| The Dreaded Question Sat on the sofa flicking past the copious amounts of advertisements in the magazine and got to my favourite part. The Problem page. Aptly named ‘Dear Susanna’. I mean how original. As if anyone including the forenamed Susanna took time to think that title up. Even if that where her real name it is a bit crass. But then again what would you expect from a cheap weekly piece of crap. Full of adverts and the usual run of the mill stories of incest, like my dads my daughter lover, great escapes from death and other such stories. I do enjoy all this probably made up stuff like all the shit on daytime tv. A little escapism from a usually mundane week of shopping, housework, cooking and taking care of my two girls which believe, need not too much attention. Charlie is seven and quite capable of looking after herself. She comes home does her homework. Then either sits in her room watching television or a ’DVD’. Only coming out to eat dinner and then again return to the safety of her room as if it where a million miles away from normal family life. I suppose it is, as I did the same when I where her age. Alex is thirteen and a little less reluctant to do her home work and only does with a little persuasion from me after asking if she has any to do. The usual answer is “A little” (which means allot) and she’s off to her room for an hour. She will sit for half that time listening to her Girls Aloud CD and then attempt to finish off a Maths assignment (not her greatest subject) or another boring piece of work, but she does try. She is a clever girl and her school reports at the end of every year support that. I myself found school very boring, but I did ok at the end of it. I left with an ‘A’ level and five ‘O’ levels now called’ GCSE’s which I have heard are very easy in comparison according to the news and the ever rising pass rates of the school children. Any how I know my girls will do fine later in life. Three years ago I was sat as usual on the sofa. Feet curled up under my legs and reading the problem page when I came across a supposed letter from a mother. She was called Samantha and the Title given to her letter was ‘The Dreaded question’. Samantha was asking about her eight year old daughter. Apparently she was astonished that her little girl had asked her about masturbation and she didn’t know what to do. “Bloody hell I thought”. I know there’s no manual on how to raise your child and tell them about such things. Well thinking about it there is in this technological age, but then again what would they put on the problem page if everyone had a computer to look it up? I rambled through the response from Susanna not taking much from her views and how to manage the minor crisis this mother was having and remembered the time Alex came to me with this very same question. It was three years ago. Just after her tenth birthday and half way through the second term of the school year. I will remember this as long as I live as it was a turning point in all our lives. I must point out that I had at that time been divorced from my husband for three years. I had always known I was a lesbian and after he caught me kissing another woman in our living room it led to a downward spiral ultimately ending our marriage. That is all behind me now and not having much decisions about coming out (although it would have happened sometime, except for the sake of the children) my ex- husband has eventually come to terms with my choice and he never contested the custody of my girls. Although his parents disgust with me tried to convince him too. He sees them most weekends and I have never stopped him coming around to see them and never would. Our marriage wasn’t a bad one and he is a lovely man. Our sex life was wonderful too, but there was just something missing for me. Now in all fairness it was my fault as I had cheated on him three times before (unbeknown to him) with other women and that just fired up my love for my own sex and that’s what was missing. The tender touch and love of a woman. He was a great fuck, but ultimately I couldn’t live without a female lover in my life. My ex unlike most men probably would have jumped at the chance to invite another woman into our sex life, but he never did. I was thankful for that as being a little selfish I would have told him to sit in the corner and leave me and the other woman together while he watched and jerked himself off. Cruel I know, but that’s me. I will never go back to a man as I now know my sexual preference and fully understand why I chose a lesbian life and it is right for me. Don’t get me wrong I would never change any part of my life as I have two of the most precious things in my life living with me. Even if I never got married I would have adopted or after the joy of bearing a child (except for the pain of birth) all be it worth while when you see your own child for the first time, I would have had ‘IVF’. Now my ex had always been around the family and was his and my parents choice for us to get together and they where overjoyed a the announcement of our engagement. I would have probably asked him to donate his sperm for me to have a child. Not being so brave at the age of twenty one I was kind of pushed into the marriage as I felt I wasn’t ready to come out. In a way he did donate his sperm (although directly) and at the time I was in full doting wife mode. I was happy in life until one ultimate night I was seduced by a woman and my lesbianism was awoken. The wife mode disappeared over a short time and our sex life diminished almost into nothingness. As I said a couple more women came and went in the form of one night stands until, the last one with whom he caught me with. We stayed together for almost two years and she broke my heart when she left. Since her I have had very short relationships so now most of my time is devoted to my children who I dote on and adore with my whole heart. Back to the day in question. I had just finished reading another magazine and was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen when Alex walked in from school. She hugged me from behind wrapping her arms around my waist. “Hello sweetheart” I said and she smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek. I cheekily dabbed a little water on her nose and she winced and gave a little giggle with a blurted “ muuum” “How Was school?” I asked knowing the response. “You know mum. School is school” replied Alex. I pulled the plug in the kitchen sink and removed the yellow marigolds from my hands and placed them on the top of the single tap and turned around. Alex was just standing there looking at me with a somewhat puzzling look on her face. I smiled and asked, “Come on then. What’s on your mind miss?” I knew she wanted something as she always does when she gives that look. “ Can I ask you something?” “Well obviously baby you know you can” was my reply. I took hold of her hand and I pulled her behind me into the living room. I sat down and pulled my feet up and under my legs and Alex sat the same way facing me. The television was still on giving a back round noise when I was reading earlier and Alex took a quick glance as I hit the power button on the remote and the screen went blank Alex looked back at me. “Well?” I said. “Mum ?” She started. “Yes dear?” “I heard some boys talking. You know Robert from down the road?” she said. “Yes honey the tall lanky one who got the ASBO (Anti Social Behaviour Order) last week?” I remarked. “Yeah him. Anyway I heard him and a few others talking about wanking.” I was shocked and blurted an “Oh” at her. Before I could say anything she asked me, “What’s wanking?” “Umm well I suppose it was just a matter of time before this subject came up.” I said. Alex looked at me with another even more pronounced puzzled look. I had in the last year or so told her all about the ‘birds and the bees’ and she seemed to understand and I had guessed she would have been taught in sex education all about masturbation, but I guess they hadn’t covered that part yet. “Well dear” my motherly advice tone came out. “It’s what boys do to relieve themselves when they feel umm feel” I didn’t know what word to use so I blurted out “Horny” My little ten year old said “Horny. What’s that?” “ Well sweetheart” I began. “ When boys and girls feel horny it means that hey want to have sex. Remember what I told you last year about what men and women do?” I asked her. “Yeah I remember mum” she said in a somewhat cheeky manner as if she knew all about it. “Well wanking as they so crudely put it is also called masturbation.” Alex then had an intent look upon her face so wanting to hear every word. “Horny is another horrible word but it means that people usually want to have sex or sexy fun.” “For fun?” She asked. “ Yes baby. Fun. Sex is a wonderful thing and you can have fun with sex.” Alex quite naively said “But what about babies?” “Sweetheart you don’t always get pregnant when you have sex and masturbation is just when you want to have sex by yourself.” “Oh” she blurted and an even more puzzled look was on her face. Any more puzzled and her face become disfigured. “Honey. Boys an girls at your age (usually girls do it much younger than boys) are full of hormones and exploring your body and finding out about sexual things is quite natural. I mean I was eventually going to tell you, but I knew that you would ask me some time.” “Ok” was her response. “So what is eeeer masturbation then?” “I’m getting to it honey” I said. I sat up and put my feet on the floor. Trying to be all authoritarian and motherly. I was quite surprised Alex hadn’t explored her own body and found her little button that she would have found give her so much pleasure. I had never actually questioned her about anything sexual. Again letting nature take it’s course and wait for her to come to me for guidance as she has always done. I was trying to think of how to explain how boys and girls masturbate but it wasn’t coming into an orderly fashion in my head. “Mum ?“ she broke my concentration and I gave her a stern look. “Ok Alex I’ll be blunt and come straight out with it and anything you don’t understand, wait till I’ve finished and then you can ask me. Ok?” “ Ok mum” she replied. “Right ok here goes.” I placed my hands on my legs and began what I thought was going to be hard to explain. “ Alex you know your vagina?” She nodded “ well when you feel kinda sexy some women like to touch themselves in a place down there and it makes them feel good. The special place is called the clitoris.” “Oh I heard of that mum in sex ed” “Don’t interrupt honey” I sternly added. “Seeing as you know about it do you know where it is?” I asked. “ Yeah.” She quite proudly said.” I looked for it like I saw on a diagram and found what they called the hood but I didn’t find the clitty thing” “Oh” I said. “ It should have been there sweetheart. Are you sure you looked hard enough?” “Yeah corse I did mum. I’m not that dumb.” she remarked. Questionable I thought, but I know she’s not dumb in most respects. Here came what I had so not wanted to hear. “ Will you show me mum and show me the wanking thing.” “Bugger” I thought I hoped she wouldn’t do that “Well masturbation Alex. Masturbation is what it’s called. Wanking is what boys do and it’s such a vulgar word.” Was all I could say as my mind went into riot as I thought of having to show my ten year old girl all about pleasuring herself. “Mum will you?” she asked again with a little pleading look in her eyes. How could I refuse her puppy dog look. She like Charlie had mastered that look from an early age and I never could refuse them. Even though Alex was ten she still had a very sweet charm about her and she could melt any woman’s heart with it and especially my mothers. My mum was is an easy push over for both Alex and Charlie and I will always tell her not to be so easy, but as grandmothers come she never or won’t stop giving in to them. I suppose I was quite lucky on this particular day as Charlie was at her dads for the weekend and Alex was going to a sleepover on the Saturday night so it was a bit easier to take Alex to my bedroom and try and help her. I couldn’t believe I was actually going to do this. Have my little girl on my bed and show her how to masturbate and help her find her tiny clit. My mum always avoided the sex issue with me and as I have mentioned before I found out about it at the same age as Alex at boarding school. Not just masturbation but lesbian sex as well with the two dorm prefects and my best fiend Allison. Again I took Alex by her hand and took her upstairs to my bedroom. Compared to my girls rooms mine is a bit clinical looking. Pale white walls with a hint of apple and a large Queen size bed sits in the centre of the wall with two windows either side. I have a large full length mirror in the corner next to dressing table where I sometimes stand and masturbate while enjoying the spectacle of watching myself ‘getting off’ for use of a better phrase. The bed is adorned with four large white pillows and a large goose down duvet which itself has a white cover with a hint of apple to match the walls. I bent over the bed and fluffed up the pillows, patted them a little and told Alex to sit and lie back on them. I myself climbed on to the bed, crossed my legs and held onto my knees. I had a long pale yellow skirt on which hung over my crossed legs and a loose fitting white ‘t’ shirt tucked into the top of the skirt. I would like to describe Alex to you as she sat in front of me .She is a beautiful girls as I would say that being a little bias. She has long straight mousey brown hair which is always loose and hangs all the way down to the cleft of her buttocks. I always love to see her walking around as she often did a few years ago in just her panties and how she chewed on her hair while laying on the floor watching television. She has brown eyes which she inherited from her father and she has a freckled face (again from him) with like most girls a cute button nose and small thin pink lips. Her smile is amazingly warm and lights up my day when she walks into the kitchen when coming down stairs for breakfast. Her school uniform consists of the usual white shirt and the light blue and navy blue striped tie which is tied in such a way that the supposed long hanging front part of the tie is reduced to a mere five inches and the neck piece increased to two inches wide. Fashionable with children country wide. It was a woeful day when pretty girls where aloud to wear black trousers to school as I often loved to see them walk past my window in the morning and afternoon and admire how sexy they looked in that attire. A small thing. I just like to see girls wearing skirts. Unlike Charlie at this present time has to where a dress to school as part of her uniform. A very pretty pastel yellow one with thin almost invisible orange lines crossed from top to bottom. She looks ever so pretty in it and when I walk her to school I’m in heaven seeing all the other young girls in their dresses. Even the young boys look quite adorable in the shirts and shorts. Girls and boys of all sizes and looks. They are so adoringly cute. I also enjoy meeting all the proud mothers some of which I would so like to have round for morning coffee and use my charms to seduce them. Hasn’t happened yet, but I can still hope. Charlie still runs around the house nude as Alex used to and I loved to see her thin body so beautiful and perfect but alas Alex very seldom does now except for a few occasions like the Christmas before last. Charlie and Alex both came downstairs naked as the day they where born and I couldn’t have been happier that morning sitting watching them opening their presents. I so wish Alex would still strip off more often as she is not a shy girl. Walking into the bathroom or her bedroom and seeing her nude is never a problem and she does not hide her body. I have never questioned her as it is her choice to wear clothing or not. Still she has a wonderful figure. At thirteen she still had a flat chest and now approaching fourteen she is blossoming. She is like my mother (a late developer) and her budding breasts are just big enough for her first bra. She was so happy (why I don’t know with all the problems I had) when she had her first period when she was at her dads who was no help at all. He had to call his mother to come round a sort it out. Last time we had a bath together I did also notice her vagina sprouting hairs. I know she is growing up but I adored to see her baldness and how pretty it was. Still I have my beautiful Charlie to look at and adore, but alas soon she will be older and head the same way. At ten Alex had a wonderful thin physique. Her flat chest was quite a sight with her small pink nipples high on her chest which where adorable. I also loved to see the mould of her bare vagina through her thin cotton panties. She always seemed to pull them up and show off her vagina which I know is sexy but any other mother would be shocked if at any time her skirt would inadvertently expose that most delicious part of anatomy to another. I told Alex to remove her trousers and tie and if she wanted to remove all of her clothes as long as she was comfortable to do so. She was always at ease and removed a everything and lay back on the pillows now totally naked. I have to say I felt a little rush of blood inside me as I looked upon my precious girls nakedness and I scanned her whole body taking in her beautiful form. It is to this day locked in my mind. How beautiful she looked. This a new chapter of her sexuality was about to begin. Alex brushed her long main behind her and sat with an anticipating look on her face. “So where’s my clitty mum?” she simply asked. “Well your clitoris” I said emphasising the word “is exactly where you though it is. Under the hood.” I was a little scared of the situation, as I asked her to open her legs and place them either side of me. I placed my hands on the outside of her legs . This intimate moment had come sooner than I thought and the touch seemed to bring me closer to her and calm me. “First things first baby. I think it would be easier if I show you how to begin masturbating and then it would be easier for you to find it honey” “OK mum” Came an enthusiastic reply from my baby girl. “Ok sweetie. Just start and touch yourself where it feels good baby. Any where on your body that you know feels nice.” Alex began. As I watched I could feel my loins becoming filled and the warmth built up and I new soon I would feel my pussy moisten. I was here watching my sweet angel touch her naked body. Exploring her most sensitive places and soon she would find that special part and have her first orgasm. I felt glad but I tried to push these feelings of incest from my mind. It was hard and I failed miserably. I so wanted to touch her and show her all the delights I had learnt in my life of how nice masturbation could be. I don’t know how I held back but I did. Alex closed her eyes and began by running a finger over her lips gently licking the tip and moistening those thin pink kissable mounds. As I saw her tongue lick the finger I felt the moistness of my pussy inside begin to ooze inside me. I could feel the electric pulses in my clitoris as I watched her. God she looked so beautiful and I just wanted to touch her so much it was almost unbearable. Her fingers slowly travelled down her chin, neck and then between the flat round moulds of her upper chest where her breasts would begin to form. They lingered for a moment as I noticed her other hand begin to caress her thigh. Her small hands caressing her body where beginning to arouse her innermost desires. A pleasure she had never experienced before and I new after this day she would be pleasuring herself as much as possible. She bent her legs spreading them even wider and I could now see that fleshy bare mound and beneath that I could just see her tiny puckered anus. Her vagina was perfect and smooth with that small hood hiding what she wanted so much to find. Her left hand began to rub over her nipples and I could see them harden and become more prominent. “Does that fell nice?” I asked and her response was a simple “mmmmm” “Why don’t you pinch them a little?” I said and she did so letting out another little moan. Her right hand wandered slowly between her legs and I imagined how warm she must feel down there. Her fingers slipped up the small crevice between her outer mounds and I saw the tip of her finger slip under the hood. “ That’s it sweet heart. That’s where your clitty is” I used her word as I thought it sounded so girly and childish it was quite sweet. “ Oh, oh oh mummy.” she groaned and I knew she had found her little nub. How she missed it first time was probably because she wasn’t aroused. I felt so pleased for her as she began to rub a little harder as if like a piston was being fed coal to make it go faster and faster and harder she rubbed. As her finger moved up and down her around her clit making her mons move in union her swollen mounds opened slightly and I could see the inner of her sweet pussy. The shiny pinkness moistening that inner entrance and the small taught skin that would break when her virginity would be taken. I myself was feeling so horny watching my baby pleasure herself. I don’t know hat came over me. I hitched my skirt back over my legs and my hand went to work on myself. My eyes closed as my finger slipped easily into my wet cunt. Alex must have felt my legs move on hers as she said. “Mummy , mummy what are you doing?” I kept my eyes closed as I simply continued fingering myself and in a slight huskily voice, all I could muster was “Nothing baby. Mummy’s just masturbating myself like you.” I could feel my mind becoming misty as my finger slipped in and out of myself and unbeknown Alex was watching me with earnest. She had stopped playing with herself and I didn’t notice as I carried on with images of her coming to a climax. The smell in the room was intoxicating. My precious baby’s vagina releasing it’s own sweet aroma mixing with mine was awesome to say the least. I began to groan with pleasure as Alex so intently looked on in awe as I fingered myself. Lost in my own thoughts I opened my mouth with a loud moan of, “Oh baby my sweet precious baby.” As my floodgates opened and my cunt let out my love juices. Alex was awe struck as I smeared my bushy cunt with come and without a thought I sucked on my fingers to taste my just desserts. “Eeeew mum” I heard Alex say. Slipping the fingers quickly from my mouth I opened my eyes to see Alex staring with her eyebrows tilted in a look of disgust. I was surprised she had stopped touching her clitoris and had just watched me fuck myself. “What sweety?” I asked. “ You just put fingers in your mouth after putting them in their.“ She replied looking down to my glistening hairy pussy. “ Oh sweetheart” I said. “You will do the same when you learn and put a finger into your vagina and you will see how nice it tastes.” “Ooooo sounds yucky mum.” “ Sounds yucky but taste very nice Alex. Now baby you found what you wanted so why did you stop?” I asked. “You mum. You doing that” “Sorry baby I couldn’t help myself I got you know a bit horny and I couldn’t help it.” I said. “What watching me?” She asked “Oh shit” I thought, Yes I did but as if I wasn’t going to admit it. “ No sweety I just ummm felt horny when umm.” God what was I going to say? Ah right got it and continued. “Because I was so happy when you found your clitty baby.” “Right that should do it” I thought and thankfully Alex seemed happy with the answer. “Why don’t you carry on baby and I’ll watch and see you do it right although it seemed you where with the little noises you where making.” I smiled and Alex gave a gleeful smile almost looking embarrassed. “Lie back honey and start again” I said. Alex did so and the tentative touches of her body did not happen again as Alex’s hand went straight between her legs. Again her fingers started as she found her tiny erect clitoris . Starting slowly and speeding up as her moans became louder and I could hear the pleasure in her high pitched sounds. I sniffed the air as her little virgin pussy scent took over my dominant smell and I became even more aroused as I smelt her sex. It was I thought the most divine smell I had ever smelt and I licked my lips as if I could taste her. I watched as her moistness that escaped her tiny delectable pussy making her mound gleam as she seemed to circle her fingers around her hood and small clit. “That’s it baby, that’s it keep going.” I softly spoke to her. Alex’s eyes where tightly shut with her mouth open and quivering in ecstasy, Her chest began to heave as her emotions began to take over her and I could hear her moans became louder and louder. I noticed small shudders of a girls first pulses of ecstasy jolt through her. Her stomach became taught and all of a sudden her bottom rose and her arm froze. Her hand between her legs seemed to vibrate as my sweet girl reached her firs orgasm. With body arched upward her bald pussy protruded as did her hip bones almost asking for me to bury my face down there and drink her come which I so wished I could do. I would have loved to taste my own ten year olds come as the smell indicated how precious and sweet it would be. I almost couldn’t hold back. I Felt so proud of her. Watching her body convulse in ecstasy of the achieved climax. I outstretched my bent legs each side of her and she opened her eyes with the biggest smile of satisfaction upon her face. I pulled her by her arms to me. We held one another so close as Alex came down from that higher plain. I stroked her hair and kissed her cheek whispering, “My baby you’ve done wonderfully. Mummy’s so very proud of you, very proud.” We held one another for minutes and I could not help but run my fingers over her bare back feeling her soft skin and spine which began to disappear toward the top of her buttocks. That’s where I stopped not wanting to scare my daughter and spoil probably the most wonderful day of her short life. I couldn’t feel any more elation and adoration for her and I had so wished this was myself feeling my first orgasm again. Mine was different though as another girl had brought me to a climax and I so wanted to have given my baby her first, but even so I was still so happy for her. This was the first of many orgasms for Alex and as I had thought she like me masturbates at least once a day. Since that first time when Alex had watched me, she had asked if we could masturbate together. I was a little dubious but agreed and when it came to it I was also a bit worried that Charlie might catch us. With that in mind I made arrangements for our times together. I would put Charlie to bed and I knew fine well that when I would go to bed I would find her there as she always ends up sleeping with me. I never did stop her and even at seven she still sleeps with me. I will check on her when Alex would want us to be together and we will go to her room as she has a double bed and we will stay there until we are satisfied. As it where. At times we will sit or lay either facing one another or side by side touching ourselves till we orgasm and even sometimes we will come at the same time. My self control held as I never did touch Alex sexually only to hold and cuddle her after our times together. One afternoon after almost three months when we held each other (by this time we would both would get naked and masturbate) Alex and I where embracing. I as did most of the time kiss her cheeks and one time a little glance in her eyes which made the moment so overpowering to us both and Alex implicated a French kiss. The glazed stare into each others eyes and the smell and heat of the room made it almost impossible to contain ourselves. As our lips met it was her tongue that entered my mouth and I couldn’t stop myself from returning her kiss. I almost went to far wanting to cup her moist pussy and bring her to another climax and fulfil all those desires I had for her, but again my self control stopped me. I don’t know how I held back. Guess it was my maternal instincts and even though incest was in my mind my morels did not allow me to instigate a sexual relationship with my own daughter. The kiss was a heated moment and after I felt scared and butterflies racked my stomach for two days as the kiss stuck in my thoughts playing over and over again. The next few weeks I did hug Alex but with the thoughts in my mind I pulled away and I know she could feel my discomfort as our cuddles where shorter than usual. For months I never even kissed Alex on the cheeks and thankfully Alex never mentioned that kiss for some time. It took a long time for our feelings to become known and eventually I again felt comfortable to prolong the hugging and peck my sweet angel on her face again. Our masturbation times and cuddles afterward continue to this day things have changed between us. These things being far more intimate and I will write about them in due course. To say that we became lovers is an understatement and the tale of this is so beautiful. So you will have to wait. One day in particular I remember. I can’t actually remember how long Alex and I had been doing things together when she came back from school early one Wednesday afternoon. “High sweetie” I said as she plonked herself on the sofa next to me. “Hi mum” she replied as she bent forward and kissed me on the lips. In seconds I heard a zip and to my astonishment Alex had her hand in her panties and began to masturbate. My God I was astonished to say the least at her brazenness. I just sat there and watched her as she began to rub herself and I couldn’t help but just sit and stare. Sat in her school uniform which as I said even in her trousers turned me on I was frozen, Thoughts of Susie coming out of her room and catching her rubbing herself and me just sat watching in delight with I guess a kind of lustful look on my face ran through my mind but I couldn’t bring myself to say ‘stop it’ and go to her room. I was so mesmerized by the beauty of this moment of sheer lust that she was experiencing. I felt so horny watching my girl touching herself. I so wanted her to pull her trousers down so I could appreciate the full spectacle of her sexual passion. It seemed even more arousing and heightened the sensations just to see her hand hidden between her legs watching the garments move and the imagination of what she was doing. Like a soft core movie it was what I couldn’t see that made it alluring and erotic. Just like I had seen one afternoon during lunch at work when I was in the office and new fine well a work colleague was fingering herself hidden behind her desk. The movement of her mouth and eyes gave it away even though I could not see her actually masturbating the thrill was compelling. I was never so brave and would have to retreat to the toilet. Although I can admit to hiding in the store cupboard and once or twice getting caught up in a certain moment and simply slipping my hand between my legs and finger fuck myself. At least the other women had the decency to do it in her lunch brake rather than me actually getting paid to pleasure myself. After Alex was finished she just lay there and as she had found she slipped her fingers into her mouth and tasted herself. Oh I so wished to suck on her fingers and taste her sweet pussy for so long as I watched her mouth wrap around them and her tongue buzz and lick the taste of her gooey nectar I remember I almost came I had wanted to do that for so long. I always knew she would find that taste so sweet an nice it was only a matter of time till she would dare try it. She gathered her thoughts, stood and zipped her trousers up. A quick glance at my astonished face she gave me a cheeky smile and went to her room to change. I couldn’t believe it. I or she never even spoke of it and I will always remember her doing that. It is a pleasurable memory so to mention it to her might spoil it. I like to imagine she had been watching the girls at school and the pressure of lust for them building up throughout the day was too much and she wanted to come home and show me how horny she was. Well it certainly worked. A young girl of eleven in the heat of a moment who simply couldn’t hold back and just going for it was and will always be a fond memory for me. That was it. The story of my eldest daughters first orgasm and another snippet. I know she will remember her first for life and if one day she has children of her own she will show them (girl or boy) the joys of masturbation. I cannot even say that she will even have an incestuous family as it had never entered my thoughts until recently. Alex and our masturbation times where simply me showing her sexual self gratification and no more. Just sharing my experience with her as all mothers should do. I mean what has happened since, with no thought of premeditation has just begun. I cannot say that day will remain one of the proudest moments of my life for her, but it will come a close second. All my love My Girls |