible as from
the front and more so as it travelled down between her legs where the hair was
thinner still.  Which is where Barbara's fingers went.  Sophie stirred again on
the bed as she felt her mother's fingers touch and then begin to rub the still
wet lips of her pussy.  Her legs spread further still in an involuntary sprawl.
 Her mother knew what she was doing and soon Sophie was breathing deeply, her
almost full breasts rising and falling strongly to the rhythm of her mother's
hand movements.  They murmured gently to each other - sometimes forming words.

"Darren is very lucky to have you."  Barbara said gently, "and from what I saw
you should think yourself lucky too."

"mmm-uh"  Sophie's reply was lost for the moment.  Neither of them were
thinking about what they were doing, both were simply lost in the sensation.
Barbara in the wetness and warmth of the private hole between her daughters
legs and Sophie in the sensuous grindings of her mothers hand.  They were not
touching elsewhere, in some ways the whole thing remained very utillitarian,
mother sitting beside a prone daughter, helping her out with a very natural
function.  Sophie cleared her throat softly and said "you should teach him to
do this."

Barbara gave a little snort, "I don't suppose Darren would be interested in a
woman my age for a moment, no, you'll just have to train him yourself."  There
was a sharp intake of breath from Sophie as her mother chose that moment to
introduce two fingers right inside her, her thumb staying outside rotating on
her young clitoris.  

Through heavier breathing still Sophie managed to gasp, "I think you're wrong
mum." But that was all she managed before Barbara turned up the pace and began
finger frigging her baby daughter's cunt in earnest.  The juices were flowing
out over her hand and onto the bed and Barbara started rubbing hard,
manipulating her fingers inside and out of her daughter, pumping into her
deepest recesses and thinking at the same time, despite herself, of the
beautiful young cock which had been up there just minutes before.  Sophie began
to writhe, grinding her hips and pelvis around her mothers hand, alternately
spreading her legs to allow her moither as deep as possible, and then squeezing
her legs together around mum's hand to savour the exquisite sensation.  Just
before she came, Sophie started to yelp and cry out, her voice sounded so young
and trembling, she thrashed on the bed next to her mother one last time and
then fell quiet as Barbara watched the ripples of a shiver run back and forth
under Sophie's skin.  

They did not say another word but Barbara left her daughter on the bed to sleep
which Sophie did immediately.

Nathan Foster - Writer of erotica - slash fanfiction - spirituality and
journalism

"Does my sexiness upset you/does it come as a surprise/ that I dance like I got
diamonds at the meeting of my thighs"
- The Goddess Angelou :-)

nathanfost@aol.com


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