Note: These characters aren't mine, they belong to the producers of "Stargate SG-1". I'm just using them for a dirty little story I want to tell. This story involves lesbian sex and sex between a mother and her adopted daughter. If this offends you, please look elsewhere.
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Janet Frasier, the chief doctor at America's top-secret Stargate Command, was exhausted. It had been a long day and she was ready for bed. She pulled the short robe over her naked body and left the humid bathroom. That shower was just what she needed.
But not all. Sam's conversation after dinner had Janet more than a little aroused. After Cassie left them, the woman kept talking about sex - oral sex especially. It was almost like she was trying to tell Janet something. Now, Sam was headed home, Cassie was in bed, and she was thinking about taking matters into her own hands. It had been so long since...
As she walked down the hall, she paused in front of her adopted daughter's room. She smiled, thinking of how well the girl had adapted to Earth in the last several years. But even more for the near-disaster two months ago.
Cassandra Frasier was an orphan from an alien world; to all outward appearances she was human, but she had been a pawn in an alien attempt to destroy the Earth. Even more recently, on her birthday in fact, she was the subject of insidious experiments by the same evil alien "god" named Nurti. Only the quick actions of SG-1, and Janet's best friend, Sam Carter, had saved the girl.
As Janet paused in front of the closed door, she heard a low moaning sound. Alarmed, she burst into the 18-year old's room. The sight before her was not at all what she had expected.
Cassie was lying there, nude from the waist down; the gym shorts she usually wore to bed by her side. Her tee shirt was pushed up, exposing her small, round breasts. But, even more shocking to the woman in the doorway, Cassie had one hand between her legs, rubbing vigorously while her other was pinching a hard, eraser-sized nipple.
"Cassandra!" she shouted.
The girl opened her eyes, glanced towards her partly opened closet, then smiled, and said, "Oh. Hi Mom."
"Hi Mom?!? Hi Mom?!? Cassandra, what are you doing?" Janet managed to ask without shrieking.
"I'm making myself feel good. Don't you?"
"Cassie...I..." Janet was at a loss for words. Her daughter was lying there practically naked, her fingers moving over her sex, and matter-of-factly asking her if she masturbated.
"Mom? Are you alright?"
"Cassie, you shouldn't... Well, not in front of people." Janet's eyes were glued to the wet fingers sliding around the hot flesh of her daughter's pussy as she tried to figure out how to explain what the girl was doing was wrong, especially since she had been planning the same thing. "At least cover yourself!"
"Sure, Mom," Cassie agreed, pulling her sheet up just barely covering her busy fingers. "Mom? I need your help..."
Janet was still looking towards Cassie's covered crotch, watching the hidden movements of her hand. "Please, Cassandra, stop that...thank you. What's the matter?" The brunette sat next to her daughter on the bed, feeling her forehead for any signs of fever.
"I need your help losing my virginity."
"WHAT?!?" Janet practically leaped off the bed in shock.
Cassandra reached up and took Janet's hand, pulling her back to the bed. "On my world, when a girl comes of age, she loses her virginity to her mother. Or closest female relative. That should have been a couple of years ago but things are different here."
Janet merely stared at her daughter. What was she talking about?
"Didn't Sam tell you? I asked her to help me but she said, since you were my mom now, it should be you. She said she'd explain everything to you." Cassandra looked at her adoptive mother. "It's considered a great honor."
"But Cassandra, it's not right. Mothers don't have sex with their daughters. Or their sons. It's just not right..." Janet paused, then asked in a shocked whisper, "You talked to Sam about this? Samantha Carter?"
"Yes, Mom. She told me she was honored but that you should be the one. And I think so too. I want you, Mom. I want you to make love to me and take my cherry!"
"But, it's not right. I...I can't..." Janet stammered, her nostrils filling with the smell of her aroused daughter. She could feel herself getting wet again. Damn Sam and all that talk of sex. Now this!
Cassie saw her mother's eyes fixed on her sheet-covered crotch and purposely moved her fingers, causing the sheet to move. Barely covering her anyway, the cloth slid off to the side, revealing the teen's wet, naked pussy.
Janet licked her lips, she had never even thought about doing something like this. Especially not with her daughter. But...she couldn't take her eyes off the site before her: her daughter fingering herself.
And Janet had such an itch...
"Mom? Please? Make me feel good? It's better if I feel good," Cassie purred.
"I...I can't. I won't..." But Janet lowered her head, her long, brown hair falling around her face as she moved her mouth towards the lightly-furred pussy before her.
"Oh yessss!!!" Cassie moaned as first her mother's long hair tickled her thighs and belly, then the woman's tongue licked lightly at her swollen lips. "Oh Mom! That's wonderful!"
Janet was appalled. Janet was excited. She was licking her little girl's pussy and enjoying it! The salty juice was nectar to her. The musky scent perfume to her. The young Air Force doctor pressed her face into the hot sex, smearing the teen's hot cum across her mouth and chin. The short, golden pubic hairs tickled her nose as she deeply inhaled the girl's aroma. She shoved her tongue into the girl, feeling the presence of the thin membrane stretching as she prodded it.
"Oh Mom...please! Fuck me! I need you to fuck me!"
Janet was shocked and aroused to hear her girl say such things. She pulled back after another long swipe with her tongue and placed her fingers at the entrance to the young girl's pussy. The flesh her fingers were caressing was hot and wet. Janet could feel her own pussy practically dripping down her legs.
"Cassie, I don't... This..." Janet pulled her hand away from her daughter's sex as she tried to regain some control over herself and the situation. She was destined to fail.
"Mom. It's okay," the teen said as she stroked her mother's soft hair. Sitting up, she leaned towards Janet and kissed her.
Janet had often kissed Cassandra good night but never like this. The soft, warm lips pressed insistently against hers and she felt her daughter's tongue push against her closed mouth. Almost instinctively, she opened her mouth and the girl's tongue pushed in to roll around her own in a wet dance of desire and lust.