Mom Licks Best
by Eros
Copyright© 1999 by Eros
Incest Sex Story: She never knew her mom was a lesbian until she started learning
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Consensual Incest Mother Daughter .
Dad walked out the day I turned eighteen, saying we didn't need him around any more. Mom didn't look sorry to see him go. In fact, she practically started aging in reverse from that moment forward. Her formerly chunky body becoming sleek and silky at the new women-only health club she joined. I couldn't understand why, three years later, she still hadn't started to date.
"The answer's staring you right in the face, Tricia," said my best friend Jennifer, who was waiting with me for my Mom one afternoon outside the doors of the health club.
"Oh, she doesn't have anything going on with anyone in there," I told her confidently. "There are no men allowed, not even on the staff." Jennifer just gave me a sad little laugh.
"What's a best friend for if not to tell you the hard stuff? Tricia, your mother is a lesbian! She's been having an affair with her exercise trainer for at least six months!"
At that moment, my Mom emerged from the club, a pink glow pleasantly colouring her cheeks. I stole glances at the way that pink drifted down into the neck of her deep-cut leotard top, and I had to admit that it looked an awful lot like the way my skin flushed when I had an orgasm. As soon as I got Mom home alone, I confronted her with what Jennifer had said.
"How could you, Mother?" I asked her. "The whole town is talking."
Mom shrugged. "Let 'em talk. I'm old enough to figure out how to live my own life, young lady."
"Mom, you can't be serious," I sputtered.
"Why not?"
"I have to live in this town too! What's so great about licking another woman's muff that you have to do it in a public place with every toffee-nosed rich bitch in town standing around taking notes?"
My mother got a faraway look on her face. "If that's a serious question, I'll be happy to show you. If it's just an insult, I'll thank you to shut up."
Was I going deaf, or had my own mother just offered to initiate me into the lesbian lifestyle? Before I could utter another word, I found myself in a warm perfume and sweat-scented embrace with my mom, her wet lower lip trembling against my mouth.
After a brief pause, she used her tongue to gently part my lips and slipped it back behind my teeth. Her kisses were a thousand times sweeter than the ones I'd gotten from my boyfriends.
"It's the best kind of sex, Tricia," my mother was saying. "I wish I'd discovered it when I was your age. You don't have to worry about birth control or getting married or anything like that. The only thing that matters is how much pleasure you can share with the other woman."
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