In order to understand my first sexual encounter with another girl you need to understand my sexual history. My name is Karen. I lost my virginity at the age of 17, to my younger brother’s friend, Steve. He and my brother Scott had caught me playing with myself and one thing lead to another. The first time was exciting because as Steve was fucking me doggy style, I sucked off my own brother. I even made him cum in my mouth and swallowed his jizz.

This all happened during summer vacation. My brother and I continued our sexual experimentation with each other during the summer. It was incredible but it also left me feeling dirty and ashamed. We both knew what we were doing was incestuous, but that is what turned me on even more.

Scott and I would dare each other to do sexy things. Once I masturbated in my panties until they were soaking wet, then I dared Scott wear them all day (which he did). Scott got me back though. We were having dinner and my mom asked Scott to fetch the ice cream. He said he needed to go to the bathroom and then he’d fetch the ice cream from the freezer. He was gone l long time and when he retuned he had three bowls of ice cream with him. He gave me mine and winked at me.

“I know you like ice cream Sis so I’ve given you a bit extra he said slyly.

My mom said, Oh isn’t that nice Karen? See you’re brother does care about you.”

I looked in the bowl and could see the ice cream was mixed in with cum! Scott had jerked off into the bowl and then put the ice cream on top so my mother would not see it. I looked at him and I could see him smirking. I had to sit opposite my mom and eat a bowl of ice cream and my brother’s cum, right in front of her. I was humiliating, but it got me very horny.

Our sex sessions and dares continued for nearly three weeks before our mother got suspicious. I’m surprised we got away with it as long as we did. Our mom had been single since she divorced our dad 7 years ago. He had left home after having an affair with a neighbor. We rarely saw him nowadays. Mom had not had many boyfriends since. I felt sorry for my mom and sometimes I could hear her crying at night. Her name is Sally and she was now in her early 40’s. She was a big girl (like me) and weighed about 220lbs.

A few weeks after Scott and I started having sex, I thought my whole world had come crashing down around me when my mom discovered what had been going on. I had been out shopping at the mall. When I returned home I found my mom sat at the kitchen table. She was wearing her dressing gown and I could see she had been crying.

“What is the matter momma? I asked.

She looked up at me with a stare I will never forget. It was a mixture of anger, disappointment and pity. She pulled a book off her lap and put it on the table. It was my diary!

“No momma! You haven’t read it have you? Please tell me you haven’t! I said.

“How could you? You disgust me! She snapped.

I started to cry and ran upstairs to my bedroom.

“COME BACK HERE! She shouted, but I kept on running to my room. I slammed the door and collapsed onto my bed and cried into my pillow.

A few minutes later my bedroom door opened. I did not look up but I heard my mother’s voice, You don’t disgust me Karen. I understand baby.”

Finally I did look up at her. She spoke again and said, I’m sorry I read your diary. I was putting away your laundry and found it in your draw. I couldn’t resist a peek. I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too momma.”

She sat next me on the bed and said, Give your momma a big hug. I moved over to her and hugged her tight. We still need to talk about this situation. She said.

I sniffed and sobbed, Momma please, I don’t want to. I’m so embarrassed.”

My mom sighed and looked at me. Did it feel good?

“Please Momma! I begged.

“Just give me a yes or no answer Karen! She said.

“Yes momma. I felt really good. I replied.

She stood up and said, I’ve not felt that way for a long time. Do you think you could make your momma feel good Karen?”

She untied her robe and opened it showing her naked body underneath. The dressing gown dropped to the floor and my own mother stood naked in front of me. I was in shock.

“Please Karen. I’m begging you. Fuck me. Fuck your momma. She said, staring at me. At first I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t understand what she was saying or if it was a trick. The desperation in her voice turned me on. I’d only ever had sex with Steve and Scott, but to hear somebody begging for me to fuck them made me very horny, even if it was my 41 year old mother.

I stood up and my mom said, Take your clothes off honey. I did so as fast as I could. Now let me look at you. You’re becoming such a beautiful young woman Karen. My mom said. I was still unsure of what to do, after all I’d never been with a girl before. Don’t be nervous Karen. Your grandma and I used to do this when I was your age.”

“WHAT! I yelled.

My mom smiled. It runs in our family. Karen. When I was 16 I was in the bath and my mother, (your Granny Barbara) was washing my hair. She started by cupping my breasts and kissing my neck. Before long she was fingering me and I was tasting my first pussy. My mom’s pussy.”

I was disturbed by this story. Even though I had been involved in depraved acts with my younger brother, what my mom told me was still shocking. I’ve read your diary Karen. You’ve not tasted pussy yet have you?”

I looked at my mom and whispered, No. I haven’t”.

She looked at me and I could see tears welling in her eyes. She sobbed and said, Make momma feel good baby.”

I dropped to my knees and didn’t hesitate for a second. I thrust my face in between my momma’s thighs. The smell alone nearly made me cum. She was sweet and musky and it reminded me of fresh mangos. I flicked my tongue over my own mother’s swollen pussy lips and forced my tongue inside her wetness. I nuzzled her clit with my nose. I just wanted to taste as much of her as possible.

I could hear my mother screaming even though my head was deep between her thighs. Her wetness all over my face, nose, mouth and chin.

“EAT ME KAREN! EAT ME BABY GIRL! Eat your mother’s pussy. Eat me you SLUT!”

Not even Scott had called me a slut. My pussy was wetter than ever and I started to finger myself as fast and as deep as I could.

It didn’t seem long until I could feel my mother’s pussy start to twitch rapidly over tongue.

“Oh God I’m cumming Karen, Momma’s cumming, Yes baby, don’t stop, don’t you dare stop you dirty little CUNT!”

My mother reached down and grabbed my hair and forced my whole face into her pussy. She screamed in ecstasy, I’M SORRY BABY, I’M SO SORRY!”

She came all over my face and simultaneously burst into tears. Forgive me Karen! She sobbed. At this point I couldn’t control myself any longer. I could tell she immediately regretted forcing me to do what I did but it made me even hotter. My pussy lips clamped over my fingers so hard and my juices flowed out of me like a waterfall. It was sheer bliss.

I got up off my knees and looked at my mother.

“Don’t cry momma. I said. Did I make you feel good?”

She looked at me and laughed thru her tears. I’m sorry Karen. I love you. I shouldn’t have made you do that.”

“Don’t apologise momma. It was amazing. I said.

“Do you mean that? She asked.

“I course I do momma. I love you.”

“I love you too sweetie. She said.

I kissed my mom on the lips. Then she kissed me back. We kissed with tongues for a long time afterwards. I wanted to make sure she got a good taste of herself off my face.

When we stopped kissing I looked at my mom and said, Momma, do you think we could go and see grandma this weekend? then I smiled.

My mom looked back at me and said, I’m sure she’d like that, very much.”

We held each other and drifted off to sleep. We needed to get plenty of rest before our visit to Grandma’s house at the weekend.

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