We slept late the next morning, not rousing ourselves until almost 10:00. My daughter and I obviously needed plenty of rest following such a torrid bout of sex.
Kerie gave me a long, warm kiss, then hopped out of bed and went to use the toilet. I lay there a few moments longer, smiling to myself as I reviewed the events of the night before: the wonderful dinner, the arousing fashion show, and especially the passionate lovemaking with my little girl. An altogether unforgettable evening.
After she came back and kissed me again, I took my turn in the bathroom. That’s when the phone rang. It was Jae. Kerie chatted with her for a minute while I finished, then handed the receiver to me.
“Hey, what’s up?” I greeted her. “How’d your date go last night?”
“My god, even hotter than the one before. I’m telling ya, Shelly, that woman is a ferocious wild animal, out of control. You should see me, I’m covered all over with scratches and welts and hickeys. I don’t always like it rough, but with her it’s just amazing, more like gymnastics than sex. And Rose always seems hungry for more, turning me up and down and all around, stretching and twisting, her tongue and fingers going everywhere. I’m completely worn out!”
“Sounds like it,” I said, laughing as Jae finally stopped to take a breath. “I guess she’s making up for lost time. I don’t think she’s dated very much in the past few years.”
“Maybe so. Anyway, if she hadn’t had to leave around midnight to get home to her kids, we might still be going at it. She is a hellcat. In the best possible way, of course.”
“Yeah,” I giggled.
“And speaking of her kids, you are not going to believe this.”
“Believe what?”
“What Rose told me last night, right after we got in bed and started kissing.”
“What did she tell you?”
“The surprising thing is, she didn’t even say I shouldn’t tell anyone… I suppose she figured I’d probably tell you anyway, since we’re so close, and —”
“What is it? What’s the big secret?”
“Are you sitting down?” said Jae.
“Yes. Well, sitting in bed with Kerie.”
“Heh, I guess that’s fitting.”
“What do you mean?”
“Rose makes out with her daughter Emily. She gets in bed with her at night and kisses her, using tongues and everything, you know, really making out. She claims she’s teaching her how.”
“Uh-huh,” I nodded into the phone.
“Aren’t you surprised? Isn’t that incredible?”
“It is. But I actually heard about it yesterday.”
“You did? Really? From who?”
“Uh, well, Emily talked to Kerie about it during her sleepover with Melissa the night before, then Kerie came home and told me.”
“Wow…”
“And that’s not all she told me, either.”
“What? There’s something more? What else?”
“Um, tell you what, have you had breakfast yet?” I asked. “Kerie and I just woke up and haven’t eaten anything. You want to come over here for brunch and we can talk some more?”
“Sure, I could do that. But only if you promise to tell me everything.”
“I will, don’t worry.”
“Okay, good. I want to take a quick shower first but I can be there in maybe a half hour or so, all right?”
“Perfect. See you then.”
Kerie and I lazed around naked in bed a bit longer, then got up and put on some clothes. I made coffee for myself and hot chocolate for her. She brought in the Sunday paper and was going through the funnies, reading some of her favorites to me while we decided what to have for brunch.
When the doorbell rang ten minutes later, Kerie ran to answer it. I was mixing batter for waffles as bacon sizzled in a pan.
Jae came into the kitchen and gave me a hug, nuzzling my ear. “Hey, sexy woman,” she said.
“Hi, big sis.”
We kissed once on the lips, then I said, “Pour yourself some coffee, sit down, take it easy. This will only take a minute or two.”
“Need any help?” she asked, peering over my shoulder.
“Nah, you’d only mess things up somehow.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” my sister chortled. Jae’s ineptitude at cooking was a running joke between us.
The iron was hot. I poured a ladleful of batter onto it and closed the lid. The bacon looked like it was ready too, so I removed the strips from the pan and set them on a paper towel to drain.
As we enjoyed our brunch, Jae filled us in on more details about the savage but playful sex she’d had the night before with Rose. We spoke openly about this in front of Kerie, choosing not to hide anything from her at this point. My daughter listened with eyes wide — and ears too, of course.
Then Jae said, “So, how about you guys? How was your dinner last night at, uh, whatever their name was… did that turn into a big orgy?”
“No, not exactly,” I replied. “It was a lot of fun, but nothing quite like that yet.”
“Yet?”
“Well, who knows? At this point, it seems like almost anything might be possible.”
“Yeah —” then suddenly Jae remembered “— but wait, you said you had something else to tell me about Emily and Rose and Melissa, or whatever. What was it?”
I smiled teasingly. “I think maybe Kerie should tell you about that.”
“About what?” asked Kerie. She’d finished her waffle and was munching on a piece of bacon.
“I think Aunt Jae might like to hear what Emily and Melissa did with their teddies at the sleepover.”
“Ooh…” sighed Jae. “This sounds good.”
“You mean about the race and stuff?” said Kerie.
“Uh-huh,” I nodded. “Tell her what they did, what you saw them do.”
“Okay. Um, we were in Melissa’s room, and we were talking, and then Emily went and got a teddy bear from her room and Melissa picked up one of hers, the one she said she likes to use, and then they both took off their undies and got up on Melissa’s bed and had a race.”
“A race?” asked Jae.
“Yeah, they started rubbing on top of their teddies to see who could do it faster, get an orgasm first.”
“Oh my god.”
“Uh-huh,” said Kerie. “Emily did first, she won, but then Melissa did too. They both got orgasms. But then they didn’t either want to stop. They did it again, raced again, and this time it was almost the same, at the same time, I mean. Except you know what?”
“What?” Jae asked.
“I think Emily sorta did it slower than she could’ve that time, the second time, like maybe she wanted to wait for Melissa or something so they could do it together, you know?”
“You mean, so they could come together?” said Jae in a husky voice. I noticed she had a hand under the table, working between her legs.
“Yeah,” Kerie nodded. “And they both did, at practically the same time. They got orgasms again.”
“So fucking hot, two little girls, sisters…” Jae murmured.
“Why don’t we… just leave these dishes?” I suggested. “I’ll stick them in the sink and we can go, uh, maybe we should go in your bedroom, Kerie, and play games with Aunt Jae some more. Would you like that?”
“Yeah!” my daughter nodded eagerly.
“How about you, Jae?”
“Fuck yeah!”
“Fuck yeah!” repeated Kerie, laughing.
Five minutes later we were in her bedroom, ready for a long afternoon of hot incestuous lesbian sex.
After taking off our clothes and pulling back the covers, we squeezed into the single bed, grinning at one another and giggling. Though we hadn’t discussed a plan, Jae and I soon began kissing Kerie — who was in the middle — going back and forth, one woman wetly kissing the child while the other watched. We took turns, sucking and licking at my little girl’s mouth, our excitement steadily increasing, moans growing louder.
The first hour or so was all spent on Kerie. We kissed her for several minutes, then our hands went between her legs and we fingered her together. Jae hadn’t learned yet exactly what Kerie liked, but I certainly knew. As we continued kissing her mouth, now alternating with nibbling at her tiny nipples, I rubbed Kerie’s clit while Jae teased at the opening to her vagina and her anus.
Soon I felt my daughter moving beneath me, squirming the way she would when an orgasm approached. She panted, trembled, made little squeaking sounds, then suddenly went rigid, holding her breath, every muscle tense — until she shuddered all over and groaned, coming for us.
“Fuck, that is so fucking hot,” whispered Jae. “An 8-year-old girl, so fucking hot.”
This was the first time she’d seen Kerie come like that. Their previous session together had been mostly tribbing — which was highly erotic, of course, but also frenzied, things happening fast. In a way this felt more intimate, bringing the child with our fingers, watching her face as she climaxed.
As Kerie’s breathing slowed, her spasms subsiding, Jae gently kissed her lips, murmuring softly to her. Kerie slipped her tongue into Jae’s mouth. Obviously she was ready for more.
“Why don’t you sit on her face now,” I suggested, “while I lick her pussy, okay?”
Jae’s eyebrows went up. She stared at me a moment, then turned to Kerie. “Would you, uh, would you like that?”
“Uh-huh,” my daughter nodded, with a happy smile.
So, Jae climbed on top of Kerie, straddling her, and I slid down between my baby’s legs. I went slowly at first, just kissing and nibbling, licking around the edges of her pussy, not wanting to build her up too quickly. I wasn’t sure Kerie was experienced enough yet with oral, if she would be able to bring Jae to orgasm, but that turned out not to be a problem.
After a minute or so of gentle licking, I looked up and saw that Jae was holding Kerie’s head in her hands, rocking on top of her, basically fucking her face. And from the sounds my sister was making, the way she was gasping for air, it seemed she might already be close. I smiled to myself, then pushed my tongue inside Kerie’s vagina — something I knew she loved — probing, tasting, running my tongue all around. Immediately I felt her respond, arching her pelvis, shoving her pussy in my face.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Jae hissed, in rhythm with each thrust of her cunt in Kerie’s mouth.
I sucked at my daughter’s vagina a few seconds longer, then moved to her clit, sliding my tongue all the way up inside the sweet juicy furrow, lapping up her nectar. Fastening my mouth over the stiff pink bud, I kissed and nibbled, wanting to bring her as soon as I could after Jae reached orgasm, if not at the same time.
Jae suddenly cried out, almost a scream. She was coming, hard.
I sucked on Kerie’s clit and pushed my knuckle into her pussy, twisting it around. My daughter squirmed, squealed — and then I felt the spasms begin, the muscles of her vagina contracting, her tiny clit throbbing under my tongue. She climaxed.
We rested only a few minutes before trading places. Jae would lick her this time, and I would get to sit on my baby’s face. I trembled with excitement as I mounted her. It was such a thrill to be doing this with Kerie — with both of them — having sex with my daughter and my sister at the same time. Plus I needed to come so badly. My pussy ached with erotic tension.
“Hi, Mommy,” Kerie smiled.
I looked down at her, framed between my legs. Her skin was flushed, cheeks shiny and wet with the spill from Jae’s pussy. So fucking hot.
“Hi, baby,” I whispered. “Mommy loves you very much.”
“I know. I love you too, Mom.”
Then I heard another voice. “My god, look at that.”
It was Jae, marveling with her first close-up look at my little girl’s pussy. “So beautiful, just so beautiful…”
I listened a moment longer, then spread my pussy lips with my fingers, and with a guttural moan lowered my cunt to Keri’s waiting mouth.
It took almost no time for me to come. I was tightly wound, right on the edge, and my first orgasm arrived in what seemed only seconds. This wasn’t a big one, almost like a pre-come, but it certainly was a climax. I’m capable of multiple orgasms, fortunately, and under these circumstances I was definitely in the mood for more.
I continued riding Kerie’s tongue, climaxing at least two additional times in her mouth. It may have been more than that. I don’t know, I lost track. I sat on my daughter’s face, she licked my pussy, and I just kept coming over and over again.
Kerie came too with Jae eating her, I’m pretty sure, though by then it was all sort of a blur. After my second or third orgasm, I was floating in a haze, a hypnotic trance of forbidden arousal, the whole world condensed to just my cunt and my daughter’s mouth.
I must have finally passed out. Things went black, and when I opened my eyes, I was lying on my side in the bed, knees pulled up, both hands clamped between my legs. Kerie was close by, looking at me with concern, her small hand on my cheek, gently caressing.
“So she knocked you for a loop, huh?” said Jae. She was on her knees, just behind Kerie, grinning down at me. “Into the stratosphere?”
“Yeah, I… I guess so.” I took a deep breath and let it out, then another. My head was still spinning a bit, but gradually the dizziness went away. I pushed myself up to a sitting position. “Wow…”
“Are you okay, Mommy?” Kerie asked.
“Yes, honey, I’m fine, just fine.” I patted her hand. “Don’t worry. You just, you made me come so hard. I mean, I really loved it, it was totally great, but I guess I — I guess I fainted or something.”
After that we took a longer break. Jae went to the kitchen, naked, and came back with a tall glass of orange juice for me, a Coke for Kerie, and a bottle of beer for herself. Ordinarily I wouldn’t allow Kerie to have food or drink in her bedroom, but since we were already breaking some of society’s strictest rules — and enjoying it! — those other rules didn’t seem to matter so much.
I recovered pretty quickly drinking the juice, then thought of something I wanted to ask.
“Hey, uh,” I said to Jae, “when you were on your date with Rose last night, and she told you about, you know, about her and Emily? About kissing her and everything?”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I was wondering, why do you think she told you that? I mean, why’d she want you to know about it?”
Jae shrugged. “I don’t know. Just to turn me on, I guess. I hadn’t stopped to think about why.”
“That might be part of it,” I nodded, “wanting to turn you on. But, I mean, I can’t help but think she’s also kind of sending a message, like she’s trying to tell you, or tell us, that she’s interested in… something more.”
“You mean, in something like this?” Jae leered as she put a hand between Kerie’s legs, fondling her hairless pussy. “With her own daughters?”
“Yeah, exactly.”
“I think she she is,” said Kerie. “She likes kissing her, kissing Emily, and I bet she’d like doing other stuff too, like we do. Why wouldn’t she? It’s fun!”
“Well, you’re right, it certainly is fun,” I smiled.
“I know Emily wants to play the game with her mom,” Kerie continued, “and Melissa said she wants to do it with her too. I think you should tell Ms. Beddingdon about it, Mommy, so they can do it together like we do and have fun.”
“Yes, that’s a very good idea,” Jae agreed. “You should tell her about it, Shelly. Or maybe we should all get together with them and demonstrate.”
Visualizing that scene made me laugh — and it also aroused me. I’d been feeling sort of numb between my legs after coming so hard, but now my clit was finally perking up again. I leaned over and set my empty glass on the table by the bed, pondering what to suggest next.
Then Kerie said, “Can I see you guys do it, Mommy? You and Aunt Jae?”
“Uh… do what?” I asked.
“You know, the game, like we do. I wanna see you guys do it. Can you?”
I looked at Jae and she looked at me. She grinned, obviously eager for it. This wouldn’t be our first time, of course. When we’d had sex a couple of nights earlier at Jae’s house, plenty of tribbing had been included — but this would be our first time in front of my daughter. That thought was intoxicatingly dirty. I couldn’t wait.
“Yeah, we can do that,” I said, my eyes still locked on Jae’s.
My sister licked her lips, “Mm-hm, we sure can.”
I turned to Kerie, saying in a husky voice, “You want to watch Mommy fuck Aunt Jae? And Aunt Jae fuck Mommy?”
“Uh-huh,” she nodded, cute face alive with excitement.
We started with Jae on top. She raised up one of my legs and scissored with me. As she started moving against me, rubbing our pussies together, she said to Kerie, “You know what, honey?”
“What?”
“When your mom and I were little girls, when she was about your age or a few years older, I used to think about doing this with her, having sex with her.”
“You did?”
“Uh-huh, I sure did. I thought about it all the time, but never really did much about it.”
“Why not?”
“Well, I was scared, I guess. Thought it might be wrong or something.”
“But it’s not wrong,” said Kerie.
“No, you’re right, it’s not. Not at all. Little girls should have fun like that, with each other and with their mommies too. I really wish our mother had done this with me.”
Jae was moving faster now. It felt so great, her pussy hot and wet, sliding up and down, making my clit throb.
“Fuck me, Jae,” I said. “Fuck me and make me come. Pretend I’m still just a girl, only 10 years old, and you’re only 12. You’re in bed with me at night, fucking your little sister.”
She actually had done that with me, of course, or something similar. We hadn’t been nude, however, at the time, and neither of us had ever reached climax while doing it. But now we were, and we certainly would.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh,” Jae moaned. Her eyes were closed, perhaps picturing the fantasy, remembering me at 10, with my hairless mound and tiny buds on my chest.
I glanced at Kerie. She was leaning in close, watching Jae fuck me, staring at our juicy pussies. I saw that she had a hand between her legs, rubbing herself.
“I’m gonna — gonna come —” gasped Jae.
“Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!” I said. “Make me come too.”
My sister opened her eyes. She looked at me. Moving even faster, ramming her cunt against mine, she said, “You want to fucking come? Want me to fuck your fucking pussy and make you come?”
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” I cried, reaching down to slap her ass. I slapped her hard. “Fuck me with your fucking cunt!”
She came, and I came too. We came together.
At the very last second, just before the full force of the powerful orgasm washed over me, I heard a squeal and caught a glimpse of Kerie falling onto her side, fingers rubbing furiously between her legs. My little girl was climaxing at the same time.
We had such a wonderful afternoon in Kerie’s bedroom, enjoying ourselves and each other, our bodies, our sex, the love we shared — laughing, kissing, experimenting — trying anything and everything we could think of with one another, coming again and again.
I got on top of Jae and tribbed with her, both missionary style and scissoring, and then we each did the same with Kerie. Jae ate my pussy and I ate hers while Kerie watched, and we finger-fucked each other too. Kerie was amazed to see how far we could shove our fingers inside.
We showed her how to do a ‘69’, although with my daughter being so small — less than four and a half feet tall — when we did it with her, she had to stretch way out, with Jae or me bending almost double. But then we showed her a daisy chain, and she loved that. All three of us licking pussy at once!
We finished with a masturbation session, sitting in a circle on the bed watching each other. Kerie was getting better at bringing herself to orgasm with her fingers, but it still took her a bit longer than either of us. My sister and I paced ourselves, though, timing it so we all went over the top simultaneously.
Then, at last, we were truly spent. None of us could take any more. Plus, I was starting to get kind of hungry. I glanced at the clock.
“Wow!” I exclaimed. “Look what time it is! Can you believe it?”
No wonder we were tired and I was hungry. It was almost 6:30 — we’d been having sex for hours!
I wasn’t feeling up to cooking and still had all those dirty dishes to take care of, so we decided just to order a pizza for dinner. Jae and Kerie helped with the cleanup, and it went quickly.
Because the next day was Memorial Day and there would be no school, I asked Jae if she’d like to spend the night with us. She jumped at the chance. We put on a movie to watch, Mary Poppins, while eating our pizza — but long before it was over, Kerie was sound asleep on my lap. The poor kid was wiped out.
I picked her up and carried her down the hall to my bedroom. She didn’t even stir as I took off her clothes. Jae and I stripped as well and got in bed naked with the little darling. My sister and I cuddled, doing a bit of kissing and fondling while Kerie snoozed beside us. Jae rubbed herself and came one last time, but I couldn’t even manage that. I was already fully satisfied, and soon joined Kerie in dreamland.
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