****** Wicked Weekend by Britannicus ****** =============================================================================== Wicked Weekend It's not particularly easy bringing up a child on your own, as soon as soon as that bastard so-called boyfriend of mine found out I was pregnant, he disappeared, never to be seen again. I hope the prick's dead. Being dumped at fourteen with a baby on the way isn't the best start in life. However, I struggled on, and with some help from family and friends, made a good home for my daughter and myself. I wasn't interested in getting married, or even having a relationship, I just wanted to have some peace and quiet with my child and to bring her up properly. Over the years, Anne grew up into a good-looking young woman with a bright and breezy personality and a very clever brain in her head. Although she had plenty of friends, she was just as likely to prefer my company and never hesitated in coming on holiday with me as well. After leaving school, she seemed to consider herself as a younger sister rather than my daughter. After all, the age gap wasn't that great and I thought that I was keeping my looks very well indeed. A couple of years ago, when Anne was eighteen, our relationship changed completely, and it's this change that I wish to relate. It happened when we were on holiday, only for a weekend but we occasionally liked a few days away and this time I'd booked a caravan (mobile home to our friends in the US) near Filey, it was only a small van but located in a nice spot. We were content to have a quiet time, enjoying the sun and taking walks along the beaches or cliffs. We'd been there a couple of days and the weather was warm and sunny, when Anne said she was going to try out her bikini. She'd never had one before and I was looking forward to seeing her in it. A few minutes later she came out of the van, I could hardly believe my eyes, the thing she was wearing was hardly bigger than a postage stamp, and a small one that. Twirling around in front of me, she asked, "What do you think? You're the first person to see me in it." I was almost speechless, eventually I asked, "It's a bit tiny, really on the skimpy side." "I don't think so, tiny beachwear's now the 'in thing'." "There's just enough to cover your and as for your..." I spluttered, pointing at her 'panties'. The top was just big enough to cover her nipples and the bottom was the tiniest of g-strings, it would never have covered her pubic hair, if she hadn't already trimmed it. "Oh come on mother, you really like it don't you? Eh? Don't you? Eh? Eh?" she said in a lightly mocking voice. "Well you really might as well have gone stark naked as wear that," I replied. "I might well do just that, but for now, I'll cover up my naughty bits." With that she trotted off to sunbathe. That night, after we'd had supper, she rummaged in her bag, and pulling her bikini from it, asked me if I wanted to try it on. I shook my head, saying, "I really couldn't, it's was far too small and besides, I didn't have the figure for it." "You're talking nonsense, you're my mother and our size and build is almost the same, it's not too small and you're not too old to wear it, so there!" she replied. She dropped the bikini in my lap, went to sit at the other end of the caravan and told me to try it on and we would see if it was alright. I looked at the bikini in my lap and thought that I couldn't wear this, I'd be too ashamed to be seen in it. Looking at my daughter as she read a magazine, I thought it's alright for her I thought, she's only seventeen and at that age anything goes, well, I thought I'd better try it on and then it's over with. Standing, I unfastened my dress and took it off which left me in bra and panties. I looked down at my breasts and the bra that covered them and tried to compare it with what was to come. Reaching behind, I unhooked the clip and slipped the bra from my breasts, looking sideways at Anne, she was still reading her magazine. I picked the top up and looked at it, at least there were no knots to deal with, it was only made of elasticised string with a couple of patches sewn in, so it should hold itself in place, I hope. I threaded it over my head and arms and settled the two little bits of cloth in place over my nipples then looked at myself in the mirror. Good Lord Almighty I thought, I was only one step away from being topless, still I do have a good pair of boobs and they looked... scrumptious. Then, I took my pants off, and examining the g-string I was to wear, thought that it was hardly worth while, still, I pulled it on and looking at my reflection in the full-length mirror, saw the result. I could hardly believe my eyes, there were large areas of pale skin normally covered by my own swimwear, and at least half my pubic hair was visible. I turned to look at my back, I could hardly credit it, I was completely naked apart from two thin strings across my neck and shoulders, and lower down, one around my waist with another appearing from between my arse cheeks to meet it. The only positive thing was that I still had a good-looking bum. Anne came over and said, "You've a gorgeous figure, and that her bikini really does suit you." "All very well," I said, "but it's impossible for me to wear," and pointing down, showed her the forest of hair that was plainly visible. She said, "I can do something about that," and before I could say anything, had brought out her toilet bag and was sorting out her shaving gear. I found my voice and protested at her intentions, "If you're going do what I think you're going to do, forget it!" Her mind was made up though, and she was determined that I was going to go public in that bikini. She said, "It's your chance to 'break free' and I'm going to see that you take it," and before I knew it, she was keeling in front of me and pulling the bottoms off. I watched in amazement as she sat me on the bed and pushed me backwards until I rested on my elbows. I obeyed meekly as my daughter said, "Spread your legs, I want to make sure I do a good job." I'll wake up soon I thought, and did when she asked, "How do you wanted to be done?" I asked, "What do you mean?" And she replied, "You could have a trim, be shaved completely, or have something in between, now which is it?" I'm on a loser here I thought, so I replied meekly, " As you're determined to carry out the deed, I'll leave it to you." She said, "Right, I'll do you the same as me," and over the next ten minutes or so, I felt her working on my pubes with scissors, comb and razor and then she was finished. "OK, all done, have a look at your new hair-do," and she gave me a mirror so that I could see her handiwork properly. I must say I was impressed, apart from a patch of short hair trimmed into a small heart shape above my pussy lips, the rest completely shaved smooth, well, at least it looked different. Looking again, I saw that my pussy was wide open and that my inner lips were protruding like I'd never seen before. My clitoris and vaginal entrance also plainly visible. I felt my heart pounding and my breathing had quickened, my mouth had stopped working. Anne looked at me in a strange way and said, "Just a last tiny trim to do," and picking up a pair of scissors, snipped a tiny amount from a single hair. I watched in amazement as she then stroked the little patch with her fingertips and then traced the outline of my pussy, she was gently stroking me when she looked up and our eyes met, she suddenly realised what she was doing and quickly pulled her hand away. My own feelings were a shock to me, I was enjoying her attention, even if she was my daughter, I was trembling slightly as I looked at Anne still sitting between my legs. She looked at me, and then at my pussy, I don't know why, but I just lay back and relaxed. The next moment I felt Anne's fingers on my pussy, I closed my eyes as her fingers grew more confident, making me sigh in pleasure as she gently rubbed my clit, I knew it was wrong, but I wanted more. I raised myself on my elbows again to look at her, she stopped rubbing as our eyes again met, my emotions in turmoil as I licked my lips. In turn, Anne licked hers, then the penny dropped, oh God, had I unconsciously told her what I wanted, yes I had. With a sudden movement, she jammed her mouth down on my pussy, sucking and chewing at my clitoris and labia, then she probed my vagina with her tongue, it felt divine. In moments I was writhing about, Anne concentrated on my clit, probing my pussy with her finger. My orgasm was almost on me when she pushed a cunt-lubricated finger deep into my rectum and I went over the edge, thrashing and moaning as waves of pleasure rippled through my body. I lay back panting as Anne got to her feet, her face was wet with my cunt juices, she bent over me and we kissed. Our tongues met as I felt her hands remove the bra from my breasts, her fingers pulling and tweaking my nipples, heightening their sensitivity. Her mouth moved down my body, kissing and nibbling her way to my breasts to suck and chew at my teats, rolling them between her teeth. I felt her hand on my cunt and she pushed two fingers into me, thrusting them to and fro taking me to another orgasm. I took her fingers from my fanny and put them into my mouth, sucking my own juices from my daughter's fingers. Looking at Anne, I couldn't believe it, I'd never had any sexual feelings for another woman, let alone my own daughter. Getting up from the bed, I began to undress my daughter, loosening the buttons of her dress and pulling it from her shoulders, her bra and pants quickly followed and she was as naked as I was. Standing in front of her, I placed a hand on her pussy and rubbed slowly, she closed her eyes and opened her legs wider so that I was able to slip a finger into her wet cunt. A few moments later I took her to the bed and lay her down, she lifted her legs and spread them impossibly wide, it's amazing how supple young girls are, her cunt looked good enough to eat, and that's just what I did. I licked, lapped, slurped and pushed my tongue into her hole. She only lasted a minute or two before she had her first orgasm that also gave me a lot of pleasure. After that, we lay in each other's arms, caressing and fondling each other, we didn't talk and soon we were both asleep. The following morning, I awoke to find that Anne had already risen and was making breakfast, I got out of bed and dressed, Anne heard me and gave me a quick glance, but said nothing. Having got dressed, I put the bedding away and re-arranged the furniture to make the seating and joined Anne at the table. Breakfast passed in silence, I suppose that we were both uncomfortable with the knowledge of last nights events, by midday, the tension had eased and I thought it was time to break the ice. I asked my daughter, "Have you made love to another woman before? You certainly showed a lot of certainty last night." She replied, "I've had a few low key affairs while at school, including a really wild fling with one of the teachers! She was as butch as they come and taught me quite a few tricks. However, she soon found out that I was bisexual, and mainly interested in boys and she lost her interest in me. Then it wasn't long after leaving school that I lost my virginity properly." "To anybody I know?" I ventured to ask. "One of those student teachers that occasionally help out at the Youth Club, he was a bit wet but had a dick like a donkey!" It seemed my daughter was something of a sex-pot. We spent the rest of the day sunbathing and finding a nice quiet spot, we sun- bathed nude, I was now less self-conscious of being naked and my well-trimmed pubes than I would have thought possible. That night, there was no doubt as to what the sleeping arrangements would be, only the double bed was made up. We turned in fairly early, neither of us wore pyjamas and at first we just lay quietly in bed. It was some time before a move was made, Anne lay quietly beside me for what seemed like ages, before she reached across to me, and gently stroked my midriff. I felt a tingle run through me as she moved her hand across my body to come into contact with my breasts, she squeezed and fondled them, tweaking the nipples into erection, by now my fanny was oozing. Her hand wandered down my body until finally, it arrived at my twat, her fingers played around with my pussy and I helped her by moving onto my back and spreading my legs to give her easier access. As she wanked me, she leaned across and sucked a nipple into her greedy mouth, after a little chewing, she moved down my body and soon had her mouth on my pussy. I couldn't stand much more of this, I clambered around and quickly had us in a sixty-niner, gobbling at each others drooling cunts, in a few moments we had pushed each other to a tremendous climax. We had several more orgasms each before we were fully satiated and willing to go to sleep. The rest of our holiday went the same way, we couldn't get enough of each other's bodies and when we returned home, we continued the same way. Our love for each other crossed all boundaries and it didn't matter that she was my daughter or I her mother. Not long after, we started to use sex-aids such as vibrators, dildos, butt- plugs and the like, our favourite was a double dildo and we would often spend hours with it embedded in our fannies. I also like butt-plugs, the bigger the better as I found that my anus was sexually very receptive, in fact I now spend most of my 'free' time with something lodged in my arse. Anne wasn't too keen on them but in fact she did have a more elastic arse than me, once, we really went to town and I managed to get a small wine bottle into her rectum. Anne's cunt also possessed quite a capacity, one night when fingering her, I worked my whole hand into her, right up to the wrist. That became a regular feature we made love, I would put my hand up her vagina and ball my fist, clenching and twisting my hand making her purr in orgasmic delight. We achieved the ultimate when I had already got my hand in her cunt and was fingering her arse when I wondered if it were possible to get my hand in her arse as well. I progressed slowly but it was soon obvious that her sphincter was stretching and I was winning my way in, during this time Anne lay quietly on her side as I worked at her bum. Two fingers, three, then four, were worked into her arse, I worked my thumb in beside my palm and suddenly my whole hand was slipping into her rectum. It really does give you a buzz when you first fist someone, especially when that someone is your own daughter. I pulled it part way out and plunged back in, Anne was starting to writhe in a pulsating climax. To make her feel her like I did made me wet myself, literally, I couldn't help myself as my bladder just let go and I poured forth a torrent of urine. I struggled to turn round and only when a few badly guided drops hit her face did she realise what I was trying to do. She twisted round to help and was rewarded with a faceful of piss, she took my waste water into her mouth until it flowed down her chin. Then she gargled noisily before swallowing it all in small gulps. I shuddered as I watched her throat working the water down into her stomach. Anne's orgasm subsided with my own water torrent ceasing, my hands were still filling her cunt and arse holes, but she only needed to flick my clit a couple of times with her tongue and I climaxed again. After that, we lay still for a few minutes, then she suggested that I let her go, my hands slid easily from her cunt and her arse and I lay back completely knackered. Anne wasn't done though, she stood above and said that she had something for me, I couldn't straight away think what she meant, but when her pussy started dribbling water, I knew. Her hot piss hit me and I don't know what made me do it, but lifting myself up, I let her urinate straight into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I felt the stream flow into and out of my mouth, I couldn't explain the feelings of joy as her liquid poured over me, her flow gradually ceased and she knelt beside me, our mouths met and we kissed, our love truly sealed forever. This story is part of White_Shadow's_Nasty_Stories. You may also want to visit: * Erotic_Top_100_Story_Sites * Sexy_Top_100_Stories