Cassie- the beginning

by jnaturist

This is the beginning of an enjoyable story with a sad ending, touching on the point of bringing pleasure to someone and how can that be wrong?

My daughter, Cassie, is 10 and was diagnosed with cancer a year ago and has not responded with treatments. It was decided that she should just live the rest of her life normally rather than being sick from the medications and treatments. She has about six to ten months according to the doctors.

My name is Jennifer, mostly I go by Jen. I am a single mom, 32, her father didn't want to be burdened with a child and left before she was born. I have dedicated my life to raising Cassie. I have not been with a man since her father left, and resort to masturbating for sexual gratification. I have added quite a few sex toys to aid in this over the years.

All of this has been devastating, although I try to be strong and keep a positive attitude around her. Given the circumstances, I honestly dont know how we can go on living 'normally'.

I decided I wanted Cassie to experience as much of life as possible, so being, I kept her out of school, the rest of her time will be spent enjoying the fun things in life. I thought back to when I was her age, the things I wanted to experience, my thoughts and curiosities. I thought about the things she would enjoy, the things I wanted her to experience and made a mental list.

I took the time off work, my boss was completely understanding and assured me my job would be there when I decided to return, no matter how long it took. He also told me he was going to give me $500.00 a week to allow me to give Cassie the things I wanted to give her and do, and if I needed more to ask. He has a family, a wife, two daughters and a son and said he couldn't imagine handling something like this if it was one of his kids, so this was a way for him to help.

It's Friday evening, the beginning of our new journey together, no more work, school, doctors, treatments or medications, just time. We are sitting on the couch discussing the things we are going to do, places to go, making plans, eating pizza, and yes, I allowed her a wine cooler. I can see the life in her eyes, like a burden has been lifted, a look I haven't seen in the last year. She is smiling again.

I actually took a good look at her, she is thin, all skin and bones from the treatments, completely hairless from the radiation, she is four foot nine and about 85 pounds, very pale, yet now she has this glow about her. She is very pretty even without the hair on her head and no eyebrows. She does have a wig but doesn't wear it at home. She has the start of breasts, just barely, they would have been slightly bigger if it hadn't been for all the treatments over the last year, being sick has stunted her growth.

We decided to get some sleep and get up early to start our new life together. Cassie went to shower and get ready for bed. I was cleaning up our little mess we had made and I heard Cassie yell for me. I went to the bathroom and Cassie asked me to wash her hair, something I haven't done in a couple of years, since she started showering instead of taking a bath. Tonight she had decided to bathe, instead of the shower. Just like old times. Cassie insisted I get in the bath with her, so I stripped and climbed in behind her, she was between my legs. All this was very innocent, no sexual thoughts what so ever, just like we used to do.

As I washed her hair, my thoughts drifted back to when I was her age. I started thinking about discovering my body, the places I touched that gave me those tingly feelings. How I discovered mastubation, my first orgasm I gave myself with my fingers, how I was her age when that happened. I started wondering if she had started masturbating, if she had discovered the joy and pleasure she could give herself. I was picturing in my mind what she would look like as she got herself off. I was getting very aroused. I was lost in my thoughts and didn't realize my hands went from washing her hair to caressing her shoulders, down her arms and back up, onto her shoulders then to her back.

My thoughts turned to my best friend and I, our first sleep-over, sitting on my bed late at night, our talk turning to masturbating, discovering we both had been doing it for a couple of months, explaining to each other how we pleasured ourselves, how it felt, the things we thought of while masturbating, how we decided to watch each other to see if we did it the same way. I remembered us getting naked, how aroused I got seeing her nude body, knowing what we were about to do. I thought about how we were watching each other and we locked eyes, how we just automatically slowly leaned forward, our lips touching as we rubbed our own pussies, the warmth that ran through our bodies while we enjoyed that first kiss, the incredible feeling that ran straight between our legs, the most powerful orgasm experienced up til then.

My daughter moaned, bringing me out of my day dream, my hands were caressing her breasts, she had leaned back against me, her head resting on my breasts. Her eyes were closed, her lower lip sucked into her mouth. My fingers were on automatic, continuing their manipulations, her nipples were hard. I could see her hands were between her legs under the water and I could feel the slightest movement of her arms. I realized what was happening but I couldn't have stopped it if I tried, I was too aroused by now and the look of ecstacy on Cassie's face were too much. I wanted her to feel this pleasure, I wanted to give her this pleasure, my own daughter, I wanted to give her an orgasm. I could feel the slight movement of her hips on my legs, her butt was pressing against my pussy, the movement of her hips was increasing, her butt masturbating me. Her moans were getting louder, I slid my right hand down and found her clit, I could feel her fingers rubbing up and down her pussy. As soon as I rubbed her clit, she sucked in a breath of air and held it, her body stiffened, then started shaking. She came.

I just helped my daughter orgasm! That thought, the intense rubbing of her butt on my pussy, seeing my fingers rubbing her nipples and the feel of her clit now had me cumming. I bent my head down and lightly bit Cassie on the base of her neck, partly to keep from screaming, partly to add to her pleasure, it did, it sent her into another orgasm as I continued to rub her nipples and clit.

As we both started to recover and relax, Cassie turned her head, looked me in the eyes and smiled. I hugged her tightly to me, kissed her forehead and I whispered to her "I love you!"

She slipped her arm between us and around me, turning her body so we were face to face, looked me in the eyes again and whispered back "I love you too." I pulled her up and kissed her full on the mouth, not a motherly kiss for sure. She kissed me back, I pushed my tongue into her mouth and gave her her first french kiss, the first of many firsts that she was to experience that night and many nights to come.

The End of the Beginning