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The road trip down the California coast turned out to be great fun. The van was well stocked by Stephanie with snacks and drinks, there were plenty of games and videos for the little girls to keep them entertained, and the views were absolutely beautiful. They stopped for a night at a motel just outside L.A., planning to finish the drive to San Diego the next morning.
The night in the motel was interesting. They had two rooms, each with two queen-size beds. Again there was a long discussion of who would sleep where. Eventually it was determined that the twins and their moms would be in one room, with Carol, Stacie, Kelly, and Jordan in the second.
“We’ll put the girls in one bed,” said Carol, “and Stacie and I will take the other. Or, who knows, maybe we’ll all just squeeze in together!”
As she made this remark, Carol sent a lascivious wink in the direction of her daughter and her granddaughter — or at least that’s how it appeared to Veronica. It made her wonder again about some of the peculiar things her sister had written in her emails before the trip. If you read between the lines, it almost led you to think that they… but no, it couldn’t be, Veronica reproved herself, I’m just imagining things.
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It seemed strange to Kelly the way her Aunt Carol was looking at her. As soon as she’d begun to undress for bed, pulling her loose sweater over her head, she felt the woman’s eyes all over her. It was kind of like those boys at school who ogled her, who pawed her whenever they could, who were always begging for more. There was a big difference, though — she didn’t like that, and she did like this. It made Kelly feel all jumpy and happy inside when she noticed a woman examining her body. She was certain by now that she only liked girls, not boys, even though she hadn’t said that to anyone yet, not even her mom, either of her moms.
Like her mother, Veronica, Kelly was petite. At 14 years old and standing not quite 5’2”, she weighed only 90 pounds, but she was athletic. She enjoyed swimming, hiking, bike riding, and playing sports. The girl was happy with the shape of her body, slim and soft but strong too for her size. She often admired herself naked in the mirror, and really liked it when other women or girls would look at her.
The teenager realized suddenly that her nipples had become firmly erect. With her sweater off, she was wearing just a thin white tank top with no bra. She glanced down at her chest and saw the tips poking through the clingy material. Her breasts were small, barely an A cup, but her nipples were sensitive and highly responsive. And when she looked up at Carol again, she could see that those perky nipples of hers were getting plenty of attention.
What was totally wild, though, was that the older woman not only was looking at Kelly with blatant sexual hunger in her eyes, but also at Stacie, her own daughter, and even at Jordan!!
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In the room next to theirs, Veronica shook her head, but that didn’t change anything. She couldn’t shake the notion that her older sister Carol might actually be having sex with her own daughter, and maybe even with her granddaughter too! The idea was outrageous, ridiculous, preposterous — and incredibly erotic.
As she and Stephanie and the twins prepared for bed, images streamed through her mind: Carol and Stacie lying together naked, kissing, with Carol on top of Stacie, humping her daughter, or… Stacie taking off Jordan’s clothes, running her hands all over the child’s smooth body, then spreading her legs apart, putting her mouth down there, licking her little pussy, or… all three of them together, kissing and touching and sucking and licking and fingering, three generations of lesbian incest.
Was it possible? Could it be? Surely not, and yet…
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“Mommy?”
“Yes, honey?”
“Can I sleep naked with Kelly or do I have to wear something?” asked Jordan as she pulled off her panties.
The question made Stacie laugh, in spite of her embarrassment. “No, I think you should put some jammies on. You’ll be more comfortable that way.”
“No, I won’t.”
“Well, you put your jammies on anyway. Go ahead.”
“You know, she just might have the right idea,” commented Carol, with a wry smile. “After all, we’re on vacation. Why not treat this as an adventure? You’re the mom, of course, and what you say goes. But it might be fun to give it a try.”
“Give what a try?” Stacie asked, frowning slightly.
“All of us, the four of us, sleeping naked tonight, just for fun.”
Kelly’s eyes went wide. It did sound like fun, but it was kind of shocking too. Could they? Would they really? She hoped they would!
Stacie glanced at her cousin. Kelly wore a look that was hard to read. She seemed uneasy but there was something else there too, a hint of excitement, of anticipation. When their eyes met, Kelly grinned and shrugged, as if to say sure, whatever.
The young woman took a deep breath. Apparently it was up to her to decide. There was certainly no doubt what her mother wanted. And so far, the things she had proposed for them over the past few weeks, no matter how improper — to say the least! — they might seem to others, had brought her and her little girl nothing but happiness. So, why not?
Stacie winked at Carol. “You’re the mom, of course, and what you say goes. Is it all right with you, Kelly?”
“Yeah, um, okay.”
“Yay!” clapped Jordan. “Come on, Kelly, take off your clothes!”
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It was late and Veronica and Stephanie wanted the kids to get some sleep, so they decided to turn off the light. But as Veronica lay in the dark trying her best to drift off, she couldn’t stop thinking about her sister, about lesbian incest, and the more she thought about it, the more aroused she became until sleep seemed inconceivable.
Finally she turned to the familiar easy sedative of lovemaking with her partner. That always would leave her totally satisfied and ready for a deep, restful slumber. There was one problem, however. Their 8-year-old daughters were in the bed right next to theirs. But most likely the girls are asleep by now, Veronica told herself, and even if they’re not, we can just be quiet. They wouldn’t have to know. She snuggled closer to Stephanie and let her hand find a breast.
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“Do you know how to play Pony?” Jordan whispered. She and Kelly were naked in bed together with the lights out. They lay facing each other, clasping hands, both too excited by the novelty of the situation for sleep to be anywhere near.
“No. What’s that?”
“It’s a game. I can show you how. Not now, ‘cuz Mommy might get mad. But I’ll teach you, okay?”
“Sure, okay.” Kelly whispered. She was puzzled, though. Why would her mom get mad just because Jordan taught her a game?
“Do you know how to kiss? With your tongue?”
“Um, what?”
“Like this.”
And the little girl kissed her! Jordan brought her mouth to Kelly’s, lips parted, tongue probing. Kelly was startled, but she couldn’t help herself — she opened her mouth and they shared an incredibly exciting wet kiss.
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Carol and Stacie were spooning, mother behind daughter. They could hear the girls whispering in the bed across from theirs, although at the moment they weren’t paying much attention to them.
The older woman nibbled at the soft skin under her daughter’s ear, licking and kissing her neck, her hands roaming over the 25-year-old’s slim body, sensually caressing her legs, her belly, her breasts. And Stacie was enraptured, completely willing, eager to surrender. She sighed in pleasure as she shifted slightly, parting her thighs, inviting her mother’s hand to reach down and find the abundant warm moisture she could feel gathering there.
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Stephanie almost never resisted Veronica’s advances. She loved her partner, she loved having sex, and besides she was basically a giving person. It simply wasn’t in her nature to refuse. But if there was ever an exception, this should be it. How could they do it now, with the twins right there?
Her nipple didn’t seem to care about any of that, though, instantly becoming erect when Veronica began to fondle it. It felt good, so good, but still, they really shouldn’t, should they? No, they couldn’t. Reluctantly, Stephanie turned her head, ready to whisper that perhaps they should wait for a better time, but before she could utter a sound, her mouth was covered by Veronica’s.
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Kelly wasn’t sure what to do or think. She loved little girls, sometimes fantasized when she masturbated about touching and kissing them — but this wasn’t fantasy, this was really happening!
Jordan finally pulled away. Both girls were panting now, breathing hard. Kelly was actually trembling with arousal.
“Do you like that?” Jordan whispered.
“Um, uh-huh, yeah, but…” Kelly tried to catch her breath “…how did you ever learn to kiss like that?”
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Veronica was suddenly ravenous, feeling as turned on as she ever had in her 41 years. She thrust her tongue between Stephanie’s lips as she squeezed her partner’s breast, pinching the nipple hard. She felt her own nipples aching with need, begging to be touched and licked and sucked. Was it the taboo thrill of incest that so excited her? Was it the idea of making love in the same room with their daughters? Whatever it was, she was nearly out of control.
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“Nanna taught me,” said Jordan.
“She — she — Nanna??” Kelly couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. And she also couldn’t believe what she was feeling. The little girl’s hands were on her bare breasts, fondling them, squeezing them, playing with the nipples. What was going on?!
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Holly and Hailey were light sleepers, they always had been, and when something awakened one of the pair, the other also woke up. They were attuned that way. Now as they lay on their backs in the dark, wearing their matching nighties and holding hands, they were listening.
They knew their mothers had sex, of course. It’s what married people did, or people who were practically the same thing as married, like their moms. And the twins knew what sex was, at least vaguely. But they had never been in the same room with their mothers before while the women were having sex.
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Stacie loved kissing her mother. The woman was a wonderful kisser, and besides, this was the person who meant more to her than anyone else in the world except her daughter. Over the last few weeks, the two had joyfully rekindled the closeness they’d shared when Stacie was a child. And then they’d gone further, much further, now sharing total physical intimacy.
She groaned as she felt her mother’s finger entering her. God, yes, she wanted it, she wanted her mommy, her beautiful mommy, to fuck her cunt. Stacie spread her legs wider apart. She was breathing hard, already getting close, holding her mother’s face in her hands, kissing her deeply, sucking her tongue.
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Stephanie couldn’t resist. She couldn’t say no. She’d tried to, but with her partner kissing her mouth and squeezing her breast, showing such urgent need, such strong desire for her, her inhibitions melted away. So what if her little girls were right there in the bed across from theirs. Sex was natural, it was beautiful, so why not?
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“What are you — you shouldn’t —” Kelly stammered. But she made no move to prevent the child from touching her. It felt so good!
“I like it,” Jordan told her. “Yours are kinda small, like Mommy’s. Nanna’s are bigger. I like yours, though.”
What did that mean? That the little girl fondled her mother’s breasts the same way? And her grandmother’s too? Omigod, it’s unbelievable! But Kelly sighed in pleasure as Jordan pinched her nipples, pulling on them, twisting them. And almost without realizing what she was doing, she leaned closer to the 7-year-old, bringing their lips together, kissing her again.
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Hailey and Holly could whisper nearly soundlessly, understanding and sharing thoughts as only twins can do. Now as they lay in bed listening to their moms make love, few words were needed. “…kissing, tongues…” “… sucking…” “…boobies, nipples…” “…she’s excited…” “…I know, and…” “… finger inside…” “…funny smell…” “…listen…”
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Jordan was on top of Kelly, hands on her breasts, kissing wetly. The teenager loved what was happening to her, even if it seemed unreal. Could she actually be doing this, kissing a naked little girl, grabbing the child’s bare bottom?
She really was, and it was awesome, amazing — but what was even more amazing was what she could hear taking place in the bed next to theirs. Part of her mind was listening to that, and there was no doubt, none at all. Carol and Stacie, mother and daughter, were having sex!!
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As she continued fucking Stacie with her finger, Carol shifted slightly higher on the bed, taking a breast in her free hand, pointing the nipple, feeding it to her daughter’s mouth. The young woman eagerly accepted the hard nipple, sucking, licking, biting, tasting, loving her mother’s breasts. Then Stacie’s hand reached out, touching a thigh, sliding up, rubbing the crotch, so much wetness there, her fingers spreading the labia, probing within, seeking her mother’s cunt, finding it, and then pushing inside.
“Yes, god, fuck me!” Carol groaned.
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Kelly was so turned on, she couldn’t stop herself, she had to do this. She opened her legs and with her hands still on Jordan’s little bottom, pulled their mounds tightly together.
Breaking the kiss momentarily, Jordan whispered, “Pony-Pony?” Kelly didn’t reply, had no idea what it meant, only knew she wanted Jordan’s pussy on her pussy. She grabbed the girl behind her head with one hand and pulled their mouths together again as she spread her legs even wider apart and arched her pelvis, thrusting her sex against the child’s.
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Lying face to face, hugging and kissing, Stephanie and Veronica masturbated each other. Fingers rubbing clits, dipping inside vaginas, hot slippery liquids coating their hands, both women breathing hard, getting very close.
Hailey and Holly whispered “…smell is strong…” “kinda nice…” “…something wet…” “…so much kissing…” “…we could try…” as they held each other.
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“Ooh! Mom! Yes!!” Stacie climaxed as her mother finger-fucked her.
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“Now—?” “Uh-huh, now!” Veronica and Stephanie reached orgasm simultaneously, gasping and groaning loudly. The woman were unable to stay quiet, and right now didn’t care anyway. Their daughters listened closely, spooning in the dark.
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Quickly recovering, wanting to give her mother the same pleasure she’d just felt, Stacie shoved her fingers deep inside Carol’s vagina, as far as they would go. She started sliding them in and out, using her thumb at the same time to stroke the clit. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Carol urged.
Kelly’s legs were wrapped around Jordan’s, her hips bucking, trying to press their pussies more tightly together as they kissed and as she listened to what was happening in the bed across from theirs. She wasn’t sure she could come that way, but that was fine, it didn’t really matter. What she wanted was to feel as close as possible to the little girl, to feel her warm young body on top of hers. She squeezed the child’s cute bottom in her hands.
Then she heard her aunt climaxing. Wow! Just a minute or so before, she’d heard Stacie. It was so unbelievable — mother-daughter sex, something Kelly often fantasized about — and now it was really happening, right there beside her!
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“Thank you,” whispered Veronica as she gently kissed her partner, and as the women sucked each other’s fingers. It was the way they liked to finish after they mutually masturbated, sharing their juices.
“I love you,” Stephanie whispered, between kisses and licks. Gradually they settled down, holding each other, Veronica feeling sleepy at last.
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“I love you, Mom,” Stacie whispered.
The reply from Carol was a long, slow, intensely romantic kiss, soft lips sliding together, mother and daughter in deepest intimacy. They hugged, sighed, and soon drifted off.
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It was quiet now, only gentle breathing. That smell the twins had noticed before was even stronger, filling the room. It was an aroma they liked, though they couldn’t say why. Holly and Hailey were lying face to face, doing what they would do nearly every night on their way to sleep. They were hugging, foreheads together, lips occasionally touching, just the tenderest of kisses, a warm comforting connection.
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Kelly was still. After Carol and Stacie had reached orgasm, they quickly quieted. Jordan seemed to tire as well. It had been a full day for the little one, and it was very late. Soon her breathing slowed, and Kelly could tell she was almost asleep, lying atop her. She smiled to herself, gently caressing the adorable girl’s smooth skin.
Sleep did not come right away for Kelly, though, not for a long while. She had too much to think about. But eventually she joined the others in dreamland.
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In the morning, when they got up, everyone behaved as though nothing unusual had happened. Kelly was surprised. She thought that maybe somebody would say something about it, but no, they were nonchalant, as if it was all perfectly typical, as if lesbian incest was a common occurrence.
In the next room, they weren’t quite so blasé. Stephanie and Veronica did their best to act normal, but both felt sheepish. And while the twins gave no outward indication of having heard what they’d heard the night before, knowing looks passed between them. Still, life went on.
Quick showers, breakfast, and then back in the van and on their way. The drive was shorter this time. In just a few hours they reached the outskirts of San Diego. Following printed directions and an only partially reliable GPS navigator, they managed to find the big hotel right on the beach, the Playa del Mar, and the group of condos associated with it.
They were there. It was just past noon, and their wonderful vacation was about to begin.
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