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Ripples, Chapter 21

  • Posted on February 5, 2020 at 4:10 pm

by Sapphmore and  JetBoy

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Jessica spent the next couple of days focused on business. The shop was doing nicely, but one couldn’t become complacent about such things. This was a prosperous town, and when shops closed, they were often quickly replaced by more upmarket establishments, many of which were clothing stores, so she fought any impulse to rest on her laurels and worked hard to maintain and grow the business.

Luckily, her foresight to serve a diverse customer base had paid off. The more affordable range, catering for a wide age-group, was the bread and butter of the business, while her development of mid- to high-end ranges and bespoke couture brought in the big money, coupled with her reputation for great personal service from a loyal and meticulously recruited sales team, ensuring Jess a loyal clientele among the town’s upper crust.

Friday afternoon found Jessica in her office drinking a coffee, feeling greatly satisfied with the work she’d done over the last couple of days. As she relaxed, her mind turned to the chat she’d had with Blanche a week or so back, when her friend had made an offer to help expand Jessica’s business.

Remembering that day, she also recalled Blanche’s friendlier than usual touchy-feely parting and, thinking back on it, wondered if the woman had picked up on her reaction to seeing their young daughters exposing themselves — had it been entirely accidental or not? — at the sleepover party Blanche had hosted at her estate. When her little girl Annabelle did that cartwheel, showing us that she wasn’t wearing panties… did Blanche notice the effect that had on me? And what about Blanche? Is she okay with her daughter going naked under her dress? Did she encourage Annabelle to expose herself like that?

Finally, Jess shrugged off her concern; telling herself, It’s all in your imagination. Sure, you’ve been crushing on underage girls in a big way, but it’s bloody mental to believe that every other woman thinks like that. Well, okay, Rachel does, but who else?

Jess often reflected on how much her life had improved, now that she’d fully accepted her sexuality — her lesbianism, the special love she felt for her daughters, and the growing attraction she felt for young girls in general. It seemed that everywhere Jessica went, she noticed them, frequently stealing glances at the tight bottoms of… well, children, in many cases, some even younger than Poppy.

That was the private side of her new life, though. As for her newfound preference for females, Jess decided that, having already come out to Cat, she needed to do the same with the rest of the team, also letting them know about her relationship with Rachel. She elected to make her announcement on the following Monday, with Rachel agreeing to do the same with her own business partner and employees.

Jessica left work late in the afternoon, then stopped by the supermarket to get something for a light dinner before she picked up Katie and Poppy. Rachel and the girls would be coming over around 8 PM, so Alice could help her make dinner and clean up before they got ready for the evening to come.

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Bang on time, the doorbell chimed. Alice rushed to let Rachel and her daughters in, eager for the evening’s festivities to start. Although the stated reason for this little get-together was to discuss the future of their two families, work out any practical issues and set some ground rules, Alice had no doubt that before the night was through, she would have sex with Mum’s lover Rachel, her best friend Bella, and ten-year-old Cindy, the icing on the cake.

Except for one special part of the evening that her mum had proposed, which Jess and her girls were all looking forward to, there wasn’t exactly an itinerary. But Alice, being Alice, had conspired with her siblings to add a couple of extra surprises to the agenda.

As they all hugged and kissed each other like at any normal family gathering, Alice felt a flutter at the vision of Auntie Rachel. The shapely brunette was wearing a short, body-hugging cobalt blue stretch dress with a front zip from top to bottom, set off by dark stockings and killer heels.

As Rachel kissed Jessica, she caught Alice appraising her over Bella’s shoulder as the girls hugged. Jess did tell me about her, Rachel thought. She said Alice had taken to being gay as if it was second nature, and won’t be at all shy about going for what she wants. Still, she was still a little surprised at the look of predatory desire in the young girl’s eyes, as intense a hunger as she’d ever seen.

As they moved into the living room, Alice glanced back to see Rachel staring appreciatively at her long coltish legs, displayed to impressive effect beneath a very short denim skirt. Rachel raised her gaze to meet Alice’s, and a common thought flashed wordlessly between them. We’re going to fuck tonight, you and me.

There was an air of anticipation, mixed with more than a little nervousness. Bella felt especially jittery, despite wanting to explore lesbian love even further. This was such an enormous undertaking — both their families coming together for an evening of sex between adults and children — that she couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by it all.

Jess and Alice poured drinks for the guests, then they settled themselves on the twinned sofas in the living room, the two mothers on one with the four girls opposite. Alice perched on the arm, facing Rachel.

“Is Poppy upstairs, then?” asked Rachel.

Jess responded casually, “Yes, she is. I’m going to talk to Poppy tomorrow, so I can explain a few things to her. I’m sure she’ll be fine, but I wanted to tell her about what’s happening without any… distractions.”

“Probably best,” agreed Rachel.

Jess decided to take the lead. “So… how are we going to do this? Shall I start?” Before anyone could say anything, she took a breath and commenced. “Well, as you girls all know, Rachel and I have decided we want to be together… as lovers.”

Rachel reached out to take and squeeze Jessica’s hand, and they exchanged affectionate smiles.

“We know you’re all happy about this, and so am I… but you should also be aware that we haven’t officially come out yet as an item. Right now, the only person outside this room who knows about us is Cat at the shop.” At this admission, surprise registered on the faces of all four daughters.

Noting their reaction, Jess continued. “I know that we’ve both told you all that no-one must know about our… special situation, and that remains the most important rule of all. You need to be careful and never let slip anything about what we do in the privacy of our homes. Your mums could get in big, big trouble if anyone found out that we’re making love with our own daughters.

“However, Rachel and I are adults, and while we’re not about to start shouting about our relationship from the rooftops or putting an ad in the paper, it’s important that the people we work with and our friends know about and accept that we’re a couple. These days, lots of women choose to love other women, but some people still have a problem with it.”

Jess turned to her daughters. “Your grandma is still on her cruise, and your Aunt Laura is overseas on her photography assignment. I’ll tell them both about Rachel when they get back. You see, if we’re open about the both of us being lovers, people are less likely to start adding two and two and getting five. They’re bound to ask us, and you girls, how you feel about what your mums are doing, and the best thing to say is–”

Before she could finish, Alice intervened. “We’ll just say it’s great, having more sisters and two parents… and that having two mums instead of a mum and dad makes no difference to us, long as you’re happy.”

The mothers looked at each other, then back at Alice, who seemed well pleased with herself. They scanned the faces of the other girls and saw that they too seemed content with that simple assessment of their “special situation.”

Rachel spoke next. “Well, I couldn’t have put it better myself. That pretty much sums up the way it is… other than the secret things that your mum and I do with you girls, of course.”

Jess gave Alice a warm smile, feeling immensely proud to have a daughter with such a mature outlook for her age. Rachel also gazed at Alice who, when she noticed her mum’s lover looking, casually moved one leg onto the floor by the side of the sofa, causing the short skirt she wore to ride up her thigh.

From the angle where Rachel sat, she had a clear view up Alice’s skirt and felt a shiver of delight at what she saw. Oh my… this little minx isn’t wearing panties!

In response, Rachel slightly widened her own legs, the action barely noticeable except by Alice, who dropped her eyes to see a shadow beneath the blue material. As her eyes scanned up the nylon-sheathed legs, she detected a darker band of material between the toned thighs, but the elevated position in which Alice sat prevented her from seeing anything more. Raising her face to meet Rachel’s amused gaze, she gave the woman a wry smile. I’ll be seeing more of you soon enough, Alice thought.

Jess continued. “The second most important rule is this: no late night shenanigans if you’ve got school the next day. If you want to make love, do it in the afternoon. We don’t want to see your school work slipping or have any teachers telling us you’re dozing off in class. Is everyone clear on this?”

As she scanned the faces of the girls, they all nodded in agreement — although Jessica had no doubt that Alice would take liberties with the new rules whenever she could.

Katie put her hand up, as though she was in class. “What should we call Auntie Rachel?”

Jess was surprised at the question, not having given the matter much thought. “Er, whatever you want, I suppose. Aunt Rachel, if you like, just Rachel, or whatever you and she are comfortable with.”

“Can we call her Mum as well?”

Jess turned to Rachel, who responded, “You can call me whatever you like, sweetheart… though I will say that I’d be honoured to be your second mum.”

Jess smiled at Rachel’s girls. “Bella, Cindy, if it feels odd calling me Mum, that’s fine. You can call me Jess, or Aunt Jess, or whatever you want. I just want you to know that you can come to me with anything at all; I’ll be here for you the same as I am for Alice, Katie and Poppy. We’re one family now, and we look out for each other.”

Cindy, who had been quiet up until then, furrowed her brow. “Um… where will we live?”

Jess smiled. “Well, your mum and I haven’t talked about that yet, and who knows what we’ll decide in the future — but for now, darling, you’ll stay in your own house. Of course, you can come over anytime you like, and my girls and I will sometimes spend the night at your place. It’s probably best if everyone stays in their own home on school days, but we can have dinners together, and at weekends and school holidays you can sleep wherever you like. I want you to feel this is your home as well, so you can leave some nightclothes and personal stuff here and share beds.” She turned to Rachel. “Is there anything you want to add to that?”

Rachel nodded. “The same goes for me, girls; I want you to treat our home as your own.” She paused, rubbing her hands together. “But now that the serious rules are out of the way, let’s discuss the fun rules.”

Grinning broadly, Alice turned to Katie, who returned the grin, exclaiming “Yeah!” Bella seemed a little less nervous than when she first arrived, and Cindy was practically bouncing in her seat with excitement.

Studying the girls and their reactions, Jess realised that Rachel was clearly establishing herself as the fun mum. Which makes me the sensible mum, I suppose.

Rachel continued. “I think Jessica’s right, that we should keep living in our own homes for the time being, but that doesn’t mean you can’t stay over at either one if you want some private time with each other. You’re allowed to sleep with any of your sisters — or your mums.

“We both love all you girls, and want to keep making love with you… we just need to be sensible about it, like Jess said. It might feel a bit funny at first, all of us being sexually intimate, but I’m sure you’ll get over any shyness you feel very quickly. After all, you’re all very sensible, grown-up girls, and we trust you.

“Now, I think we should address the subject of sex, since we’re almost certainly going to be having a hell of a lot of it.” The girls giggled. “I’m glad you agree,” murmured Rachel. “First, there’s the question of certain words that often get used in the, er, heat of passion. Words like ‘fuck’, ‘cunt’, and ‘tits’. I’m sure that you girls know a few others.” Another round of giggles. “Well, you still aren’t allowed to use those kinds of words in everyday life, but you can during sex. Cindy, if we’re in bed, you and I, and we’re making love, it’s perfectly okay for you to say, ‘Lick my cunt, Mummy’. Understand?”

Rachel’s youngest daughter blushed brightly. “Uh-huh.”

“Good. As for the sex itself, we’ve got two rules to follow. Other than that, anything goes. First, you can do anything you want to anyone in this family, but only if they want it, too. As I said, we trust you girls, and I can’t imagine a single one of you breaking this rule.”

“That’s right,” Jess said. “The best thing to do is always ask before you try something new… that way, your sex partner won’t get any unpleasant surprises.”

“The second rule is a little trickier,” said Rachel. “Basically, you need to avoid any kind of sex act that can hurt you, or leave marks. We want you to be especially careful about putting anything in your vagina. Really, it’s best for you little ladies to stick to licking and rubbing when you have sex, because it’s easier than you think to injure yourself down there. And if we end up having to take you to a doctor, he’s sure to ask how you got that injury. Understand?” The four girls all nodded. “Excellent. Any questions?”

Eager for the fun and games to commence, Alice spoke up right away. “When do we start? Um, making love, I mean.”

Rachel thought for a moment, then said, “Why not start now? That is, if it’s okay with you, Jess.” Rachel looked at Jess, who slowly nodded, feeling a throbbing heat begin to pulse beneath her belly.

Turning to her eldest daughter, Rachel murmured, “So, Bella… why don’t you show Alice how much you’ve learned about making love to a girl? I know you’ve been looking forward to doing that.”

At that, Bella looked nervous again, as though a teacher had just given her a question she couldn’t answer. “W-what do you mean, Mum?”

“I mean that we’d all like to watch you and Alice make love. I don’t think she’ll have any objections,” Rachel said, turning to catch the lustful glint in Alice’s eye.

“You mean now… here, in front of everyone? Can’t me and Alice just go up to her room?” It was true that Bella was eager to go all the way with her best friend, especially after their little chat during lunch a couple of days earlier. But the idea of undressing and having sex before an audience, even one made up of family and friends, was causing her to have second thoughts about the whole evening. “I… I’m not sure I want to d-do this,” Bella stammered, suddenly unable to meet anyone’s eye.

Rachel certainly didn’t want to make her daughter feel uncomfortable… but she also knew that it was crucial for the girl to conquer this shyness of hers. When she managed to get past her timidity and immerse herself in the moment’s pleasure, Bella was capable of amazing things — the sessions of lovemaking she’d engaged in with her mum and baby sister were proof aplenty. If we can just persuade her to relax a bit…

Leaning forward, Rachel said, “Bella, darling, we’re all one big loving family now, and there’s no need at all for you to feel awkward or nervous. You’re a beautiful, sexy girl, and we’re all thrilled at the idea of watching you and Alice make love — really make love — for the first time. And I promise you this, my sweet child… after tonight, you’ll have no problem being naked and having sex in this house, even when we’re around to see it happen.” She turned to Alice, who was nodding vigourously. “You appear to have something to say, young lady. Very well, the floor is yours.”

Turning to Bella, Alice reached out to take her best friend’s hand. “Your mum’s right, Bel. I love taking all my clothes off and having sex. Thing is, it’s even better when someone else you care about is watching… and when they join in!”

With that, she stood up, grasped her t-shirt and lifted it over her head, then unbuttoned the front of her skirt, pulled down the zip and let it drop to the floor. That left the girl without a stitch on, catching everyone except Rachel by surprise — especially Jess, when she realised that her daughter had gone without panties.

Rachel now had her first glimpse of Alice’s nude body. She felt herself growing warm all over as she studied the nicely developing breasts and lightly-downed pubes of her lover’s twelve-year-old daughter.

After watching Alice undress, Katie echoed her big sister’s words. “I get what you’re feeling, Bel, ‘cos I used to be the same way. I wouldn’t ever let anyone see me without clothes on — even Mum, or my sisters! Now I love being naked… and when I think about giving cute girls and sexy ladies a good look at my pussy, that gets me crazy hot!” She giggled, rising to her feet. “Like right now…”

Katie shrugged the dress straps off her shoulders, tugging it down her body to pool on the carpet, showing that she  hadn’t bothered with knickers either — adding more fuel to the fire of Auntie Rachel’s lust.

Those little so-and-so’s, Jessica thought, gazing at her nude daughters with outright admiration. Bet they totally planned this little sideshow, too.

“What about you, Cinders?” Katie said, turning to ten-year-old Cindy, who was sitting quietly on the sofa. “Wanna get naked with us?”

The child hesitated, then exclaimed, “Yeah!” jumping to her feet. She wriggled out of her t-shirt, then pushed her shorts down to the floor, stepping out to display herself in pink ‘Elsa’ underpants.

Cindy was about to tug them down too, but Katie interrupted her. “Let me!” she said, going on her knees in front of the girl. Grasping the waistband, she slowly pulled the pink knickers down as Cindy rested her hands on her friend’s shoulders for balance, lifting each foot in turn so Katie could remove them completely.

Still kneeling, Katie brought the panties to her nose and breathed deeply of their scent. She looked up at Cindy with adoring eyes, then lightly kissed her tummy. Rising to her feet, Katie turned to Jessica and threw those cute underpants into her mum’s lap.

Jessica started a little at the unexpected gift. She’d been distracted by the unveiling of Cindy’s nakedness, already lost in a fantasy of kissing the ten-year-old, then pleasuring both her holes. Uncertain what to do with the child’s knickers, she turned to Rachel, who just smiled and said, “Go on… you know you want to.”

Jess looked down at her lap and picked up the small cotton panties, slowly raising them to her face to sniff, closing her eyes as she savoured the enticing aroma of little girl, visions of smooth slits and flat chests dancing in her head.

Rachel’s voice broke into her reverie. “It seems as if some of us are keen to get the party started.”

The two younger sisters giggled, then Katie turned and manoeuvred Cindy onto the sofa, this time with her back to the arm, one leg on the floor and the other against the backrest, indicating that her friend should sit between her legs. Cindy leaned back into Katie, who wrapped both arms around Cindy’s waist, ready to watch their elder sisters make love.

Recalling how shy Katie used to be, Rachel was impressed at the girl’s newfound confidence. Then there was Cindy, her youngest, who was willing to strip off at the first suggestion. Now if we can help Bella to find that sort of courage…

Jess was downright dizzy with lust, seeing the two younger girls naked and entwined. Cindy’s legs were carelessly spread apart, putting her baby-smooth cunt on full display. Katie’s fingers were just inches away, on the verge of caressing her best friend’s slit. Go on, touch her, Jessica silently urged, aching to see the two children fuck.

Before that could happen, though, Jess was distracted when Alice knelt down before Bella — touching the clasped hands of her friend, which were resting in the girl’s lap. “See, Bel? There’s nothing to worry about. We’re all girls together, doing what feels good.”

Shifting her hands to Bella’s knees, Alice parted them enough to move in closer, then reached up to slowly unbutton her friend’s blouse, never breaking eye contact. Bella could only stare as Alice worked her way through each button until she reached the waistband of her plaid skirt and unfastened it.

“Oh, my,” whispered Jess, watching in awe as her oldest daughter, already naked herself, slowly disrobed another girl.

Alice reached back up to slip her hands inside Bella’s blouse, then slid it over her shoulders, pushing it down the girl’s arms to expose a very nicely filled bra. She’d only caught partial glimpses of Bella’s breasts before, mostly due to her friend’s bashfulness. Even on occasions when they were both in the school changing rooms and showers, or in a dimly lit bedroom during her aborted attempts to engage Bella in sex, Alice never got the long look that she craved. Her own breasts were nothing to be ashamed of, but Bella was well on the way to inheriting her mum’s gorgeous titties.

Alice ran a fingertip over the lacy material of the bra, feeling her friend shiver as if hit by a static charge. Breaking their eye contact, she gently pulled the top of one cup down to reveal a very erect nipple. Leaning forward to tease the bud with her tongue, Alice then took the tip of Bella’s breast between her lips.

Bella caught her breath, then emitted a quiet whimper, quickly succumbing to Alice’s warm, sucking mouth. She was still uneasy about the idea of having sex in front of everyone else, but her nerves were fast losing ground to the mounting pleasure she felt. “Oh… oh, Ali!” she gasped.

Thrilled by her friend’s response, Alice plucked away the second bra cup to expose Bella’s other breast, shifted her attention to that nipple for a moment, then lavished attention on each in turn as Bella’s head lolled back and her mouth hung slack, the girl’s hands still dangling by her sides.

Still nestled snugly between Katie’s legs, little Cindy was so enraptured by the sight of Alice making love to her older sister that she barely noticed when Katie’s finger lightly teased her nipple. As the touch registered, Cindy glanced over her shoulder at her friend and smiled.

Noting the girl’s tacit approval, Katie drew close and placed a tender kiss on Cindy’s lips, tracing her mouth with the tip of the tongue and whispering,  “Love you, Cinders,” letting their noses lightly touch before they returned to watching the older girls.

Katie glanced across the coffee table, wondering what their mothers were up to. By then, Rachel had sidled closer to Jessica and had one hand on the front of her lover’s dress, fondling those generous breasts as they continued to watch their eldest daughters.

Alice was now rising from her kneeling position, taking Bella’s hands in hers and guiding the girl to her feet, then twining both arms around her waist. They stood motionless for a few heartbeats, their bare breasts nearly touching.

Bella gazed deep into Alice’s eyes, as if searching for something in them. Then, perhaps finding what she sought, Bella smiled, her shyness somewhat eased. Raising both hands to cup her friend’s face between them, she pulled Alice in for a kiss, her tongue immediately darting into the blonde girl’s mouth. Alice immediately responded in kind, her own tongue joining in the dance..

After the best part of a minute, Bella broke away from their passionate kiss — face flushed, chest heaving, somewhat surprised at her own daring. She was smiling, though.

Returning her friend’s smile, Alice allowed her hands to drift downward until she was stroking the smooth skin of Bella’s thighs. Then she took hold of the girl’s skirt, slowly lifting it to expose pale peach lace panties. They matched the bra that still encircled Bella’s body, just beneath her breasts.

Moving very carefully so as not to frighten her friend at this crucial moment, Alice slipped her hands under the tartan skirt to grasp the elastic of Bella’s knickers. Taking a deep breath, the twelve-year-old girl began to pull them down.

As Alice slowly went down on her knees, Bella parted her lips to protest, then fell silent, meekly allowing herself to be stripped. Finally, the lacy knickers ringed Bella’s ankles, and Alice deftly plucked them away.

As Katie had done with Cindy’s underpants, Alice brought the lacy material to her nose to savour the rich scent of pussy that she’d come to love so well — each unique, yet somehow similar. The twelve-year-old was almost giddy with anticipated pleasure as she breathed in the musk of her best friend for the first time.

In their previous fumbled encounters, Alice had only barely sampled her friend’s womanly essence. Now, not only was the gusset of Bella’s knickers infused with that essence, but now she had direct access to the source — right in front of her, concealed for the moment beneath that woolen skirt.

Alice patted the sofa. “Sit,” she said, beaming up at Bella, who dutifully obeyed, her pulse racing as she wondered what her friend intended to do next.

Taking one last deep sniff of Bella’s still-warm panties, Alice paused and, just as Katie had done, threw them into her mum’s lap. She watched as her mother picked up the damp lace and brought the garment to her face.

The scent was strong. Breathing it in, Jess closed her eyes and leaned back into the sofa, cupping the material over her nose so as not to let any of the thick aroma escape. Rachel was watching her in wry amusement.

Bella felt her face grow hot at the lewd sight: her best friend’s mum, who she’d known since the age of four as “Auntie Jess,” now clutching the knickers Bella had been wearing just a few seconds ago, practically rubbing them into her face. It embarrassed the girl at first, but then the whole scene struck her as, well, sort of hot. She really likes the way I smell, Bella thought, half-noticing that Alice was removing her shoes and socks. Bet she wants to lick me, too. 

Alice slipped her hands under Bella’s knees, lifting them slightly to pull her towards the edge of the sofa, causing Bella to tear her gaze away from the beautiful redhead — Mum’s lover, she reminded herself — who was still nuzzling her sodden underwear. Bella wasn’t sure what her friend was trying to do, then realised that she wanted her to scoot forward on the sofa. So she did, her eyes widening when Alice immediately came closer, drawn toward Bella’s pussy as if hypnotised.

Licking her lips, Alice took her first real look at Bella’s unadorned sex. Despite the girl’s reluctance, the rosy flesh of her cunt was positively glistening with arousal, the opening framed by dark pubic curls. So pretty, she thought, pausing to breathe in the enchanting scent from its source. Placing her thumbs on either side of Bella’s pudenda, she used them to open the flower.

This was the furthest Alice had ever managed to get with her friend, despite her best efforts to initiate sex with Bella in the past. Only once had she ever gotten a hand into the girl’s panties, just long enough to touch her bush before the timid girl succumbed to panic, afraid her mum would catch them in the act.

Just look at us now, Alice thought, unable to restrain a smile as she imagined what Auntie Rachel might be doing right then. Checking out my bum, I bet. She allowed her knees to drift further apart, wanting to give the woman — and Mum, too! — an even more explicit view of her naughty bits.

Bella was breathing deeply, heart pounding like a kettledrum. She was fighting an internal battle with her confused emotions — on the one hand, longing to take her relationship with Alice to the next step, on the other, still feeling a reluctance to completely let herself go in front of both their families. That conflict was settled when Alice moved in for the kill, trailing her tongue up from the bottom of Bella’s cunt in a long, slow lick that ended with a playful flick of the clit.

Bella could not suppress a strangled cry when Alice latched on to her clitoris and began to suckle. Looking down, her eyes met Alice’s lustful gaze, which only added to the excitement she felt. Her body began to quiver as she reached out with both hands to take hold of Alice’s head and cradle it between her thighs.

Her apprehension was gone, banished as if by the sweep of a magician’s wand. Bella no longer cared who was looking, no longer even noticed the four pairs of eyes that were glued to the scene.

As she watched her sister make love to Bella, Katie let her hand drift down to Cindy’s smooth slit. Her middle finger slipped easily between the girl’s nether lips, moistening it before she began to draw circles around the tiny nub of her friend’s clitoris.

“Ohhh,” Cindy moaned, opening her legs further. It felt so lovely, having Katie’s nude body pressed against her bare back, the girl’s fingers doing wonderful things to her pussy. Her excitement soared even higher when Katie began to stroke and tease her nipples with the other hand, making them stiffen.

Katie fondled her friend’s slit until the ten-year-old’s juices were flowing freely, then she eased a finger into the warm orifice to gather a dollop of the sticky secretions, bringing her hand up to Cindy’s mouth. “Here,” she murmured, “taste your pussy.”

Cindy sucked on the finger until all traces of her essence were gone, then twisted herself halfway round to face Katie, tilting her head back so they could kiss.

As she watched the girls blissfully swap tongues, Jessica whispered, “Oh my God, I can’t believe we’re doing this. It’s like some crazy, beautiful dream.”

Rachel turned to her lover, all smiles. “Think of it as the joining ceremony of our families,” she said, reaching out to undo the buttons of Jessica’s dress, slipping a hand inside to cup a breast.

Until then, the girls’ mothers had restrained themselves, content to watch their daughters take part in their first inter-family sex party. But when Katie broke her kiss with Cindy, she saw her mum slumped back against the cushion, legs splayed wide with one leg up on the seat while Auntie Rachel sucked her nipples, having opened the front of Jessica’s dress to bare her breasts. In the meantime, Rachel’s hand was far from idle, now moving about inside her lover’s panties. The squishing sound of fingers exploring cunt could be heard throughout the room.

Ready to take things further, Katie withdrew her hand from between Cindy’s legs and tapped on the girl’s shoulder. “Get up for just a second, okay?”

“Um, okay,” said Cindy, and rose to her feet.

Katie stood, then indicated to her friend that she should sit back down. “Rest your bum near the front, like how Bella’s sitting,” she said, patting the edge of the sofa cushion, then grinned. “I’m gonna lick your pussy now, Cinders. You okay with that?”

“S-sure,” Cindy said as she seated herself, “but can we kiss some more first? I really like kissing you.”

“No problem,” Katie cooed, then straddled her young lover’s lap, bending to claim Cindy’s mouth with her own. Within seconds, the two girls were swapping tongues.

Jessica’s head swam as she watched the hot underage lesbian action that was playing itself out in her living room, performed by four girls, all nude or nearly so.

Alice was on all fours, her cunt and anus on full display as she went down on Bella, who had removed her bra and was palming her breasts with shaking hands, panting like a sprinter — obviously, very close to coming.

On the other end of the sofa, Katie and Cindy were clutching one another tightly, caught up in a lover’s kiss. Then Katie dismounted her friend’s lap and struggled to her feet, only to immediately kneel. Grasping Cindy’s hips with both hands, Katie pulled her forward until she was perched on the very edge of the seat cushion, then dove in, licking the cunt of Rachel’s youngest daughter as if she’d been starving for it.

Now the Matthews sisters kissed, sucked and licked at the Thomas girls, bringing another exclamation from Jess as she watched the debauchery, a mad inferno raging between her thighs. “Oh, fuck, this is so… oh!” The power of speech failed as Rachel’s fingers continued to piston in and out of her vagina, but Jessica still fought to focus her vision on the lewd tableau taking place just a few feet away.

Opposite, Bella was fast approaching climax, Alice tweaking her clit while ravishing her pussy with mouth and tongue. As she reached her crescendo, the twelve-year-old emitted a strangled cry, her head thrown back while she bucked and trembled helplessly.

Wanting to see her friend come, Alice sat back — replacing her mouth with two fingers, still using the thumb to work Bella’s clitoris, unable to keep from grinning hugely as her long-held fantasy came true. I did it, she told herself, glowing with pride. I finally fucked Bel.

Her eyes still tightly closed, Bella went rigid for a moment, frozen in mid-gasp before she slumped down, her chest heaving, totally spent.

Alice leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her friend’s cunt, then looked to her right, nodding her approval as she watched her little sister doing a great job going down on Cindy. They look so cute together, she thought, just as Cindy reached her own orgasm, the child’s voice rising to a squeal before she went limp.

Gazing to her left, Cindy slowly reached out, taking and squeezing the hand of her big sister. Bella’s eyes fluttered open when Cindy’s fingers brushed hers, and she took in the sight of the two younger girls — caught up in passion’s aftermath, just like their older siblings.

As Katie sat back to observe the final throes of Cindy’s throes of climax, tasting the girl’s essence on her lips, she glanced at Alice, noting a look of sisterly pride on her sibling’s face. As their eyes met, Katie and Alice drifted together to share a kiss, exchanging the sweet nectar they’d each sampled from the Thomas girls.

Having been fighting off her own climax, not wanting to miss any of the hot daughter-on-daughter action opposite, Jess finally let go as Rachel smothered her mouth in a kiss, muffling the cries of release. All four girls looked on in wonder at the sight of their mothers making love.

Rachel had been content to watch her lover savour the joining of their families, revelling in the actions of their daughters and occasionally making love to Jess. Now she was dying for her own release, but wanted to resist getting naked and immersing herself in the mêlée in favour of her own goal, enjoying the wait as much as the act when it came, knowing that she would not have to postpone her urges very much longer. Still, the scene opposite had challenged Rachel’s willpower, and she felt the urge to strip off and fuck the first sweet young thing within reach.

As the four girls gathered their breath, Alice turned to her sister. “Hey, Kat, do what I do!”

With that, she got off her knees and climbed onto the sofa, standing with her legs astride Bella. Katie mirrored her actions, straddling Cindy in the same way. Alice then moved forward, presenting her vulva to Bella. Opening her slit with two fingers, she looked down at her best friend, saying without words what she wanted Bel to do.

Glancing sideways at her sister, Bella saw that Cindy had got the message and was already licking Katie’s slit, wearing an expression of perfect bliss. Then she looked over at Alice’s mum, whose dress was spread wide open, exposing her beautiful breasts. She had come down from her own climax and was watching them avidly. Making eye contact with Bella, Auntie Jess slowly nodded in encouragement. Go ahead, she seemed to say. Taste her, you’ll love it.

Turning back to study Alice’s vagina up close for the first time, the rosy flesh of it now less than two inches from her mouth, Bella drew forward to take a tentative lick… then another.

Alice placed a hand on the back of Bella’s head — partly for balance, but mainly to keep the girl’s mouth in contact with her cunt. She needn’t have worried. The once-shy girl wanted nothing more than to bring pleasure to her beloved friend, and seemed to be making up for lost time as she forced her tongue into Alice’s juicy cleft as far as she could get it, seeking more of the girl’s honey.

The angle was awkward, though, and Bella finally broke contact, staring up at Alice with lust-filled eyes. “Let me lie down, Ali,” she said, “You can get on your knees over my face, and I’ll lick you that way.”

Alice peered back over her shoulder to make sure there was room for Bella to stretch out, reassured when she saw that Katie was now perched on the back of the sofa, with Cindy kneeling on the seat cushion before her, still feasting on Kat’s bare slit.

Turning back to Bella, she found her lover — ‘Cos that’s what she is now, Alice told herself — lying back and waiting. She’d finally removed that tartan skirt, and was wearing nothing but a smile.

“Well, come on then,” Bel said. “I’m ready if you are.”

“Oh, I am,” Alice replied, carefully straddling the twelve-year-old’s face, presenting her cunt to the girl. She waited, taut with sexual tension, then a long, whispery moan escaped her throat when she felt the gentle caress of Bella’s tongue.

The licking was tender at first, but grew increasingly fervent as Bella applied herself, sucking and slurping wildly at the heated flesh, remembering all over again how much she enjoyed eating pussy.

Alice began to sway to and fro, thrilled beyond words to finally know the delights of oral sex from her best friend, the very first girl she’d tried to make hers. She continued her rocking movements, smearing the lower half of Bella’s face with sticky nectar that coated her cheeks and chin.

As Alice rode her hot, sucking mouth, Bella’s nose accidentally slipped into the blonde’s vagina. This brought Bel’s mouth lower, her tongue darting into the anal cleft. Her first reaction was to pull away, but she managed to hold steady.

Actually, it doesn’t taste at all bad, she quickly realized. More like her pussy than anything else. At the same time, Alice’s response made it clear that she really liked being licked there, so Bella threw herself into the task, trailing her tongue again and again through the crack of Ali’s arse.

Thrilled as she was to have Bella licking her pussy, Alice’s excitement turned to shocked surprise when she realised that the girl had discovered her bum hole and was rimming her. She tilted her hips forward, offering Bel better access to the nether hole, then thrust a hand down to her groin, seeking out the fleshy button of her clitoris.

It only took a few seconds for Alice to reach climax, and she released it loudly, legs locked and rigid as surges of pure rapture assaulted her slim frame. Heedless to restraint, she shifted her pelvis back again and ground her vulva into Bella’s face, riding her lover’s mouth like it was a saddle.

The suffocating pressure of these movements forced Bella’s lips and nose into the hot flesh, rendering the girl all but unable to breathe. To her credit, she refused to let up — going wild on Alice’s cunt, snatching gulps of air when she could. Bella felt positively euphoric when Alice reached the peak of ecstasy, her voice rising to a shriek.

When Alice’s thighs loosened their grip on her head, Bella twisted away and sat up, inhaling deeply to fill her starved lungs, eyes filled with awe at what she’d just accomplished.

Still on her knees and slumped against the back of the sofa, Alice struggled to right herself, finally sliding down into a sitting position next to Bella. Reaching out with clumsy hands, she took her friend’s face in both hands and kissed the girl, gently but with a lingering passion. Finally, they held one another, their foreheads touching.

Alice gave Bella a sleepy smile. “So… are you officially gay now, Bel? And does this mean we can finally be girlfriends for real? I do love you, y’know.”

Struck speechless, Bella gaped at her friend for a few heartbeats, then finally managed to say, “Yes, Ali… that sounds wonderful. And I love you.” She pulled Alice in for another kiss, but quickly broke away. “Oh, um… actually, my little sister kinda wants me to be her girlfriend, too. Is that okay?”

“Sure,” Alice replied. “I mean, there’s no way that I’m gonna stop fucking my sisters… or Mum. But that’s a big secret, right? You and me… I want us to be able to hold hands at school and snog between classes and stuff like that. I want all the other girls to know we’re together.”

In response, Bella hugged Alice fiercely. “I want that, too!” she whispered, her eyes shining.

The sound of a whimper caused both girls to turn towards their younger siblings, who were still making love. Cindy was face deep in Katie’s pussy, slurping and sucking at the delicate crease, clutching Kat’s bum with both hands in an effort to still her friend’s helpless shaking. On the other sofa, the two mothers watched, gently fingering one another as their little girls cemented their new sisterhood.

As the crescendo of Katie’s climax and sounds of her pleasure increased, she could no longer maintain her balance and slipped down from the back of the sofa and onto the couch itself, stuffing a hand between her legs, frantically rubbing herself in a desperate attempt to replace Cindy’s tongue.

Quickly recognising an opportunity for more fun and games, Alice placed a hand on Cindy’s shoulder. “Get up on the sofa — it’s Kat’s turn to lick you.” The grinning ten-year-old leapt up to stand on the seat cushions, where she squatted over Katie’s face, offering her cunt to the girl.

Katie barely paused for breath before she fastened her mouth to Cindy’s slit, plunging her tongue into the now familiar vagina of her school friend while masturbating herself.

Turning back to Bella, who sat gaping at the scene before her; Alice seized the girl’s arm and pulled her towards their siblings. Pointing between Katie’s legs, she cooed, “Lick my sister.”

Bella hesitated for a moment, glancing over to their mums as if seeking approval, only to be confronted by the lewd spectacle of her own mother, now kneeling half on the floor and half on the cushions before Jess, who was slouched down on the sofa, staring sightlessly at the ceiling.

Rachel had shoved Jessica’s dress up over her belly and had spread the lips of her cunt wide open, alternating between licking at the fleshy opening and sucking noisily at her friend’s clitoris. Both women were watching Katie finger herself while she ate Cindy’s pussy.

Unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of Mum going down on Auntie Jess, Bella stared until she felt a tap on her shoulder, She turned to face Alice, who grinned and said, “Don’t just watch, silly — let’s fuck some more!” Again, she pointed to her younger sister’s sex. “Why don’t you try licking Katie’s pussy? You haven’t tasted her yet.”

Gazing at the nine-year-old’s smooth sex, glistening with her juices, Bella thought, Yes… yes, I want to do this. She gave Alice an absent nod, then carefully knelt between Katie’s thighs, moistening her lips as she came closer.

Feeling warm breath caressing her pudenda, Katie withdrew her hand, awaiting the touch of a tongue, not knowing — or much caring — whose it was.

As her mouth made first contact with Kat’s cunt, the tangy flavour of it sharp on her tongue, Bella forgot about what her mother was doing and focused her attention on her lover’s little sister. She glanced up above, appreciating the now familiar sight of her younger sibling’s bottom.

From the corner of her eye, Bella saw Alice come into view — standing by the side of the sofa and leaning in to Cindy, turning the girl’s face to hers and engaging her in a passionate kiss.

Her tongue playfully sparring with Cindy’s, Alice ran her hand over the young girl’s flat chest, then slid it down, adding a finger to accompany Katie’s licking tongue.

From where she was, Bella couldn’t really see what the Matthews girls were doing to her little sister, but she did notice the sudden shiver that raced through Cindy’s body when Alice joined them. Bet they’re both making love to her, she thought.

The room echoed with the sound of four young girls and two adult women engaged in carnal acts — some of them moaning while experiencing pleasure, others making squishing and sucking sounds with their mouths and fingers.

Almost as if on cue, Jess and Cindy reached climax together — soon followed by Katie, who was so keyed up from the excitement of licking Cindy while getting licked herself that it didn’t take long for Bella to make her come.

As for Bella, she was thrilled to be going down on another girl for the first time. In fact, she was already wondering what it would be like to use her mouth on Auntie Jess, having just done the very same thing to her daughters.

The sounds of ecstasy lessened, finally subsiding. Brows were mopped, bodies shifted into more comfortable positions, and the aroma of sweat mingled with the other female scents that pervaded the room. Everyone there had climaxed but for Rachel, who was also the only one still fully dressed. Now she was ready to reap the reward for her patience.

Pushing herself up from between Jessica’s splayed legs, Rachel sat back down on the sofa in her original position, looking up to catch the gaze of her lover’s daughter Alice. Giving the cute preteen a dazzling smile, Rachel beckoned to her with an extended index finger.

Alice padded over to where Auntie Rachel sat, a question in the girl’s eyes.

Rachel spoke. “I’ve a present for you, young lady… and I think it’s high time you opened it.”

Awaiting you ahead: Chapter 22!

 

My Hands, Mom’s Body

  • Posted on January 24, 2020 at 4:05 pm

By JetBoy

Mom was late, but traffic was heavier than usual this Saturday morning, and the delay had given me time to tidy the apartment that I shared with three other girls who were all first-year students at the same school. I was working on a degree in English lit, with an emphasis on poetry.

My mother Sophia had phoned midweek and expressed a desire to visit me in my new living space, so I was knocking myself out, trying to make the place look habitable. Most of the students I know are total slobs — and me and my roomies were no exception. But for now I was the only one in the house, as Juliet, Liz and Sonia had gone home to their families for Presidents Day weekend.

I’d been prepared to spend the whole three days getting caught up on my studies, then getting quietly drunk at night, since there wasn’t anywhere near enough time to fly home and see the family. But then Mom phoned to say, “Guess what, sweetie? I’m coming to see you this weekend. Just bought my ticket!”

Needless to say, I was thrilled. Since my freshman year had begun, I’d only been able to see my mother for a few days at Christmas. This was the first time I’d ever been apart from Mom for so long, and I missed her terribly.

So there I was, straightening the place as best I could, all scruffy and sweaty and very excited as I waited for her. I wanted to look my best — was there time for me to take a quick shower before she arrived? But just then, there was a knock on the door.

Heart pounding, I rushed to answer — and there she stood, complete with suitcase, looking radiant on this crisp, early winter morning.

Wait — she had a suitcase? My mind began to race. Was she planning to stay? Where would she sleep? Would she be willing to share a bed with me…? I wondered about all these things, trying to hide my rising excitement as we embraced. Finally, taking her case, I led her inside.

My mother Sophia was thirty-nine and dazzlingly beautiful. To me, just turned eighteen, she was grace and femininity made flesh. I adored her.

“Nice place, Kim,” she said, “Certainly better than what I had at college.”

I gave my mother the obligatory tour, feeling lightheaded and warm at her nearness — and her bewitching scent.

“I didn’t realize you were planning to sleepover, Mom,” I gave her a shaky smile, already feeling hopelessly excited. “I’m more than fine with it, though. We’ll get to have some real quality time together.”

“Well, it’s been too long since I’ve seen my baby girl, so I thought I’d spend the whole weekend with you… if you don’t mind, that is,” she added as an afterthought, giving me a dazzling smile that made my heart leap.

Gosh, no!” I replied, “It’s great to have you here.”

Truth to tell, I was more than delighted to be spending the weekend alone with my sexy mom, this dark-haired, svelte lady with a figure worthy of Botticelli… the woman who I’d secretly wanted as a lover for so long.

Unconsciously, my pussy began to grow wet as an all-too-familiar fantasy of the two of us naked and locked in a lustful embrace passed fleetingly through my mind.

“Are you okay, sweetie?” Mom murmured, touching my hand and looking deep into my eyes.

Oh, God… I’d been daydreaming of the two of us making love, and she had broken the spell just as my tongue was about to enter her warm wetness.

“Sorry, Mom, I was just, um, trying to work out the sleeping arrangements,” I replied, coming back to Earth with a bump.

“Oh, no need to go to any trouble. In fact, why don’t I just share your bed? You wanted queen-size sheets for Christmas, so I know there’s room for us both. Is that okay with you?”

My heart seemed to skip a beat — actually, at least three or four beats. “Um, sure, Mom!”

Suddenly I knew that my panties were wet. That, combined with the sweat and grime from my housework, made it clear that I needed to get myself cleaned up.

“I need to take a shower, Mom,” I said, “I didn’t have time earlier before you arrived, and I’m sure I look like something the cat hauled in.”

Mom laughed. “Oh, you… sweetie, nothing could make you anything less than delicious.”

That certainly turned my cheeks pink. I was still light-headed from my dirty fantasies of Mom, but then she got my attention and then some when she said, “Mind if I have a shower when you’re done? My back is killing me from sitting in that little car for two hours.”

Mind? I didn’t mind — on the contrary, the thought of seeing my mother naked was making my body pulse like a prop engine. I felt positively lightheaded — and maybe that’s what caused me to make the offer that I did.

“I could give you a massage after your shower if you like, Mom — just learned the basics in my yoga class,” I volunteered.

“A capital idea!” Mom sighed as we made our way to the bathroom. “I accept your kind offer. You go ahead and shower first, sweetheart — I need to unpack my travel kit.”

I got undressed — and my mother watched me! I was a little self-conscious of her appraisal, especially when my panties lay at my feet, revealing a rather obvious dark patch of wetness against the material,.

She glanced at them for a second, then her gaze moved up and rested on my pussy, then higher still to linger on my breasts, finally making eye contact, with that knowing half-smile that I found so alluring.

Oh, wow, my mother was checking me out! The very thought of her looking at me with desire — even though I knew she couldn’t be, not really — had my head reeling. Unable to speak, I hastened into the bathroom with reddening cheeks as Mom began to unbutton her blouse.

I was so aroused at that point I very much wanted to masturbate — but didn’t dare, not while she was in the vicinity. So a few minutes later I emerged from my shower, wet and frustrated, only to be handed a towel by the naked object of my desire as she passed me to enter the shower stall. A wave of lust swept through me from head to toe. God, my mom was hot!

I stood there foolishly as she turned on the water, then shook my head and quickly went to get ready for the massage I was about to give my mother. My housemate Juliet had given me a massage two nights earlier, and she had used this lime-coconut oil that smelled heavenly.

I don’t know if Juliet is attracted to me, but her touch during that session had certainly worked some sort of magic, especially when her deft little fingers wove between my thighs and either carelessly — or by design — touched my curly black pubes. We had both gasped when that happened, and as I opened my eyes I saw that hers were dreamily closed, her mouth open as if she was in a trance. The spell was quickly broken when Liz, another of my roomies, popped in to borrow a textbook.

Juliet and I had no time alone together since then, so nothing more had happened between us, but the sensual, sexual feelings she had brought to the fore in me lingered on. Now, I desperately wanted to weave the same magic spell on my lovely mother Sophia, just to see what would happen.

Grabbing the bottle of oil and taking it back to my room, I’d just thrown on my robe and spread a fresh cover on the bed when Mom padded into the room stark naked. “Where do you want me?” she asked.

Words failed me, so I just pointed to the bed while rubbing the sweet massage oil between my palms.

There was something of the exhibitionist about my mother as that nicely toned body of hers posed for a brief moment before sinuously flowing belly down onto the bed, arms stretched wide and thighs just parted enough to allow me a glimpse of jet black pubes, through which I was just able to see glistening pinkness in between.

She raised her head to look at me and murmured, “If you’re using oil, you really should take that robe off, honey — you’ll stain it.”

Heart throbbing with excitement, I shrugged my bathrobe off and knelt beside Mom on the bed. I could not believe this was happening. I had my beautiful mother in bed, both of us nude, and I would soon be touching her body. My head was swimming! I wanted to make the moment last forever and give her the most sensual massage my hands were capable of.

I straddled her buttocks, knees taking nearly all my weight, my pussy resting ever so gently on those gorgeously taut ass cheeks, and stretching forward from that position I began to massage her shoulders.

She sighed as I rubbed, the tension in her knotted muscles draining away with every stroke of my oiled fingers as my hands made their way down her body, touching the sides of her breasts, which swelled invitingly outwards from the weight of her. My fingers lingered there, gently brushing those pure white globes which contrasted so excitingly with the light tan of her body.

I was really worked up by now, my mind playing fantasy games — wanting so very much to reach down and slide a finger, then another, into my mother’s pussy.

By then, I’d reached the lower half of Mom’s back, moving backwards so that my cunt was resting between her warm, delectable thighs. I began the massage anew but noticed that I had left behind a trace of wetness between the twin globes of her ass — just above the cleft of her puckered anus, which was tantalisingly hidden from view.

I wanted to lean down and lick her then, lick my juices from that wondrous valley, but dared not. I decided to be bold enough to move my massage down to her ass, though.

Mom began to moan as my fingers touched and rubbed her buttocks, and I wondered if they were moans of pleasure from the massage, or whether they were really the sounds of arousal. I couldn’t tell for sure, and that inflamed my passion all the more.

Changing position yet again, I moved to straddle Mom’s lower back, but facing the other way this time. My cunt lightly brushed her back as I leaned forward to touch her thigh, and suddenly — oh, my God! — I was coming, quickly caught in the throes of an orgasm I was powerless to stop. Even as my body quivered atop hers, I tried my utmost to conceal what was happening from my mother.

Finally, I managed to regain my breath. Steadying myself, I began to stroke the taut white globes of her buttocks from the other direction. Was that a soft chuckle I heard? Or was my mind playing tricks?

My pussy was very wet by then, and I nervously wondered if Mom had noticed. I was afraid she might have — it seemed like the smell of my cunt was slowly permeating the entire room — but there was no indication from her, apart from a contented sigh every now and then.

Her legs had parted slightly, I noticed, then took advantage of this, delving into the softness in between to rub her upper thighs, my fingers close to brushing the fully exposed cunt lips of the woman I wanted so desperately.

She sighed when this happened, so I allowed those fingers to repeat the movement… but more slowly, so as to savor the experience. The realization that I might never get to touch my mother like this again filled me with a fierce determination to make this the best massage she ever had.

Growing bolder, I grasped her ass and, as I rubbed her, pulled apart her gorgeous cheeks, bending forward to inhale Mom’s womanly smell until my face was inches from her anal pucker, savoring the hot scent of her ass. I so badly wanted to lick her tender cleft, bury my face between those cheeks…

Then I noticed that there was a distinct wet patch spreading on the sheet which had not been there a few moments before. Could it be — could it really be that Mom was as turned on from my touches as I was from touching her?

Suddenly I started, realizing too late that I had stopped my massage and was just resting my hands on Mom’s buttocks. Oh, God, had she felt my hot breath on her ass? What on earth must she be thinking now?

I was about to start rubbing Mom again when her hand tapped my thigh, and her voice said gently, “Time to do my front, Kim.”

That shook me back into reality quickly enough, and I gave her room to turn over. Now I was face to face with this breathtakingly nude woman whose eyes were still closed, but whose mouth had on it a satisfied smile, like the cat that had got the cream.

I gazed at my beautiful mother beneath me before resuming my straddled position above her, ready to continue the massage. I was excited to see that her dark pubes were as wet as mine. For the first time I seriously entertained the possibility of making love to my mom, hoping that she would reach for me if I kept pleasuring her.

I carefully straddled Mom’s right thigh, gently placing my leg between hers so that my knee was just barely touching her cunt. The feel of her wetness against my skin was thrilling beyond words. Then I poured some more of the sweet-scented oil into my hands and began to rub her shoulders, trying to act as if I wasn’t conscious of my knee moving ever so slightly against Mom’s pussy as my hands worked on her. She was all but purring with pleasure.

I hesitated for a moment after finishing with her shoulders, knowing where I wanted to go from there, but nervous about taking such a bold step. My desire won out, though — and after coating my hands with oil once more I took a deep breath, trailed my fingers down her chest and began to massage her breasts.

Mom’s lips parted and she gasped softly, muttering something impossible to hear when my oily fingers held the globes of her breasts, drawing upwards to the tips of those pink nipples.

All of a sudden Mom’s smile disappeared, her mouth opened and she cried out loud. Her neck muscles tensed, and her belly and thighs became rigid as she began to climax right then from my touch. I was thrilled!

I began to move my knee around against her cunt, my hands brushing her nipples when Mom exploded, bucking and writhing, crying out her ecstasy, grinding her pussy against me. She seized my hands with hers, holding them tightly against her breasts.

I couldn’t deny my lust for another second.

Lowering my body on top of hers, my mouth sought out Mom’s and I kissed her.

I don’t think I will ever again experience a thrill as great as the one I felt when my mother’s arms entwined my naked body and her mouth opened to me, our kiss becoming hot and hungry.

We kissed for several incredible minutes before I slithered snakelike down her perfect body to nestle my eager face between her thighs, gently licking the wetness that flowed so readily from my new lover.

She felt my probing tongue and opened herself wider, allowing me deeper access into the dark velvety cavern, the fount of her womanhood. I licked and lapped and drank deep from my mother, my face bathed in her love juices when she came again, drinking them down like the greedy girl I was.

Her scent was musky and intoxicating, her taste like nothing I had experienced before… the nectar of the gods.

I thought Mom was wiped out, needing a rest break after her second climax, but instead she suddenly rolled me over onto my back and crushed her mouth to mine. I nearly swooned with delight as she lovingly licked her wetness from my lips, then trailed kisses down my body to my throbbing nipples.

My mother took me to heaven in a chariot of love that day, and brought me back down to earth with a feather-like landing. We eagerly explored and enjoyed each other’s bodies until at last, in a mind-blowing crescendo of dual orgasms that soaked us both, we came for the last time in a rolling sixty-nine, feasting on one another’s dripping cunts, each vying for position until the stars floated before our eyes, and the earth really did seem to move.

The next thing I remember was my mother’s mouth on mine. I wrapped both arms around her and we gently kissed, caressed, nibbled and stroked one another for long, heavenly minutes, hands resting comfortably between each other’s damp thighs.

“I adore you, Mom,” I whispered between kisses.

“I feel the very same way, darling,” my mother breathed as she began to doze contentedly.

“Mom… are we lovers now?” I asked hesitantly.

“Oh, yes!” came her soft reply. “Yes, Kim darling… we are.”

***

I knew it was morning because the sunlight had penetrated my still closed eyelids as I slowly awakened, feigning sleep when my mother’s fingers traced the outline swelling of my breast to linger teasingly on the already hardening nipple.

Expert fingers, fingers adept in the art of womanly love drifted languorously down the underside of my breast, gliding further south to dwell a while on my belly. My desire awakening, I imperceptibly moved a leg to allow those same fingers easy access to my womanly fount, should they be inclined to enter there.

Slowly, slowly, her fingers brushed against the jet black curly pubes which covered my mons, deftly weaving this way and that, now probing into my inner sanctum to re-emerge, sticky with the fresh juices from my temple of love.

They moved higher and circled my clit, and then I felt a light squeeze between finger and thumb which made me gasp.

“Wake up darling — it’s morning,” my mother said.

I purred something about her lovely method of awakening me, then she laughed and kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue fencing with mine and bringing me a rush of early morning sexual excitement.

“Shower time, then something to eat,” she whispered in my ear, pausing to nibble at the lobe. “After that, we’ll pick up where we left off last night.”

Tingling with excitement, we showered together, cramped in that tiny stall with barely any warm water… but we cared not, knowing that the day promised limitless treats for the two of us.

“Are you dressing, Mom?” I asked her as we towelled each other dry.

“What’s the point?” she replied, “I’d only strip you naked again right after breakfast.”

Hearing that brought a sweet shiver to my skin as it tingled anew, that familiar ache of longing stirring in my groin. I’d always loved my mom, and knew full well that she loved me as her daughter, but now we had added a thrilling new dimension to our relationship. My dear mother… how I worshipped her at that moment, and oh, how I adore her still.

We wandered around the kitchen as naked as the day we were born, totally absorbed in one another, feeding each other tiny pieces of toast and strawberry preserves, laughing when one piece slipped and slithered face down on Mom’s left breast. Of course I had to lick it off rather than wipe it… and I think it was that small act that decided us it was time to return to the bedroom.

Mom and I climbed the stairs hand in hand, stopping on every second step or so to kiss and fondle one another. I loved the feel of that lithe form of hers, slightly tanned by the sun, toned by regular workouts at the gym. She, in turn, showered my body with affection, and we laughed like children as we shared sugary kisses..

“On the bed, Kim — face down, please,” she briskly said as we entered the bedroom.

I lay down as instructed and parted my legs just as far as they could go, wanting to show my mother everything I had to offer. She had been in the same position the day before, and the very sight of her pussy glistening between her thighs had made me burn with desire. I wanted her to feel the same about me.

“Little tease,” she whispered as her hands slid up my thighs. I felt her fingers working their way towards the crack of my ass, one hand on each cheek as she pulled me open. I raised my hips, thrusting my ass out for her.

Her hands had my buttocks parted, her face close to me, and the feel of her hot breath on that most tender area around my puckered hole had me so turned on that my pussy was oozing wetness down my legs. It was a feeling beyond belief, but I was even more excited anticipating what she would do to me next.

“Ohhhhhhh,” I moaned as my mother’s loving lips pressed into my asshole, and her tongue tickled around the outside of it… then I nearly swooned on the spot as her pointy tongue penetrated my anus. This was pure bliss, but got even more thrilling as I felt a finger, then two slide into my dripping cunt.

Her mouth left my anal opening, and a second or so later she slid a wet finger slowly but firmly into that dark recess, deep, deep inside me where no finger had ever been before.

Push, pull back, push, pull back went those nimble fingers in both of my openings, and when she pushed into me I thrust back against her to heighten my enjoyment. We found a mutual rhythm, and I rocked back and forth as she fucked me with her hand.

All of a sudden I exploded, nearly screaming with ecstasy, pushing frantically against those probing fingers, which seemed to be sliding further and deeper into my body, filling my very soul. I bucked and rocked and thrashed and finally collapsed onto my side, panting for air.

She patted my ass gently, and I slowly turned over in time to see her licking my juices from her fingers, clearly enjoying the taste of my cunt. I reached down to touch my pussy, feeling the wetness she had brought from me, now smearing the insides of my thighs. I marvelled, not for the first time, how right Mother Nature was to equip women with bodies built so superbly for making love.

My desire sharp once more, I raised myself up on an elbow and gave Mom my best bedroom eyes. “I want to eat your pussy, Mommy dear,” I whispered. “I want to go down on you until you scream, like I did just then.”

A knowing look and a smile of pure lust was etched on her beautiful face as she made her way up the bed to straddle my face with her silky thighs. She lowered her cunt to my mouth, but kept most of her weight on her thighs as she offered her honeypot for me to lick.

Hers was the only cunt that I had ever tasted, other than my own… and the day before was the first time I had tasted it. Her thick, rich scent had driven me wild before, and was working its magic on my senses all over again. My hands grasped her ass, and I set to pleasuring her with a will.

Mom moaned as that tongue of mine found her opening, but I was getting as much pleasure from eating her pussy as she was. Heaven was nestled between my mother’s thighs.

Soon she began to come in my face. Not wanting to waste a precious drop of her sweet essence, I quickly brought a hand around to rub her clit while my mouth enclosed her entire love hole, drinking deep from the sacred vessel that had been my entry into the world. Finally, she cried for me to stop.

The day flew by as we explored each other’s bodies anew — mine so inexperienced, hers so knowing. Mom had me lie on my back while she straddled me lightly, her pussy kissing mine as she moved back and forth, massaging my breasts. I felt a wetness which was not my own, and my hand crept down to where our cunts met — moistening my fingers, then bringing them to my mouth to savor. Mmmm, how delicious it was, the taste of my mother.

Suddenly we exploded together in a mutual orgasm as Mom’s pussy ground fiercely against mine. I pumped hard against her, and she angled her pelvis so that our clits met and mingled, driving us to even greater heights of ecstasy.

Our cries of pleasure grew louder as my mother and I climbed the sky, where we dallied for ages in the highest state of fulfillment before gently floating down like autumn leaves to resume our earthly embrace, joined now at the mouth, at the breasts, at our bellies, and linked wetly at our founts of love.

“Fuck, Mom… that was sooo good!” I exclaimed, breathing heavily.

“Mmmm,” she whispered, also out of breath. “Sheer heaven, my darling.”

We lay a while recovering, arms around each other, just lying there entwined. I began to cry with emotion and love for my mother. Sensing my mood, she stroked my hair and cradled me in that special way she had in my times of need… only this time, she was cradling me just after we had made love.

“I love you, Mom,” I sobbed, “so very much. I don’t ever want this to end. I don’t want you to leave.”

She shushed me and held my head to her breast, “If it weren’t for your father, we could live together as a couple, my angel… but for now, let’s make the best of what time we have left.” She was right, of course, my tears soon dried, and we nestled together for a blissful hour.

Eventually rising, we showered and dressed, each happily sated on the other’s love. We talked, made lunch and ate ravenously, appetites fueled by our exertions. Then we both dozed on the settee, lovingly entwined, for what seemed like hours… or at least until my mother stirred and awoke me from a dreamy, sex-filled slumber.

That was when Mom confessed to me that she had always been bisexual, with a distinct preference for women, but had also wanted a family of her own. She then grew somewhat shy, quietly admitting that she had harbored secret desires for me ever since I reached puberty over six years ago.

The thought of Mom lusting after me when I was twelve had my libido simmering — and that was when our mother/daughter sex thing began to make itself known all over again. We soon found ourselves naked and in bed once more, fucking like animals in heat.

We craved each other’s bodies with a passion unbound, making love over and over again during that first weekend together.

The last evening of Mom’s stay did have an unusual twist to it, though. It was about 8 PM and we had decided to open a second bottle of wine. We were in the living room, totally naked, clothes strewn and abandoned around the room in our haste to see, to touch, to taste each other’s bare bodies.

We were on the carpet making love yet again and sharing a fantastic sixty-nine together, side by side, face to cunt and quickly approaching simultaneous orgasm. All of a sudden I noticed a pair of sneakers near the door. Looking a little higher, I noticed they had ankles in them, and the ankles led to a pair of denim-clad legs. The jeans were unbuttoned and pulled down, and a hand was buried deep inside a pair of pink panties, moving rhythmically.

I realized with a start that Juliet had arrived home a day early… and she’d just caught me and Mom fucking!

Face still wet from licking my mother’s pussy, I gasped, “Juliet! What are you doing here?!”

Mom quickly lifted her face from between my thighs and stared at Juliet, who by now was slumped on our settee, face scarlet, her jeans still unfastened.

“I — I’m sorry, Kim, I didn’t mean to spy on you,” she stammered, “but, well, I couldn’t help seeing you when I came in and…” Her voice trailed away.

“You obviously liked what you saw, though,” purred my mother. “Does the sight of women making love get you hot?”

Juliet reddened and I didn’t know what to say, but Mom did.

“Hello,” said my mother, “I’m Sophia.”

“Sophia?” repeated Juliet, “Your mother’s name is Sophia — isn’t it, Kim?”

I nodded, my heart pounding.

“But, then… are you — no, you CAN’T be!” she exclaimed, then fell into a dazed silence.

“Yes,” replied Mom softly, her eyes burning into Juliet’s. “Yes, I am. I’m Kim’s mother.”

Juliet’s expression was something to see.

Needless to say, Mom and I soon had Juliet naked and in bed with us, and we three made love every way imaginable before Liz and Sonia got back. Jealousy was out of the question — it was as if Mom and I had so much love between us that we could easily afford to share it with another. And we did.

Mom and I remained secret lovers throughout my college years, taking every single opportunity to meet for hours and hours of shared pleasure. After I graduated, she separated from my stepfather and we moved in together.

We live openly as a lesbian couple in another city, where no one knows that we are mother and daughter.

The End

 

Ripples, Chapter 20

  • Posted on December 16, 2019 at 3:10 pm

By Sapphmore and  JetBoy

The morning after that spectacular evening of lovemaking with her daughters, Jessica called Rachel from her home study, where she was going over the accounts.

“Hello, love,” Jess said, “fancy a little drive out to The Trout for a nibble and a glass?”

“As it’s my day off,” Rachel answered, “I’m all yours.”

“Sounds lovely… but we’d best meet up there instead of driving together. I’ve a feeling that if I come to your place, or you to mine, we just might be tempted to forego food for some rumpy pumpy.”

Rachel clucked her tongue. “Actually, my car’s in the shop having its fuel pump flushed, or some suchlike nonsense that I don’t understand, so you’ll have to do the driving. Fear not, I believe I may be able to keep from stripping you off to your knickers… at least, until after we’ve lunched.”

“Saucy bitch,” Jess snickered. “All right then, be at my door in, oh, thirty minutes or so.”

“Aye-aye, Cap’n.”

Twenty-six minutes later, Rachel was about to knock on Jessica’s door when it opened. The women greeted each other like best friends with a hug and kisses on cheeks. Jess closed and locked the door, and the women walked round to the drive and got into Jessica’s SUV.

No sooner had Jess pulled the door closed when Rachel leaned over and turned her face round to plant a kiss on the luscious lips of her lover. Jess responded, then pulled away a little, turning to peer out of the rear window.

Steady, girl, I’ve just put this lippy on. Anyway, someone might see.”

Rachel just grinned and said, “Well, if it’s that cute little post girl with the tight shorts, we can always invite her to take a ride with us.” With a flick of her eyelashes, she slid a hand under Jessica’s short dress, reaching the flimsy barrier of the woman’s panties before her wrist was grabbed, her hand withdrawn.

Rolling her eyes, Jess murmured, “You’re incorrigible,” and started the engine. She looked in the rear view mirror and, noting her smudged lipstick, dug in her handbag and re-applied it before pulling out of the drive. “I booked us an outside table by the river.”

Rachel nodded and said, “I hope it’s not too busy, I wouldn’t want anyone overhearing what I’m going to tell you.”

Jess glanced round. “Oh, now who’s going to talk dirty? Come on, what have you done?”

Wearing a smug expression, Rachel only said, “All in good time. First, I believe you promised me lunch.”

“Christ, Rach, you’re so bloody cheap,” said Jess, and both women laughed.

***

The school bell had just signalled lunch, and as Alice made her way to the playground, she spied Bella in the corridor and waved. Exchanging greetings, they linked arms, and Alice steered them towards a quiet part of the grounds, away from the picnic benches and boys kicking balls about. Choosing a spot behind a large tree, both girls sat down on the thick grass.

They opened their lunch boxes and began to eat, chatting idly about teachers and classmates. Once the girls were done and had tidied up, Alice glanced at Bella, then cleared her throat. “Bel, my mum said your mum has told you about them, you know, getting together. Being lovers.”

Closing her lunch box, Bella put it to one side. “Yes, she has.“

“And your mum’s also showed you how to have sex with girls as well, hasn’t she?”

Bella looked a little sheepish, her face slightly flushed. “Uh-huh. She told me your mum taught you, too.”

“Well, actually, I’ve done it with my mum a few times now, and guess what?” Bella looked expectantly into her eyes. “We’ve both done it with Katie as well.”

Alice expected more of a surprised response from her friend, but quickly realised that this might not actually be news to her.

Sure enough, Bella nodded. “Mum said that Auntie Jess was going to, um, teach Katie,” then fell silent.

Alice smiled inwardly, amused by her friend’s shyness. “You know, Bel, we’re practically sisters now, We should be able to talk about anything. So… what was it like, having sex with your mum?”

Startled by her friend’s bold question, Bella glanced in either direction, making sure that no one was within earshot. “Um…” Then, releasing her held breath, she giggled. “Sorry, Ali. This is all so new to me, guess I’m still getting used to it!” She leaned closer to Alice. “It’s sooooo good, doing stuff with Mum. I never had feelings like that before!”

“What about Cindy? Has Auntie Rach showed your little sister anything yet?”

Bella nodded. “Mum sort of showed her last night.”

Alice was puzzled. “What do you mean, sort of?”

Bella took a deep breath. “Well, Mum said it might be a good idea if I taught Cindy, so she could see how well I’d learned, and practice for when…” Her voice trailed off.

Alice was intrigued. Making sure that no one was watching, she placed a hand on Bella’s bare thigh, lightly stroking her friend’s soft skin. “Practice for what, Bel?”

Bella looked at Alice and whispered. “When me and you… you know.”

“You mean, when we have sex. Is that what you want, Bel?”

Bella just nodded and said, “Yes.”

“So do I. If I could, I’d strip you naked and do you right under this tree. Now, tell me about last night.”

Gaping at her friend, shocked and thrilled in equal measure by Alice’s boldness, Bel fought to regain her composure.

***

At the pub, the women were just finishing the dessert Rachel insisted she had to have. Jessica had opted for a slice of lemon torte, while Rachel ordered the crème brûlée, which she ate slowly, savouring each bite.  In truth, she was just delaying telling Jess her news, visibly taking pleasure in her friend’s rising impatience. Jess urged her to get on with the story, but Rachel shook her head, replying, “A lady doesn’t talk with her mouth full.”

“I’m fairly certain that a lady doesn’t grope under her lover’s skirt whilst in the car, either, “ Jessica fired back with a tight smile.

“Touché,” Rachel replied. Finally, she put down her spoon and wiped her mouth on the napkin before taking a sip of wine. “My, that was delicious.”

Jess was now frustrated. “If you don’t tell me right now what you’re keeping under your hat, I will tie your leg to my rear bumper and drag you home.”

Rachel had to laugh. “Okay, you pervy dyke, keep your knickers on.” She looked round to make certain that no one was within earshot. As Jess had selected the table furthest from the building, and it being midweek, there were no other customers in the vicinity.

“Remember how I said in your office that I needed to get cracking with Cindy’s sex education? Well, I decided that I wasn’t going to teach her after all.”

Jess looked confused. “But I thought you…!”

“Hold on. I want her to learn, but decided I wouldn’t be the one doing the teaching.” Seeing Jess was still confused, she continued. “I decided to let Bella teach her instead.”

The look on Jessica’s face turned to one of understanding. “Ah, I see. Very clever of you.”

“Thank you. She needed to practice, after all, and I also figured that it would boost her confidence. Besides, I like the idea of watching my little darlings fuck.

“I’d already told Cindy that I’d teach her at the weekend — so she wasn’t expecting anything to happen before then, and neither was Bella. So yesterday evening I had a shower, slipped into some sexy nightwear, and called both girls into my room.”

***

Alice was still caressing Bella’s thigh as her friend continued the story, the tips of her fingers occasionally slipping beneath the dark skirt Bella wore.

“When Mum called us, I just thought she wanted to ask us about school or something. But when we went in her room, she was sitting on the bed, she was wearing a see-through nightie instead of her usual one, and nothing on under it. Oh, Ali, she looked so… scrumptious! Anyhow, she said to come join her, that she had something to tell us.”

Bella looked around before continuing. “Mum said she’d decided that Cindy shouldn’t wait until the weekend to learn about how girls can love each other. Then she talked all about how she and your mum were girlfriends, and about how Auntie Jess taught you and Katie about sex. Then she said we’re coming over to your house on Friday to talk about everything… and do lots of other stuff, too!” The girl’s eyes flashed with excitement.

Alice was a little surprised that her mum had already told Auntie Rachel about bringing Katie into their fun and games. Thinking about Poppy, she smiled. You don’t know the half of it, Bel.

***

Jessica was leaning toward Rachel, eager to hear more.

“Anyway, Cindy was really pleased about you and I becoming lovers. She’s always liked you a lot, y’know… in fact, I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that my youngest has been nursing a bit of a crush on her Auntie Jess all along.”

“God, just thinking about it…” Jessica moaned, toying with her dessert fork.

“Down, girl. I’m just getting warmed up here. So I told Cindy that I’d changed my mind, that I wanted to show her how to make love right then, instead of waiting until Saturday. Then, Bella asked if she could watch. I said, ‘Oh no, honey.’ Well, you should have seen the look on her face! I thought she was about to cry. So I told her what I’d decided — that she should show her little sister how to make love to a girl.”

“My goodness. How did she react to that?”

Rachel shook her head. “She looked worried, then said, ‘But she’s my little sister.’ I had to remind her that I’m her mother and she’d made love with me, so why would sex with Cindy be any different? I told her that it would be good practice for when she makes love with Alice… and besides, we’re all going to be one big family soon, so she’ll probably be getting naked and doing those things with you and the girls.”

Jessica squirmed slightly in her seat, trying to control the throbbing that was beginning to spread in her lower regions. The thought of making love with young girls other than her own daughters excited her beyond measure — especially Bella and Cindy, who she’d known and adored ever since they were infants.

Noticing her restlessness, Rachel innocently asked, “What’s wrong, darling?” knowing full well what had her lover so agitated.

“Nothing, it’s just that… I know we’ve touched on the possibility of you and I having sex with each other’s daughters. Well, until now, I haven’t really, you know, pictured it in my mind. Now that the thought’s loose, it’s driving me fucking wild.” Reaching out, she grasped her lover’s hand. “Oh, Rachel, I want your girls. I want to see them naked, touch their beautiful little bodies.”

Rachel placed a hand on Jessica’s leg under the table, sliding it up her thigh, causing Jess to swivel her head around to make sure no-one was looking. “Well, after all you’ve told me about your Alice being such a naughty little sexpot, I’m really looking forward to having it off with her… and any other of your girls who might be interested in a little fun between the sheets with an older woman.” Rachel’s hand journeyed further still beneath Jessica’s skirt, until her fingers encountered the damp material of her lover’s knickers, barring access to that lovely pussy.

Seeing Jess beginning to respond, Rachel abruptly withdrew her hand. “Patience, my sweet… you’ve not heard the rest of it.”

Jessica’s eyes were glazed with helpless lust, but she managed to get a grip on herself. “Bloody tease,” she hissed. “When I get you behind closed doors, Rachel Thomas, I will fuck you to within an inch of your sodding life. You won’t be able to walk for days.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” Rachel replied. “Now hush, love — there’s lots more to tell.”

***

Bella continued. “When Mum said she wanted me to teach Cindy about sex, I got a bit nervous, but she said it would help me be even better for when you and me do it. I know I’ve been pushing you away when we’ve kissed and, um, other things. I wanted to do more, honestly I did — but I always got scared.”

Alice was eager to hear the rest of her friend’s tale. “So how did it go? I want to hear all the juicy details.”

“Okay. First, Mum got off the bed and sat on her chaise longue. I wasn’t quite sure what to do first, then she said I should just start with kissing and touching. So I was gonna give my sister a kiss, but then I thought we should maybe take our clothes off first. Cindy sure seemed to like that idea — she wasn’t shy at all! She started unbuttoning her top, but Mum said we ought to take turns, so we can watch each other get naked.

“I wasn’t dressed sexy like Mum was the other night when she taught me, but I tried to do it the same way. I unbuttoned my nightdress really slow, then just let it slide off me, on the carpet. I took off my knickers, then let Cindy and Mum have a good look at me with nothing on.”

“Y’know what, Bel?” Alice cooed, giving her friend’s thigh a squeeze. “I’ve wanted to get a good look at you naked for a long time… ever since I knew I liked girls. When you take your clothes off for me, will you do it slow and sexy, like you did for your sister?”

“I will, Ali,” Bella replied, “I promise. God, I so want you to see… and I want to see you, too.” She licked her lips. “Think there’s somewhere we could go right now and… play with each other?”

“Better not — there isn’t enough time. Besides, you’re not yet done with your story! So, Cinders and your mum were looking at you naked… then what happened?”

“Well, Cindy was staring at my boobs so I started to rub them… and then, I put a hand on my coochie.”

“Wow.”

“You should have seen her face, Ali! Anyway, then I told Cindy to take her clothes off. She hadn’t got into her pajamas yet, see.” Bella shook her head. “Boy, one thing I gotta tell you about my little sister… she’s way less shy than I am. She took everything off, got bare naked without batting an eye! She’s already starting to get titties, so I think she’ll have big ones like Mum does.” The twelve-year-old paused. “I was still kinda scared, but I wasn’t gonna be a fraidy-cat with Cindy there, so I went over to where she stood, took her in my arms and kissed her. She seemed to like it, a lot… and so did I! It was weird at first, kissing my little sister, but oh wow, Ali, her mouth is so, so soft and nice!

“I took Cindy over to the bed and we lay down together, with me, y’know, on top of her. I was getting really excited by then, thinking ‘bout what making love to her would be like. I kissed her again, only this time I put my tongue in her mouth. I didn’t know what she’d do, but then, Cindy kissed me back the same way!”

Alice’s eyes were wide open. “Had she ever done stuff with another girl?”

“That’s what I wondered,” Bella replied with a shrug, “but she says I was her first. So Cindy and I were doing sexy kissing, and honestly, it had me feeling hot all over. I wanted to do more to her, so I started kissing down her body. I, um, took one of her nipples in my mouth and started, y’know, sucking it.”

“Awesome,” Alice breathed.

***

“Oh, Jess, you should have seen my girls making out, swapping French kisses. It was beautiful.”

The memory of her own daughters indulging in similar activities was still fresh in Jessica’s mind, so it was easy for her to picture Rachel’s two dark-haired youngsters coupling. Still, she was surprised by how much she ached to play sex games with her lover’s children. This all-consuming lust I feel for young girls… am I going to feel it for every cute little moppet I see?

Rachel continued. “Then Bella was kissing Cindy’s nipples… and Cindy was making these adorable cooing sounds, clutching big sister’s face to her chest. I must say, that was when Bel truly surprised me. She slid down between Cindy’s legs, pushed them wide open, paused for a second or two… then, she started to lick her little sister’s cunt!”

“My goodness,” Jess exclaimed, astonished.

“I know, right? I mean, this is my Bella, shy little Bella who couldn’t even admit that she masturbated just the other night. My best guess is, she wanted to show me that she was over the shyness. She was doing a damn good job of it, too, because Cindy was squirming all over the place, crying out, ‘What’s happening to me, Mummy?’ I told her not to worry, it was supposed to feel like that, and to let Bella make love to her.”

***

Still seated beneath the old oak tree, the two twelve-year-olds had drifted even closer together, so as to keep their conversation private as possible. Alice was hanging onto her friend’s every word.

“While I was licking Cindy, I looked over at my mum, just to make sure I was doing it right,” Rachel said. “She had one hand on her boob and was rubbing her pussy with the other, so I figured I was doing okay. Cindy sure seemed to love it! She was moving about so much that it was hard for me to keep my mouth on her, um, you know.”

Alice rolled her eyes heavenward. “Bloody hell… we’re not little kids, Bel! You can say ‘pussy’, ‘minge’, or even ‘cunt’, okay? Stop calling it a ‘you know’, for God’s sake.”

“Um, yeah. Sorry ‘bout that,” a sheepish Bella mumbled.

“It’s okay. Now go on, tell me more. What did Cindy taste like when you licked her?”

“Hmm. Sort of… fruity.”

“Sounds yummy.” Alice casually returned her hand to Bella’s knee.

“Well, I wasn’t sure at first that I even liked the taste of p-pussy, the first time I did it with Mum… but then I kinda did, and Cindy’s flavour was really nice. Besides, there was something exciting about doing that to a little girl, especially to my sister.

“Anyhow, I got a bit carried away and almost forgot my mum was there… and that was when Cindy started moaning, really loud! Then I heard Mum making sounds, too, so I looked over at where she was. Mum had taken off all her clothes, had one leg over the arm of the chair and was pushing her fingers in and out of her pussy like, like crazy! Oh, Ali, it was so wild. I’d never felt like that before.”

Alice pictured the scene in her head, Bella’s mum touching herself like that. The tableau she envisaged only spurred her desire to fuck Auntie Rachel as soon as possible. “What happened next?”

“The next thing I knew, Mum had got on the bed with us and was kissing Cindy. Really kissing her.”

***

“Honestly, Jess, I couldn’t restrain myself!” Rachel insisted, shaking her head. “Watching Bella go down on her little sister, licking Cindy’s cunt like she’d just fallen in love with the idea of being gay and was making up for lost time… it was driving me mental. I had to get involved! Anyway, Cindy was making such an unholy racket that I kissed her to keep the neighbors from hearing us. My baby girl was coming like there’s no tomorrow. I think Bella might’ve got a bit carried away, and forgot she was supposed to be teaching her sister, not licking her until she fainted. I was actually a bit worried.”

Jess had dropped a hand into her lap, pressing it into her groin through the front of the dress she wore, a move that had not gone unnoticed by Rachel. “What did you do then?” breathed Jess, her mouth dry as the Sahara. Reaching out for her wine glass, she took a quick gulp.

“When Cindy eventually got her breath back, Bel was kneeling on the floor… looking rather taken aback, to be honest. She looked up at me and whispered, ‘I wanted to do that to Cindy so bad… but I never knew I did, not until now’. I think she was about to cry.

“I reached out for Bella, and she crawled into my arms. We cuddled for a bit, and I told her that she could be in love with Cindy, just without realizing it. Bel and Cindy have always been amazingly close, you know.

“She looked up at me and asked, ‘Is that bad, Mum… being in love with your little sister’?”

“I knew how she felt, Jess. When I realized how much I wanted my girls, it tore me up inside. I thought I was the worst mother alive.” Rachel sat quietly for a moment, staring down at her hands.

“You’re no such thing,” Jessica said, her voice firm. “This bond that you and I share with our daughters… it’s beautiful, and good. It makes them happy.”

“That’s how I explained it to Bella,” said Rachel, raising her face. “I told her there wasn’t anything wrong with being in love with your sister… or your daughter. She seemed to understand.

“But what happened next was even more wonderful, Jess. Cindy had come back to us by then, and she sat up, smiled at Bella and said, ‘Oh, Bel… I’m in love with you, too. Sometimes I like to pretend that you and me are married, and we have little girls of our own. I never told you that, ‘cos I was afraid you’d think I was being silly’.”

“Oh, my — that’s beautiful, Rach,” Jess sighed. “What did Bella say?”

“Not a word — she just got up, went over, took Cindy in her arms, and they kissed, long and deep. Then Cindy broke away, smiled at her sister and said, ‘I want to do sex stuff to you now’. As you can probably imagine, Bel was very thrilled by that idea… as was I.”

***

“Oh, Ali… it was so, so perfect, kissing my sister! God, I love her.” Bella paused to smile at her friend. “Is that how it feels when you kiss Katie?”

“Yeah,” Alice nodded. “My mum, too.” And Poppy, she thought. “I mean, we already loved one another, but when we added sex to it…” She shook her head in awe. “It’s like our love got multiplied, y’know?” Giving Bella’s thigh a squeeze, she said, “Go on, now. Tell the rest. You just licked Cindy’s pussy, and then you’re kissing her…”

“Yeah, okay. We were taking turns sucking each other’s tongues–”

“Oooh, yes, I love doing that!” Alice said.

“…and all of a sudden, Mum was standing next to us. Completely naked, remember. When I looked around at her, she kissed me and licked around my mouth. Then she turned to Cindy and told her, ‘Honey, you taste delicious’. Her pussy flavor on my lips, y’know? That was when my sister put her arms around Mum and kissed her.” Bella sighed. “Cindy’s so much braver than me. She was touching our mum’s titties!

“Anyhow, Mum pulled away and told Cindy, ‘Tonight’s not about me’. She said it was time for Cindy to learn how to make love. So me and my little sister got back on the bed, her laying on top of me, and Mum sat down next to us to watch.

“I started kissing Cindy again, then I told her where to touch me, and got her to kiss my titties and belly. Like I said, she wasn’t shy like I was, and it felt really good. She wanted to touch me on my pussy and my clit, so I showed her how to put fingers inside me. I think she got three in, and it felt huge. After that, Cindy was ready to lick me… but first, I got her to suck on her fingers to see if she liked how I taste.”

“And?” asked Alice, her eyes wide.

Bella grinned. “She loved it.”

***

“I swear, Cindy was born to make love to girls… and women,” said Rachel, leaning back in her chair. “Within three minutes, she was going down on Bella like it was second nature. While we were cuddling together afterwards, she told us that she’d been crushing on other girls for a couple of years, at least.”

“And she’s only ten. My goodness!” Jess exclaimed. “It seems like you raised yourself a little sexpot, just like my Alice. Won’t it be something to see when those two are in bed together!”

“Oh, she’s a firecracker. When Cindy started licking her sister, Bella couldn’t really concentrate, so I had to take over the teaching part — not that Cindy needed very much in the way of instruction, mind.” She paused, nodding thoughtfully. “Now I know why you get so turned on watching Alice and Katie fuck. I’ve never seen anything so hot as my girls getting down and dirty. I could barely talk — too busy wanking myself silly.

“In the end, watching my youngest make her big sister come was too much for me, I needed relief… so I sat on Bella’s face. I practically smothered my poor baby, but I have to give it to her — she ate my cunt like it was her last meal. Mark my words, Alice won’t recognise Bel when they do the deed proper.”

Jess was pressing her fingers into the junction of her thighs under the table, aching to lift up her short dress and shove her fingers — or anything at all — into her vagina, but fought to maintain control, just in case their waitress made a sudden appearance.

***

Beneath the tree, Bella was getting deeper into her story. “Honestly, Ali, Cindy is amazing at pussy licking! I’m like, shaking all over, practically screaming… and next thing I know, Mum is kneeling over me, and she sits down on my face! She rubbed her minge all over my mouth, so wet that I thought I was gonna drown. That didn’t stop me, though — I went crazy on her, and soon Mum was coming hard. I drank down nearly all of her pussy honey, too!” She was glowing with pride.

Pussy honey? I like that — did you make it up?” said Alice.

“Nope, got that from Mum.”

Alice’s knickers had grown increasingly damp as she drank in Bella’s account of the sex she’d enjoyed with her little sister. Almost without realising, her hand had managed to slide all the way beneath Bella’s skirt, right up to the front of her panties.

Startled, Bella suddenly realised what Alice’s fingers were doing, and her eyes widened. “Ohhhhhh, Ali… that feels so g-good!” She looked down, then up into her best friend’s face as Alice suddenly drew in close to kiss her. This time, Bella didn’t find an excuse to pull away as their mouths met, even as those intruding fingers pressed the cotton material into the wet crevice of her cunt.

Suddenly remembering where they were, Alice broke away, snatching her hand back. A whimper escaped Bella’s lips, but she shook her head to clear it. “Wow,” she whispered.

“Sounds like you had a hot night, Bel,” said Alice, feeling a tad envious. “Wish I’d been there. I can’t wait till we all get together on Friday.”

Bella was still fighting to compose herself. “Oh, I haven’t even finished yet. When Mum g-got off me, she went behind Cindy and started licking her bumhole.”

***

“I was this near to coming,” Rachel said, holding her thumb and index finger about a quarter-inch apart. “Then I looked into Cindy’s eyes while she went down on her big sister, and what I saw in them made me climax on the spot, right in Bella’s mouth. It felt like a real gusher of an orgasm, too — but I swear, my twelve-year-old drank down every blessed drop.

I’d come, but was still hotter than the bloody Sahara… so I got my little Cindy up all fours, knelt right behind and started licking her pretty little rosebud. She was startled at first, but carried on like a real trouper and got back to work on her sister. Guess she made a good job of it, too — Bella was bouncing all over the place when she finally got off!”

***

“I didn’t even know girls made love that way!” Bella declared, face alight with wonder.

“Oh, yeah… we’ve been doing it,” Alice said, nodding eagerly. “Mum told me how the bumhole is an, um, erogenous zone — that’s a part of the body where you can make good feelings happen when you have sex. Your nipples and pussy, yeah, but also places like your neck, or fingers. And for sure, getting your arse licked is awesome! It’s called ‘rimming’. Mum taught me that word, too. So, uh, what happened next?”

‘Well, so I came… which was amazing, by the way. I had to make Cindy stop licking me, though — bet she would’ve gone on doing it all day, if I’d let her. Then she sat up and turned around, and Mum gave her a big messy kiss — ‘cos she wanted to taste my pussy on Cindy’s mouth, she said.”

“Mmmm… so sexy.”

“Yeah, it sure was,” Bella said. The girl’s timidity had vanished; she was openly describing her incestuous experience and loving it. “Mum told Cindy to lie down, pushed her legs back till her knees were, like, right under her chin, then started licking her. I wanted a closer look, so I got up and sat near them.

“Cindy was making all these noises and shaking all over when Mum’s tongue was in her bum. She was going kinda crazy, so I kissed her some more. That was great. She came pretty quick, then we all snuggled together. I thought we were finished, but I guess Mum wanted more, ‘cos she lay down and told us both to make love to her.

“I let Cindy lick her, since she never got to do that before… and I got on my knees over Mum’s face and let her do it to me.”

***

“Oh Jess, my little Cinders tasted so sweet… and when she went down on me I couldn’t believe this was her first time having sex. I asked her to put all her fingers in me, but my cunt was so wet that her whole hand went in. It was like a sodding earthquake went off inside me. I was so delirious that I’m lucky I didn’t bite off Bella’s clit.” Sitting back in her chair, she gave Jessica a shaky grin. “I can’t wait to see you fucking my girls… and get my hands on your kids.”

“Oh, the feeling is very much mutual,” Jess said.

Rachel reached for her wine glass. “So now we’re even — we’ve each had sex with two of our daughters.”

Or so you think, my love, Jessica mused. Taking that straying hand from her lap, she reached out to casually caress her lover’s wrist. “Listen, I’m so worked up right now… I might just throw you over this table and fuck you on the spot.”

Rachel grinned. “I dare you, bitch.”

Jess rose quickly. “Wait here while I pay the bill… then we’re leaving to do just that.”

She returned to the garden moments later, and the two lovers hastened back to the car. Jess pulled out of the parking space, made her way to the exit and signalled left — then suddenly switched the indicator the opposite way, hit the road to the right and gunned the engine.

Puzzled, Rachel stared ahead. “Where are we going?”

Jess turned briefly to her. “You’ll see.” Reaching into her dress pocket, she emerged with a pair of sodden panties, which she passed over to her lover. Rachel’s eyes went wide and she grinned wolfishly before bringing them to her nose, inhaling deeply before sucking on the triangle of damp material, still warm from Jessica’s body.

A minute or so later, Jess turned off the main road and manoeuvred the vehicle down a narrow lane until she reached a clearing, used on weekends as a parking lot for a cross-country walking route. She came to a halt in a secluded area beneath a large overhanging tree, then switched off the engine.

Turning to Rachel, Jess murmured, “Get out,” her tone making it clear that she meant to be obeyed.

Fascinated by this new domineering side to her lover, Rachel obeyed — followed by Jessica, who quickly opened the back door and climbed inside. Placing her right leg on the floorboard, she lifted the left leg up over the back of the seat, then tugged her dress up to expose a dripping cunt.

As Rachel joined her, Jess gazed into the woman’s eyes. “Fuck me.” It was an order, not a request.

Rachel smiled. “Well, seeing as you asked so nicely…” Licking her lips, she bent down to comply.

They rutted as though their lives depended on it. A greedy Rachel sucked on Jessica’s clit, frantically pumping her fingers into her lover’s squishing pussy as they shared deep French kisses.

Jess soon came, then shoved Rachel down on the seat, tearing her thong to get at the treasures inside. She bent to her work, mauling the dripping slice with her mouth and fingers until Rachel got off, clamping a hand over her mouth to muffle the screams.

They lay tangled together on the seat, breathing heavily for a few minutes. When they eventually stirred, they shared smiles and gentle kisses. As she sat up and began to fix her rumpled clothes, Rachel turned and said, “Well, if I’d known we were going to do that, I’d have gone without dessert.”

Jess arched an eyebrow. “Pass up The Trout’s crème brûlée? That’s very unlike you.”

Bending to place a torrid kiss on Jessica’s mouth, Rachel purred, “It’s not half as sweet as your cunt, love.”

***

When the bell rang, signalling the pupils to make their way back to class, Alice and Bella brushed off their skirts, then packed up their lunch boxes. Making a last check to make sure they’d left nothing behind — their school took a very dim view of leaving debris behind on the grounds — their eyes met. Bella took a quick look towards the other children, then leaned in to kiss Alice. Their tongues briefly engaged before the girls broke apart, turned and made their way back across the grass.

Fifty yards away, their PE teacher Beverley Masters was watching. She easily recognised Bella Thomas and Alice Matthews, two of the prettiest and smartest girls in the school. One was a dark brunette, her hair almost a negative of the blonde tresses of the other. They were also opposites in character, Bella being rather shy and quiet, whereas Alice was wilful and confident.

At first, Beverley paid the girls little mind; they seemed to be deep in conversation. Interestingly enough, though, Bella seemed to be the one doing most of the talking. Then, however, when she’d turned to open the window, Bev was shocked to see Alice slide a hand up under Bella’s short pleated uniform skirt.

As she carried on watching them, occasionally glancing back to make sure no-one entered the gym to catch her spying, she saw Alice slip her hand beneath Bella’s skirt once again — this time far enough to touch the brunette’s knickers, judging by the girl’s reaction.

Seconds later, Alice leaned in close to place a kiss on her friend’s mouth. Bella began to respond, but then Alice quickly pulled back as if she’d just realized how risky a move this was. Sure enough, the teen glanced around, making sure no one was in view. Beverley quickly ducked away from the window.

After a minute or thereabouts, Bev risked a quick peek, only to find the girls engrossed once more in their conversation. Fuck me, I’d love to hear what they’re chatting about, she told herself. She lingered, hoping to see the students fool around some more, but all they did was talk.

As the bell sounded, the girls got up and gathered their things. Beverley figured that was that, but seconds later the teacher was thrilled to see shy Bella initiate a quick but passionate kiss before the girls made their way back to class.

Pressing a hand to her throbbing groin, Bev moistened her lips. Oh my, just wait till I tell Hannah about this… she’ll never believe it.

This way to Chapter 21!

 

The Struggle With Desire, Part Two

  • Posted on December 5, 2019 at 3:32 pm

By JetBoy

Breakfast was nearly on the table when Sharon’s girls came bounding down the stairs. They stopped in the entrance of the kitchen for a second to see Sharon’s back to them as she reached up for a platter. Her white gauzy nightgown rode up to reveal her shapely ass, barely covered by a skimpy pair of black panties. Kori swallowed hard at the sight, almost bumping into the table.

Janice whistled. “Nice show, Mom!”

Sharon turned and smiled. “Just in time, you guys. Breakfast will be ready in a second.”

They walked by her. Janice yawned out loud. Kori, on the other hand, could not ignore the side view of her mother’s full breasts through the white gauzy material. She wondered, since her mother normally wore a robe in the morning, if this was for her benefit.

Could Mom really have worn that for me? she asked herself, the very idea making her tingle deliciously.

The girls sat down — Janice in her undershirt and shorts, Kori in a blue t-shirt and sweats.

Out of the blue, Janice suddenly inquired, “What’s with all the… exposure in the house this morning?”

Kori froze, suddenly fearful that Janice had observed her little masturbation scene in their bedroom hours earlier.

Sharon asked, “Why, what do you mean?” while pouring corn flakes into a bowl.

“Well, I can clearly see through your nightgown… and Kori here slept naked last night.”

Sharon gave a sly grin, maneuvering the waffles with a steel spatula. “Did she? Well, it was hot last night.”

Kori stammered, only wanting to end this dangerous conversation, “Um, yeah… I couldn’t stop sweating.”

“Seemed fine to me. Maybe we should turn the AC up,” said Janice.

Sharon walked across the floor, carrying the two plates, and set them down in front of her daughters. She purposefully bent over slightly, to see who would peer down her nightgown. As expected, Kori did. She got a glimpse of her mother’s bare breasts and felt a twinge of helpless desire flicker through her tummy. Sharon also caught Janice glancing down her front, and felt strangely pleased at that. She then sat back in an adjoining wooden chair across the table from her daughters, feeling delightfully wicked.

It was silent for a moment, except for the sounds of food and the clinking of silverware. Then Sharon turned to Janice, “What’s on the agenda for today?”

With half a mouthful, Janice mumbled, “Not too sure. None of my friends called, so I was going to just hang and watch some TV. Maybe go to the mall.”

Sharon looked at Kori. “What about you, honey?”

Just looking up, Kori carefully murmured, “Nothing. Why?”

“Well,” said Sharon nonchalantly, “Today’s supposed to be gorgeous. We should do the girl thing together, and hit the mall. Then later tonight… how about a camp-out in the backyard?”

Janice looked up and beamed. “Cool! Can we have beer? If it’s a girl’s night out, and since Kori can’t get into a bar or anything…”

Sharon laughed. “Okay, okay. But don’t tell anyone what a bad role model your mom is.” She crossed her legs casually, the hem of her nightie sliding up to reveal creamy thighs.

Kori looked at her mother’s legs, then the shape of her body through the gauzy material, feeling uncomfortably warm.

***

They ventured out into the woods behind their house that evening. Kori carried the tent and Janice took the sleeping bags, while Sharon hauled the provisions. The sun was going down, and they wanted to get set up before dark.

Janice and Kori knew the terrain well, for they used to play together and tell secrets to one another behind those very trees. They came to a small clearing surrounded by oaks and birches, where they put down the gear.

Kori declared, “I’ll make the fireplace!” and began to gather stones. Janice set up her radio/cassette player for some background sounds as she and her mother set up the tent.

As the sun finally gave way to the star-glittered darkness, Kori had already had the round stone fireplace built, the kindling lit and snapping. Janice and her mother set up the tent, after several bungled attempts that left them laughing hysterically, and were rolling out the sleeping bags inside.

When Kori had returned with her fifth armful of firewood, Janice and Sharon were sitting on a log, drinking cold beers.

Sharon murmured, “Here you go,” winked, and handed her youngest a cold bottle.

Kori smiled, sat on an opposite log, and took a foamy sip.

For a moment, it was quiet except for the sounds of the night birds, and the trees rustling. They all looked at the stars peeking between the high branches, taking in the light breeze and feeling as if they might be the last people on earth.

Kori glanced again and again at Janice and Sharon… feeling a bit anxious, wondering what might happen if she got a little too drunk to keep her mouth shut. She looked at her mother, in her grey sweatshirt and shorts. The orange firelight accented her smiling face, and she seemed years younger. Kori’s eyes dropped to Sharon’s crossed legs, wanting to stroke them. She then looked at Janice — a younger version of their mother — and traced the outline of her breasts through her t-shirt in the orange hue of the fire. Janice wore red shorts, which rode high on her propped up legs.

As her head began to swim a bit on her third beer, she began to feel warm and relaxed, feeling ready for, for… anything to happen. Wanting to walk over to her mother and fondle her tits once again. To kiss her full on the mouth, to lay her down and make love to her… then Sharon gave Kori a glance, and the sixteen-year-old quickly looked away.

As the night drew on, time seemed to lose meaning as the three women talked about anything and everything, enjoying spending time together.

Finally standing up, and almost falling backwards in a stupor, Janice declared with a drunken authority, “I gotta pee!”

“Well, go ahead,” said Sharon, “there’s a bush over there.”

Janice blearily looked around at the dark woods. “I’m not going in there… it’s too dark. I can’t.”

Sharon rolled her eyes. “Go with her, will you, Kori? Protect your drunk sister from the forest trolls.”

Almost falling backwards herself, Kori stood up, dropping her empty bottle and grabbing a roll of toilet paper. “Okay, Mom.” She grabbed Janice’s hand, jerking her along. “Let’s go, stupid.” Both girls laughed as they stumbled into the darkness of the forest.

Still holding hands, they walked further and further until the campfire was a small blur. Janice fell back against a big tree..

“Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod… my head is spinning!” she laughed. “I’m gonna fall down… Kori, help me…” and she held to the sides of the tree with the back of her arms, giggling.

Kori looked at her sister, who almost seemed crucified to the tree in the moonlight. “Help you…?” she stammered. She had a feeling that this was it. Something was going to happen…

“Yeah…” Janice was now swaying seductively and holding on to the tree. “Help me get my shorts off, sis, so I don’t piss myself.”

Sweat came to Kori’s forehead, bringing about some sobering reality. She knelt down in front of her sister, who leaned back against the bent tree.

She gripped the sides of Janice’s red shorts, applying her arms to pull her body away from the tree just a little, and began to slide them down. Kori found it difficult not to breathe hard as the back of her fingertips ran down Janice’s soft legs. Her heart was thumping madly, her hands shaking.

“Hurry…” Janice breathed. In her fogginess, she could feel the leaves under her bare feet and the light wind brushing her thighs.

Kori gripped the waistband of Janice’s flimsy panties. Her fingertips touched the beginnings of Janice’s soft buttocks as she gently pulled down her sister’s underwear. And in that moment, Kori was face to face with her deepest desire — drinking in the beautiful sight of her sister’s pussy, savoring the lovely scent of it.

Kori was still a bit foggy, but knew what she wanted to do. “Kneel down, Janice. I’ll hold you up, so you won’t pee yourself.”

All Janice could do was slide her back down the smooth trunk of the big tree and support herself on her heels. Kori could smell even more of her sister’s cunt because her legs were spread. And at that moment, Janice let out a gasp, and a stream of liquid began to hiss into the ground, slowing to a trickle.

“Here,” murmured Kori, tearing a strip of toilet paper from the roll and handing it to her sister. Janice clumsily wiped herself, then tried, unsuccessfully, to stand. She smiled at her sister and giggled, “I can’t get uuuuuup…”

Kori was trembling with passion. She responded with her fingertips, moving her hands up Janice’s legs. Janice was quiet, her head back, eyes dreamily closed. The smoothness of her legs excited Kori, who had her fingers at Janice’s upper thighs. Her hands then moved around, cupping the roundness of her sister’s bare ass.

Kori positioned her shaky hands, one on each buttock. “We’ll get up together, and I’ll pull you up. On three.” Janice slowly nodded. “One, two… THREE.” Using their legs to support each other, the two sisters rose together, Janice with her back to the tree.

For a small eternity they stood — Janice, now gazing drunkenly at her sister, and Kori gazing back, her hands on Janice’s bottom. She shifted them, her fingers resting lightly on her sister’s hips.

Suddenly Janice reached out, and caressed Kori’s hair. “Thanks, sis,” she said softly, “you’re so good to me…”

Kori, feeling a boldness such as she had never known, moved her left hand forward and gently caressed Janice’s cunt.

Closing her eyes, Janice gasped.

It was like she was drifting through space. Janice knew she was drunk, but didn’t care. She felt delicate fingers touching her pubes, parting her moistened labia. When she opened her eyes, she gazed at her beautiful sister through darkness not dark enough to conceal her passion.

For a fleeting moment, Janice knew this was wrong, but Kori’s fingers were telling wonderful lies.

No one would know. No one.

Heart pounding, Janice pulled Kori close… and they kissed.

The kiss was gentle at first, then Janice’s lips parted and it became hot and passionate. Their tongues intertwined as Janice reached around Kori’s back and slid a hand down into her sister’s shorts. The crease of Kori’s ass was hot and sweaty.

The wetness between Janice’s legs increased as Kori wriggled two fingers into her big sister’s pussy. The shivering sensation of being fingered by her baby sister made Janice’s entire body tingle as she kissed her little sister harder.

Now frantic with lust, Janice pushed Kori’s shorts and panties down as far as they would go and ran her hands all over her sister’s bare bottom, then slipped a hand between Kori’s thighs to fondle her soft, virgin pussy. Janice’s excitement grew as she felt the raw heat pulsing between her sister’s legs. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue down Kori’s neck, causing the younger girl to moan. “Oh, Janice…”

Kori pulled her sister’s hips into hers and ground their pussy mounds together, while Janice trailed her hands up Kori’s smooth belly, grasping the hem of her t-shirt and tugging it up and off. Janice could barely make out the girl’s lacy bra in the deep moonlight, but knew the latch was in the front. With an effortless tug, she unfastened it, letting her sister’s breasts bounce free. With careful fingers, as to absorb every sensation, she slid the straps off Kori’s shoulders and dropped her sister’s bra into the dry leaves at their feet.

And for the first time, Janice cupped her sister’s breasts, her hands trembling. She closed her eyes and let her fingers send lovely pictures of Kori’s beauty to her mind. Her fingertips glided across her sister’s nipples to find them erect. Kori moaned louder, nuzzling and kissing Janice’s ear.

Janice lowered her head to take Kori’s left nipple into her hungry mouth, flicking the tip with her tongue while fondling her sister’s other breast. Kori clawed at the back of Janice’s shirt until she found the backsnap for her bra. Practically tearing it loose, she unsnapped it. Janice sighed at the sensation of her breasts bouncing free, as the cool air rushed through her shirt. Trembling with excitement, Kori began stroking her sister’s larger breasts.

Suddenly Janice broke their embrace, pausing to place a soft, loving kiss on Kori’s mouth, then slowly took off her shirt and stepped out of her shorts and panties. Kori stared excitedly, then quickly stripped off her own remaining clothes.

The two sisters were facing each other totally nude, their passion unleashed, ready to run wild.

Taking Janice’s hand, Kori whispered, “I want you.” She kissed her sister fiercely, then took a step back and knelt on the ground, making an impromptu bed from their discarded clothes. This done, she lay down and waited for her sister. She saw the stars glittering over the treetops, then Janice’s face as her sister lowered her body onto hers.

Kori grasped her sister’s ass as they kissed, gently pulling her sister’s cheeks apart. Her hand moved between the warm, soft cheeks and began stroking Janice’s butt crack.

Kori parted her shapely legs as Janice ran her hand over her younger sister’s pussy. “Put your finger in me,” she moaned.

Janice slowly slid her forefinger into Kori’s slippery cunt, amazed at how tight her sister’s pussy was.

Kori, feeling the waves of pleasure washing over her body, was now squeezing Janice’s breasts, pinching at her nipples. She thrust her hips frantically in response to her sister’s probing finger, now deep inside her. Finally, gasping for breath, she came.

Janice could feel Kori shaking like a leaf from the strength of her climax, her hand sticky with her sister’s sweetness. Almost as if hypnotized, Janice slowly licked her fingers.

Kori felt as if she was floating. When she opened her eyes a sweet eternity later, her big sister was smiling at her. They both began laughing, then kissed and hugged each other.

Soon, their kisses grew hotter and more passionate. Then, with a loving smile, Kori said, “Your turn, sis…”

Janice knew what she wanted. She stood and leaned forward against the tree, arms extended. She thrust out her ass and parted her legs invitingly, offering her sister what she had.

Kori could smell the sex in the air, her nostrils flaring as her face moved closer to Janice’s shapely ass. She ran her hands up Janice’s sweet thighs as she slowly extended her tongue, sliding it smoothly into her sister’s dripping crack. For the first time, Kori tasted the love nectar of another woman.

Savoring its sweetness, her tongue became more aggressive and began to dart between the warm folds of her sister’s vulva, making Janice arch her back and moan. Kori began licking and sucking at Janice’s pussy with a fervor that took the young woman to a peak within seconds.

Waves of pleasure attacked Janice’s body without mercy. Her nails dug into the bark of the tree that supported her. Her legs tensed, and she knew she couldn’t hold out for very long. Then, as one of Kori’s hands touched her breast, she exploded, bathing her sister’s mouth and chin with her juices. Heart pounding, she collapsed against the tree.

Turning around as her sister was rising to her feet, Janice embraced Kori and kissed her again, this time tasting her cunt on the younger girl’s soft lips.

She smiled at Kori. “God, that was fantastic. I can’t believe we did that… but you made me feel so good.”

“I wanted you so bad,” Kori whispered. “I had to have you. I don’t care if it’s wrong.”

Janice looked lovingly at her sister in the broken moonlight. This was the person who took her to heights she had never known existed. If it was wrong, so be it. She would not let this go.

She whispered, “I love you, Kori.”

Kori began to cry tears of joy. “I love you too, Janice!” They held each other closely.

***

Sharon was slightly drunk when the two girls got back but, even in her foggy state, she knew right away that there was something different about them. They had been holding hands and walking closely together when they emerged from the woods; giving each other little glances, smiling as if they were sharing a special secret. Almost, she thought, like they’re in love. Then she saw, in the flickering firelight, that both girls were slightly flushed.

Suddenly she felt hot all over. They couldn’t have, she thought, heart-throbbing frantically. Not my daughters. That’s incest, for God’s sake!

Of course, that didn’t stop me from touching Kori’s breasts last night, she mused.

Sharon observed her daughters more closely. There was, without question, a happy glow about them both that looked very much like the aftermath of passionate lovemaking. Kori, in particular, seemed especially giddy. And the way their eyes kept meeting, the smiles they shared…

My God, Sharon thought — my girls were making love out there. They were! 

It was a crazy, nonsensical notion, with no real proof to back it up… yet Sharon knew, as surely as night follows day, that her instincts were correct, that Janice and Kori had been indulging in lesbian sex. For how long, though? she wondered. Was tonight their first time, or have they been carrying on as a couple right under my nose for weeks — months, even?

Since last night Sharon had, in spite of her best efforts, fantasized about Kori… but she had no idea that Janice was also into girls. Her pussy was getting wet, just from thinking about it. She had to admit, too, that she felt a bit jealous.

Well, she told herself, the night isn’t over yet. 

***

It was getting late, and the fire was dying. They all retreated to the safety of the tent. They zippered the tent shut, with only a flashlight to illuminate the inside. The three sleeping bags were already out, neatly adjacent to one another. Still glowing from her loving experience, Janice very much wanted to share a sleeping bag with Kori — but she knew they couldn’t do that in Sharon’s presence. Kori echoed her thoughts, but hers went further; still savoring the memory of her mother touching her breasts, and she hers.

Sharon, feeling more excited than she could ever remember, closed her eyes, lifted her t-shirt off, and let her hair fall to her shoulders. She deftly put her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting the straps fall off her shoulders. Her large breasts absorbed the night air, as she ran her fingers under them, to wipe away the summer sweat.

Noticing the unusual quiet, she smiled and opened her eyes… only to discover both her daughters looking at her with open curiosity. Their mother never really indulged in casual nudity, and after had just happened between Janice and Kori in the woods, the arousal of both girls was immediate.

Sharon’s anticipation grew as she saw the same look in Kori’s eyes that she had in the bathroom last night — a look of desire. And now she seemed to feel the same as both girls studied her breasts. Is this really going to happen? she asked herself.

Janice laughed nervously. “Nice show, Mom…”

Sharon laughed too, making no effort to cover her nakedness, and grinned at her girls. “You know, when you two were nursing, I didn’t even put on a shirt when I was in the house… just stayed topless all day.”

Somehow Kori found her voice. “W-what’s that like, Mom? Nursing a baby, I mean.”

“Oh, I enjoyed it, honey… quite a bit.”

Janice stammered a bit, still buzzed. “Really? Doesn’t it hurt?”

“No, not at all, baby. In fact,” she murmured, “it used to get me all hot and bothered.” She suddenly laughed. “Sometimes, I used to… touch myself, when you were nursing. Those were some of the nicest orgasms I ever had.” She openly stroked her now erect nipples, smiling sweetly at her daughters.

Kori’s head was spinning. “Sometimes I wonder,” she said softly, “what it was like to nurse, back when I was a baby. I just can’t imagine… I mean…” She stopped, her eyes glued to her mother’s bare breasts.

Sharon grinned. This is it, she thought. Slowly, sensuously, she murmured, “If you try it again, I bet you’ll remember…”

Kori and Janice glanced at one another. Unsure, they read each other’s eyes, then looked at their half-naked mother. Sharon sat still, waiting.

Trembling with excitement, Kori slid close to her mother, and Janice quickly followed. Kneeling next to Sharon, the girls slowly leaned forward, lowering their heads to their mother’s chest. Kori’s cunt throbbed as she leaned forward and let her lips touch her mother’s warm nipple. She felt the heat of her mother’s breast touching her cheek. Janice closed her eyes. Her lips too, found the nipple. Both began to suck gently at their mother.

Sharon’s lips parted, her tongue emerging to moisten them as she ran her fingers through her daughters’ hair. The sensation of their warm mouths on her skin electrified her as she pulled them both closer.

Janice’s panties were soaked. Her tongue began darting over Sharon’s nipple, causing her mother to moan quietly. Kori cupped Sharon’s breast as she licked and sucked at the stiffening tip.

Her breath becoming ragged, Sharon trailed her left hand down to the waistband of her shorts and inside. Hearing Sharon moan louder, Kori looked down to see her mother’s hand between her legs, fingering her pussy. Still suckling, Kori grasped the waistband of Sharon’s shorts and tugged them down her thighs. She wore no panties, and Kori was thrilled beyond belief at the view of her mother’s fingers gliding over her moist vulva. The sight was intoxicating. Kori suckled at Sharon’s nipple lovingly, her heart racing at the realization that her incestuous fantasy was coming true.

Sharon began to fondle Janice’s breasts through her t-shirt with her free hand, half noticing that her daughter wasn’t wearing a bra. Janice moaned in surprise as her mother fondled her and began to rub her own pussy through her shorts. With her free hand, she pulled her shirt up, baring her breasts for Mom.

Sharon felt their warmth, her fingers brushing Janice’s nipples, then softly squeezing them. Now beside herself with excitement, she plunged two fingers deep inside her wet vagina, gasping at how good that felt.

Kori could feel her mother shuddering with pleasure, and began to finger her own hard clit.

They all seemed to come together — Sharon with her two daughters licking and sucking at her breasts, Kori with her right hand massaging her cunt with a passion, and Janice, half-naked, with two fingers shoved in her own juicy slit. The tent was filled with gasps and moans of ecstasy. They all seem to rise together to a crescendo of sexual pleasure, the sound of their mother’s sudden orgasm setting Janice and Kori off too. Someone cried “Oh, GOD!” Someone screamed. Then finally, it was quiet. They fell against each other in a sweaty heap.

Janice began tugging at her mother’s shorts, while Kori stripped off her own clothes. It was not much longer before all three women were nude, inviting the summer night air to kiss their eager bodies.

Janice put her arms around her mother. Their breasts pressed together as they engaged in a deep kiss. Kori pressed against her sister’s back and slid her hands down her sides. She cupped Janice’s buttocks, parting her cheeks, then bent down and began licking her sister’s asshole.

Sharon was lost in the passionate embrace of her oldest daughter. Her eager hands fondled Janice’s breasts while their tongues danced together. Janice moaned as Kori’ tongue slid moistly through the crack of her ass. Kori could not help but finger her own cunt as she watched her mother and sister kissing and rubbing their bodies together.

Suddenly Janice turned around toward Kori on all fours, gazing hungrily at her baby sister. Knowing what she wanted, Kori quickly lay on her back, spreading her legs.

Janice gazed lovingly at her sister’s womanhood. It was pink, very wet, and she could almost feel its hot yearning from the short distance. Her mother’s hands stroked her ass as she lowered herself between her sister’s legs.

Kori threw her head back as Janice’s tongue explored her outer folds… trailing up to her hard clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. Janice, meanwhile, arched her back and moaned as Sharon’s fingers slid very easily into her vagina.

“Yesss… fuck me with your tongue!” Kori hissed.

Janice began to grind her hips, thrusting them back, driving her mother’s probing fingers in even deeper. She moaned into her sister’s cunt as Sharon rubbed her ass with one hand, fingering her slit with the other. With a deep sexual hunger, Janice drank in the sweet essence of her sister’s vagina.

Kori cupped her breasts and pulled on her nipples, panting as her beautiful big sister ate her pussy. She watched her mother behind Janice, rubbing her face against the teenager’s ass, her fingers deep in Janice’s cunt.

Kori came, waves of pleasure assaulting her senses that caused her to scream. Janice also climaxed noisily, her inner walls swelling around Sharon’s fingers, her face drenched with her younger sister’s wetness.

As soon as she could catch her breath, Kori moved to embrace her mother. She climbed on top of Sharon and they kissed wildly, fucking each other’s mouths with their tongues. Kori slid down her mother’s warm body, kissing and licking her skin. Her face hovered over Sharon’s wet cunt for a moment. savoring the sight and smell of her… then she plunged her face into her mom’s crotch, licking her from clit to anus. Sharon almost screamed with pleasure, then Janice’s hot mouth closed over her own and they kissed again.

Sharon smiled at Janice as they parted. “I want to taste you now, baby…”

Grinning wickedly, Janice rose to a kneeling position and slowly straddled Sharon’s face, lowering her cunt to her mother’s already open mouth. She gasped as Sharon began probing her dripping pussy with a warm, wet tongue.

Sharon and her girls made love for hours until they were exhausted. The next morning, they all woke in each other’s arms, still nude. At first, no one spoke. They smiled shyly at one another, sharing small touches and caresses, then sweet kisses and declarations of devotion.

Now, they were more than mother and daughters, parent and children… they were lovers.

The End

 

The Struggle With Desire, Part 1

  • Posted on November 28, 2019 at 4:03 pm

By JetBoy

Note from JetBoy: This is my adaptation of a nearly 25-year-old story named, “Angela, Heather, and Kristen,” by Delphi. I hung onto the basic plot, but rewrote the text extensively — enough, I think, to make it public. My humble thanks and regards to Delphi for the inspiration.

***

Janice and Kori were sisters — and the best of friends. Along with their mother Sharon, they were a very closely-knit family, especially after their father left them, back when Janice was only seventeen and Kori fourteen. Those were hard times, but they stuck together and made the best of things.

Two years later, when our story begins, Kori was sixteen and a junior in high school. She had fooled around a bit with boys, but was still a virgin. Honestly, she wasn’t sure what all the fuss was about, preferring a good book or a movie to going out on dates.

Most days, Kori got home from school in the afternoon, about three hours before Sharon and Janice, who made it home from work at around 7 PM. Janice was employed by the same clothing store as her mother.

This evening, when they arrived home, Kori was in the living room, stretched out on the couch, idly watching HBO. Hearing the key turn in the front door, she sat up, giving her mother and sister a smile as they entered. “Hi, guys.”

Sharon and Janice were tired, but they both still retained the natural beauty that this family’s women were blessed with. Sharon was thirty-seven years old, but looked more like thirty. She possessed thick, lustrous brunette hair, which she’d passed on to her girls. She worked out regularly to keep herself in shape, so she still had a great figure.

Wearily, mother and daughter sat at the kitchen table. “How was it today?” Kori asked.

“Been better.” Sharon said, slightly turning her head. “It was busy, because Rita phoned in sick. But we managed.”

Janice exclaims, “You’d think it would be cold in that warehouse, what with the fans and all. But it was hotter than hell. I couldn’t stand it. God, I so wanted to take my shirt off!”

Kori giggled. “That would have given old man Jerry something to see…”

“I don’t think his ticker could stand the excitement, so you better keep that shirt on, young lady,” Sharon said as she stood up and stretched. “Okay girls, I’m off to do my workout. Kori, I know you have homework to do, so hop to it.”

“Okay, okay… you’re the boss,” Kori laughed. Making a wry face at her big sister, she padded off to her bedroom.

***

Janice and Kori had shared a room all their lives. It had a floral motif, with bright yellow furniture from their childhood days. They shared a bunk bed, Kori sleeping on the top. Sharon had always wanted to move to someplace bigger, so they could each have their own room, but the money situation simply didn’t warrant it. Kori and Janice got along so well that they didn’t really mind sharing, though.

It was around 8:30, and the two girls were stretched out on their respective bunks, quietly reading. Kori had just finished a chapter of English, and was now done with her homework for the weekend. She stuck her head over the side to say something to her sister — when she was startled by something she noticed.

Janice was engrossed in a book. Lying on her tummy, her hair spilled down the back of her grey t-shirt. Where that t-shirt stopped, a black pair of tight spandex sweats began, and proceeded down the length of her body. Kori watched her for a while, startling herself with the realization of how cute and attractive her sister was. Not the kind of attractive that they might notice when the other did her makeup just right, or put on a cute outfit. Studying her sister’s body, Kori found her to be really… sexy. 

Her eyes traveled down the length of Janice’s brunette hair. The t-shirt, though baggy, hugged Janice’s body at the waist. The black spandex created a beautiful silhouette around her buttocks. Kori could see Janice’s muscles move whenever her sister shifted. From there, Kori’s eyes traced her sister’s legs, so slender and so strong under the spandex, right down to her cute bare feet.

Kori began to feel flustered and light-headed, but also… aroused, somehow. Sexuality was not one of her more important concerns, but she could not ignore the sudden warmth she felt between her legs. She closed her eyes and pictured Janice naked, as she had seen her many times before. But this time it was different, somehow. The mental image of Janice’s soft, warm curves was strangely alluring and surprisingly provocative to Kori.

I don’t understand, she thought. I’ve never been attracted to other girls before. And to feel that way about my own sister…?

Kori allowed herself to drift into a fantasy. She pictured Janice standing before her, completely nude, a look of deep longing in her eyes. I’m naked, too, she decided. Her imaginary sister drifted close, extending a hand, whispering “I love you, Kori.”

Then the soft lips of Janice’s were brushing hers, and a delicious shiver raced through Kori’s slender frame. Allowing herself to drift even deeper into this crazy waking dream, Kori parted her lips, heart pounding like a bass drum when her big sister’s tongue slipped between them, entering her mouth.

Kori’s eyes snapped open, and she stared blankly at the ceiling. Holy shit. What corner of my mind did that come from? Am I… could I actually be gay?

Carefully turning onto her side, Kori gazed down at Janice again. Her sister’s t-shirt had crept up slightly, exposing her bare midriff. Kori felt a quick surge of arousal at the sight of Janice’s skin. She almost gasped out loud.

She couldn’t look any longer — her embarrassment and the strange warmth between her legs was fast becoming unbearable. She hopped down off the bed and quietly left the room. Janice said nothing, and continued to read.

Out in the hallway, Kori could feel her heart pounding, her ears ringing. Her breathing was hard and sharp, as she tried to drive the picture of her sister’s naked body out of her mind. This was something they made fun of the women gym teachers for! She’d never imagined that she might look at another female like that herself — especially her own sister!

This is so wrong, she desperately told herself. I can’t be thinking about Janice like that!

She paced around the hallway, trying to purge these scary thoughts from her mind. Finally, she opened the door to the bathroom and moved to the sink, turning on the tap so she could splash some cold water on her face.

That was when she heard, “Sweetheart, are you okay?”

Jumping a bit, she quickly looked up to see her mother nude in the bathtub, enjoying a good soak after her workout. This was something Kori had seen before, but never while feeling as she did now. Her nerves were jangling.

She stuttered, “Oh — yeah… I just um, wanted to wash my face…”

Sharon sank deeper into the hot water. “Well, whatever you’re here for, shut the door. You’re letting the cool air in.” Squirting a bit of liquid soap into one hand, she began to lather her arm.

Kori’s heart hammered. She didn’t want to let on that something was wrong — this, she knew, was one problem she had to keep to herself. She shut the door, then reached to turn off the sink faucet, knocking over a glass jar filled with cotton swabs in the process.

From behind, Kori heard, “Goodness, honey… what’s the matter with you? Come over here.”

Obediently, Kori drew closer and sat on the edge of the bathtub, trying not to stare at her mother’s nudity, wanting to anyway. God, am I actually having these weird sex thoughts about Mom, too?

Sharon raised a wet hand from the water, and brushed back her daughter’s hair. She asks, “What’s wrong, sweetheart — is it something at school?”

Kori felt a sudden crazy impulse to run, to crawl into bed, yank the blankets over her head and never come out. Instead, she slowly turned to look at Sharon.

She noticed her mother’s beautiful, concerned face, then the drops of water rolling slowly down her neck. She unintentionally shivered at the sight of Sharon’s full, beautiful breasts, jutting forth like two islands. The way her mother’s wet flesh shone in the soft light and the stiffness of her nipples — from the cool air, Kori told herself — only increased the teen’s anxiety.

In spite of her effort to resist looking, Kori’s eyes traveled down her mother’s body. Through the steaming water, she could see Sharon’s naked waist, leading to the golden triangle between her thighs. Kori fleetingly glanced to her right, noticing the way her mother’s shapely leg arched out of the water.

Sharon, using her sixth sense, perceived her daughter’s uneasiness at seeing her nudity. She smiled, and brushed back Kori’s hair again. “Honey,” she said reassuringly, “you’ve seen me naked before.”

Kori did not know what to say, and couldn’t speak anyway. Mom had recognized right away what her daughter was doing — checking out her naked body. What must she think?

Sharon thoughtfully glanced at her own breasts, and then looked toward Kori’s, outlined beneath her flowery sweater. She then smiled and softly said, “You know, honey… your breasts are the same size that mine were when I was your age. As you get older, they’ll get bigger.”

Kori, although still a bit nervous, felt her worst fears melt away. Mom had misread her discomfort.

She peered down at her own budding chest and said, “Really?” then looked back at Sharon’s beautiful wet breasts as if it was the right thing to do, all the while savoring the chance to openly study her nude mother. My God, she’s so beautiful. 

To make her point, and not really thinking about it, Sharon moved her hand from Kori’s hair, down the neck of her sweater, and lightly cupped her daughter’s left breast. “Hmm… I think so.”

Kori nearly gasped, shocked by a sudden throbbing between her legs. She’d touched herself down there before, but it felt nowhere near as wonderful as her mother’s hand. She closed her eyes, sighing with pleasure.

Sharon, realizing that maybe touching her own daughter’s breast wasn’t the best thing to do, began to remove her hand — but then she stopped, seeing how very much Kori was enjoying her touch. She was surprised to feel a sudden familiar warmth beneath her tummy.

Sharon, almost hypnotized, moved her hand around Kori’s breast in a massaging motion. Kori was nearly swooning, her eyes closed while she floated in these strange, wonderful feelings.

Sharon said softly, “Does… does this feel good, honey?”

Kori, suddenly feeling bolder, placed her hand over her mother’s, pressing it against her breast as she whispered, “Yes…”

Sharon, now knowing she was crossing a line, knew she should pull away — but somehow, she couldn’t. The moment was too perfect. Her own eyes drifted shut as she imagined the softness hiding beneath Kori’s sweater. Her thighs spread slightly, and she felt the warm water caressing her vulva.

They opened their eyes at the same time. Sharon felt Kori release her hand, and she drew away. For a short, awkward eternity, they stared at one another.

Sharon couldn’t believe she had just fondled her own daughter. Another part of her mind reasoned that she had only responded to Kori’s needs. Wasn’t that a mother’s duty, no matter what? However, she couldn’t ignore the fact that she had been incredibly turned on by the warm, soft treasure she had just cupped in her hand. So that’s what it feels like to touch another woman’s breast, she thought.

Echoing her mother’s thoughts and interrupting them, Kori nervously stammered, “C-can I touch yours?”

Sharon paused for a second, made a quiet decision, and slowly pulled herself to an upright sitting position in the tub. From the neck down, her wet skin glistened. Some hair from her bun had come loose, and was strewn about her shoulders.

Kori gazed lovingly at her mom’s breasts… so much bigger and fuller than her own. They didn’t sag, but seemed heavy due to their largeness. Her nipples were erect.

Small rivulets of water slowly trickled down the older woman’s neck, into the valley between her breasts. She looked at her daughter’s innocent face, heart racing as she waited for Kori to touch her.

Kori was almost shaking as her hands made contact with the warm, wet skin. Her palms touched her mother’s nipples, as her fingertips felt the soft weight of another woman’s breasts for the first time. Her hands became moist as she moved them around toward the front of Sharon’s breasts… supporting them, absorbing their warmth. Kori studied her own motions with an intense sense of concentration.

Sharon watched her daughter’s hands massage her breasts, then gazed dreamily at her daughter’s lovely face, now filled with wonderment. God, her touch feels so… lovely. Sweeter, somehow, than the clumsy groping of a man.

Kori began to feel more at ease, even as the temperature rose between her legs. By then, her panties were soaked. Her thumbs ran back and forth over Sharon’s nipples, while her palms cradled the creamy globes. She cupped them, sliding her hands up and around in a heart shape until her fingertips met. Finally, blushing a bit, she pulled away, grinning shakily as she wiped her hands on her pants.

“They feel so… full. Soft, and warm.” she said.

Sharon smiled. “That’s how they’re supposed to be,” patting Kori’s hand. “This will be our little secret, okay? A nice bonding moment between mother and daughter.” They gazed at each other for a moment, then Sharon shook her head, as if to clear it. “Now let me finish up here, hon. Go do your homework, and get ready for bed.”

“I… already finished my homework,” Kori said, a little sad that the moment had ended. But she stood to leave. Stopping, she looked at her mother who was still sitting. “Mom, what… what were you, um… feeling inside, when you touched me?”

Sharon was at a loss for words. All she knew was that her vagina was tingling from the experience she and her daughter had just shared. Finally she said, “We’ll talk about it later, honey.”

Giving her mother a fleeting smile, Kori turned and left the bathroom.

***

Janice could not figure out what was up with her sister. Kori had returned to their room with this weird dreamy look on her face. Janice had looked up from what she was reading. “Hey, are you okay?” But Kori said nothing, as if she didn’t hear, and silently climbed up and onto her bunk bed.

When Janice stood up and saw Kori lying on her bed looking up at the ceiling, she knew her sister was deep in thought about something. Probably a guy at school, she thought.

Janice spoke again. “Hey, Kornpop. Anything you need to… talk about?”

Kori looked over and smiled slightly. “No, no. Maybe later.”

Janice knew when to lay off. “Okay.” She put her hand on Kori’s arm. “I’m here anytime you need me, though.” She got back into her bed and picked up her book again.

Kori stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t even look at Janice in the same way anymore. The whole time her big sister stood there, Kori was tracing every inch of the older girl’s body with her eyes, studying Janice with a newfound awareness. She still felt the warmth of her sister’s hand, as if she’d been branded.

She suddenly began to picture Janice undressing. Not the way she normally changed clothes, but really stripping, while Kori watched her from a chair. Suddenly she imagined their mother standing close behind,  reaching around to pull up Kori’s top and fondle her breasts.

Falling deeper into the fantasy, Kori whimpered in delight, clutching Mom’s hands to her chest as Sharon leaned in close and began to nuzzle her daughter’s neck. Kori began to tremble with lust as she watched Janice remove her bra and slowly, sensuously, peel off her panties…

That’s when she Kori woke with a start to find the room dark. She instinctively looked at the clock: 3:45 AM. She’d fallen asleep on her bunk.

In the darkness, she could hear Janice breathing softly as she slumbered in the bed below… totally unaware of the perverted sex fantasies that baby sister is having about her, Kori thought, feeling uneasy.

***

In her own room, Sharon was also wide awake. The incident in the bath with Kori kept running through her head. So many confused thoughts… so many confusing feelings, overwhelming her consciousness.

Was it right to touch my own daughter that way? Maybe she’s more freaked out now than she was before. And how could I let her fondle me like that? But damn it, she wanted to! 

Is Kori a lesbian? Am… am I a lesbian? Or bisexual? She set her jaw firmly. Well, what if I am? I’ve gone through life trying to find the perfect man, and wound up wasting all those years with a real bastard. Why can’t I do what I feel? 

Because you’re not supposed to touch your daughter’s breasts, and she’s not supposed to touch yours. But why not? She loved it, I know she did. And I felt closer to her than ever when she was touching me. Somehow we were communicating on a level that most mothers or daughters never reach.

And God, did she feel good. I know she’s just sixteen, probably still a virgin, but she’s got the body of a real woman. 

Maybe I should just admit the truth. My own daughter turned me on… and she was aroused, too!

I… I wanted her to kiss me. I would have let her. I wanted to take her in my arms right there, and let her kiss my breasts, and touch me all over… 

Sharon was stunned by these feelings — and suddenly found herself wondering if Kori thought about her that way. She did adore her daughters. There was no question about that. So… would making love with Kori be such a terrible thing?

It would bring us closer, she told herself. Really, when you think about it, we’d only be taking our love to the next level. And which would be better: for Kori to first experience love with someone who truly loves her and wants to make her happy… or some creepy high school boy who only wants to add a notch to his belt?

Sharon couldn’t believe that she was seriously thinking about this. But she was.

***

Kori was wide awake, staring at the ceiling from the upper bunk. She tormented herself with images of her mother and sister, reacting with anger and disgust to her incestuous desires.

But she couldn’t purge those sexual images of her nude mother from her mind. And Janice… Kori wondered what it would be like to share her sister’s bed. To hold her all night and wake up next to her. To kiss her, touch her, love her.

The sweatpants she wore felt constricting. Sliding off the bed and landing deftly on the shag carpet, Kori went to her dresser to change into something lighter. Janice stirred, but remained asleep.

Kori took off her t-shirt, then reached behind and unsnapped her bra. She paused, then, and cupped her petite breasts, brushing her fingertips over the stiffening nipples.

Her fingers slid down to the waistband of sweatpants, slipping them down and off. She then took off her lace panties and stood there nude in the darkened room, then padded to the full-length mirror on their closet door to look at herself.

There was enough moonlight pouring through the window to illuminate her, and the effect was magical. Kori had never thought of herself as an especially pretty girl, but now she saw something different… something lovely.

Her figure was lithe and elegant, the moon turning her skin to silver. The dark tresses of her hair spilled onto her pale shoulders. Kori studied her budding breasts, then began to stroke them softly. She glanced down at the pubic triangle between her legs, admiring the fine curls.

Suddenly she struck a pose in front of the mirror — putting a leg forward, cocking her head as if in a photoshoot. Turning around, she looked over a shoulder to study the gentle curves of her bottom, put both her hands on the cheeks of her ass, then ran them down the backs of her thighs. She felt how smooth her skin was, wondered if Mom might like how it felt to touch her there.

She turned and looked at Janice, who had partially kicked off the covers in her sleep. Kori took two steps forward and crouched down next to the older girl, conscious of a growing warmth between her legs.

Kori studied her sister. Even asleep, Janice was beautiful — a vision of loveliness in a baby-blue tank top and a wisp of satin panties. She lay on her side, one long leg over the other.

Unconsciously at first, Kori began to trace her inner thighs with the tips of two fingers as she studied her sister’s body. The shape of Janice’s nipples were visible through the skimpy tank top, and the undershirt had pulled up just enough so that Kori could see the underside of her big sister’s breast.

Kori began to stroke her tingling slit, the aroma beginning to scent the air around her. God, she wanted to touch Janice so badly… just as she’d touched her mother only hours before. Her breath quickened as she imagined her naked body atop Janice’s, kissing her sister’s soft mouth. She could almost feel her sister’s hands groping her ass, their long legs intertwining, Kori’s bare pussy rubbing against Janice’s thigh. In her fantasy, she gasped as Janice took her breast in her mouth and began to tease the aching nipple with her tongue.

Her rising desire was quickly becoming unbearable, and Kori responded by plunging two fingers inside her pussy. With each in-and-out motion, she could feel the heat and wetness on her fingers, savor the scent of cunt that perfumed the air.

Kori fell back on the carpet, no longer caring if Janice was watching or not. She frantically fingered her cunt, picturing Janice nude on top of her, both sisters exploring each other’s bodies. Kori squeezed her breast, knowing that if she didn’t come right now, she would get on top of Janice and beg her sister to make love to her.

In her wild passion and ecstasy, she finally did come, her fingers deep inside her dripping cunt. She felt herself reach the summit, then jump off. She covered her mouth with her free hand, stifling her sounds of pleasure… then finally lay there, breathing hard, her fingers still inside her vagina.

Reality check. She sat up quickly. Janice was still sleeping. Good.

Kori decided she would sleep nude tonight. She had masturbated before, but never with such intensity, or nerve enough to do it in front of her sister. When she crawled into her own bed, she could still feel her pussy tingling, but at least she had released some of the sexual tension she had built upon this crazy night.

Kori quickly fell asleep, the last image in her mind one of Janice, her mother, and herself — naked and in bed together, their limbs lovingly entwined.

Below, Janice’s eyes were open, amazed at what she’d just witness. She had never seen a woman play with her own pussy before, let alone her own sister. She pictured the entire scene over and over, weirdly fascinated by it all. She was masturbating in front of me, as if she was putting on a show, she thought. She wondered what Kori had been thinking about while she fingered herself. Before long, she too fell asleep.

***

The Saturday morning sun had crept over the horizon and was filtering through Sharon’s window, but she was already up, standing naked in front of her full-length mirror.

She gazed at herself and saw a thirty-seven-year-old woman who thought she’d done it all. Sure, she had been daring in her younger days, but never as much so as with Kori last night…

She tilted her head and examined her legs. They still looked good. She turned a leg forward, looking at her feet and following the curves up to her shapely ass. Yep, I’ve still got what it takes, she thought.

Then she thought of Kori and smiled, a twinge of arousal flaring in her loins. It’s time to show off these legs, she thought... and maybe a few other things, too.

Onward to Part Two!

 

Ripples, Chapter 19

  • Posted on November 17, 2019 at 3:52 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

Poppy felt completely exposed, even though everyone else was naked, too. She and her older sisters had just been caught red-handed being lesbians together, having sex. But rather than get upset, their mother had taken off what little she had on, leaving her wearing nothing but a loving smile. And why are Alice and Katie smiling and not scared that Mummy caught us?

“Come to me, my sweet little angel,” Jessica cooed. Poppy slowly drifted to her mother’s side, still worried about what would happen next. “Don’t fret, I’m not angry with you.” Mum softly said, gently stroking her little girl’s back.

Poppy hung her head, unable to meet Mummy’s gaze. “B-but we were doing… rude stuff.”

Jess shook her head. “No, darling. You and your sisters were making love, just like they’ve made love with me.”

Poppy snapped her head up, eyes wide in surprise, then quickly turned to her sisters for confirmation. Katie was first to speak as she moved a little closer to her younger sibling. “It’s true, Pops. Me and Alice have had sex with Mum twice, and Alice and Mum have done it more times. It’s the best thing, you’ll love it!”

Mum’s warm hand rested on Poppy’s shoulder. “Listen, darling, we’ll explain everything to you later. Right now, though, I want to see what your sisters have taught you about making love. Will you show me?”

Poppy hesitated, again looking to her older sisters, seeking some kind of sign that this was real, that they really, honestly weren’t in trouble. This time it was Poppy’s big sister who came to her rescue. Alice scooted forward to sit next to her baby sister, placing a protective arm around her smaller frame.

“It’s okay, Pops. See, Mum knew what we were gonna do and we arranged for her to catch us. She wanted to let me and Kat start teaching you about girly love. Mum showed me how, then I taught Kat, and we all agreed that it wouldn’t be fair to leave you out. Oh, Poppy, we’re going to have so much fun together! We’re like the Four Musketeers, all for one and one for all. Look, you trust me, don’t you?”

Poppy nodded. Her big sister always protected her, would never let anything bad happen.

“Well, we have loads to teach you, so I think you should show Mum what a good pupil you are. Let’s start off like the Musketeers, but instead of hands joining in the middle, we’ll have a sister kiss.”

Soothed by the older girl’s words, the child relaxed, and all three siblings moved together, kneeling in a triangle. Alice leaned forward to briefly kiss Katie, then turned to Poppy, encouraging her to join them with a smile and a nod.

Now certain that she wasn’t in trouble, spurred on by her big sisters, the seven-year-old took a quick glance at her mother before she moved into the embrace, joining Katie and Alice in a three-way kiss. They swapped a few playful pecks at first, then Alice introduced her tongue into the mix, prompting the others to do the same, their kisses growing increasingly heated.

Alice insinuated her tongue between Katie’s parted lips in a deeper kiss, cradling the nine-year-old’s face in her hands. Poppy watched, enthralled, as Katie met and matched their big sister’s hunger.

As she watched them embrace, what fascinated the little girl most of all was how strong these feelings were, this obvious passion between her older siblings. After getting past her initial nervousness, Poppy had quickly come to love the sex games she’d been taught — but now, seeing Alice and Katie kiss, the child began to get an inkling of what it meant to be a lesbian… and in love with your own sister.

Wanting very much to be part of this, her earlier timidity all but forgotten, Poppy reached out to cup Alice’s breast, feeling its weight, the tip of it swelling against her palm. She remembered watching Katie suck on this same nipple just a few minutes ago, and wondered how it would feel to do something like that. Like when I was a baby, I guess. 

Breaking away from Katie, Alice gave Poppy a loving smile, then bent slightly to kiss the younger girl, slipping her tongue into the child’s mouth. A shiver of delight rippled through the teen’s frame when Poppy returned the kiss, meeting Alice’s tongue with hers.

As their kiss grew more ardent, Alice drew Poppy to her, hands roaming over her back — then lower. Poppy, an attentive pupil, mimicked the older girl’s movements, reaching round to cup her sister’s bare bum.

Thrilled to have her seven-year-old sister take an active role in their lovemaking, Alice brought one hand forward, sliding her palm over Poppy’s flat chest, briefly tweaking a nipple before allowing that wicked hand to slide down between their warm bodies, slick with sweat from their earlier exertions.

Poppy gasped into Alice’s mouth as about an inch of big sister’s finger probed into the tiny crease of her vagina. Dazed with pleasure, but still eager to play, Poppy copied the action, causing Alice to gasp herself as the inexperienced, fumbling fingers of the seven-year-old made contact with her clitoris.

After a few seconds of mutual masturbation, Alice gently pulled away, telling her baby sister, “I think Mum wants to have fun with you now, Pops.”

Startled, having briefly forgotten that her mother was there and watching, Poppy turned to be greeted by the sight of Jessica leaning back against the headboard, a hand between her spread legs. She was caressing herself, trailing a middle finger up and down through her slit. Katie was kneeling just behind Mum and nuzzling her neck, reaching round to cup her breasts with both hands, occasionally rolling the taut nipples between finger and thumb.

Jess was breathing heavily, even more thrilled than she’d expected by the sight of her beautiful angels sharing kisses and caresses, not to mention the lovely attention that her breasts were receiving from Katie.

When the girls broke apart and Poppy turned her way, Jess stopped touching herself and spread her arms wide, an open invitation to the seven-year-old. “My precious little girl,” she whispered, “come to Mummy, let me love you.”

At this, Katie gently withdrew, moving away to sit beside Alice. The two sisters held hands, eyes glued to their nude mother and baby sister.

Poppy scooted over to her mother, hesitating as she knelt before her. While excited, she was also unsure of what to do with a grown-up woman after sampling the more immature bodies of her sisters.

Sensing this uncertainty, Jess bent forward to cup her hand under Poppy’s chin, slowly edging forward to touch the child’s lips with the gossamer delicacy of a butterfly wing. At the contact, Poppy’s eyes slowly drifted shut, the little girl’s breath deepening, her heart quickening.

Jess pulled away a few millimetres, gazing adoringly at her daughter. Poppy slowly opened her eyes, wondering why Mum had stopped kissing her.

Jessica smiled, the deep love of a mother for her child washing over her. “Shall we make love, my beautiful little pixie?”

Staring in awe at the face of her mother, Poppy nodded, almost too thrilled to speak. Finally, in a tiny voice, she managed to say, “Yes, Mummy. Please.”

Jess moved in to kiss the child again, this time applying more pressure with her lips, though still very gently, as if Poppy was a delicate flower that had been offered to her.

As the little one became more accustomed to being kissed by her mother, she began to respond in kind, pushing her tongue into Jessica’s mouth, playing sweet games with her mummy’s lips.

Now assured that her baby was comfortable with their lovemaking, Jess allowed her hands to slide over Poppy’s shoulders, down her arms and round her back before gently stroking the child’s flat chest, her index finger circling the tiny nipple, conjuring up a sharp intake of breath from her daughter.

Eager to show off the new things she’d learned, Poppy placed both her hands on Mummy’s breasts. Of late, she had felt a very real fascination for these full, shapely titties, which her mother seemed intent on baring at almost every opportunity — now she had the chance to hold them. Unlike the barely palm-size breasts of her big sister Alice, Mum’s were much heavier… and filled her hands in a very satisfying way.

Remembering some of the things she’d learned from Ali and Kat, Poppy took her mum’s larger nipples between her thumbs and index fingers and lightly squeezed them.

Moaning into her daughter’s mouth, Jess briefly broke away to give Poppy a glowing smile of approval. “Very nice, sweetheart. You seem to have learned quite a lot from your sisters.”

Poppy giggled, pleased that Mummy was enjoying what she did, already wanting to try more new things. So as Jess moved in for another kiss, the child quickly dipped down to take one of Mum’s nipples into her mouth, licking at the swollen tip.

“Oh, my goodness!” Jessica gasped. She placed a trembling hand on the back of her seven-year-old’s head, letting the child suckle her for the first time in years.

Poppy pleasured her mother’s left breast for a while, switched her attention to the right while continuing to fondle the other, then switched again. Mummy was making all kinds of happy sounds, and her hands moved over the little girl’s bare body, touching everywhere she could reach.

Wow, I’m really making her feel extra-special good! Poppy gleefully told herself. Wonder what else I can do that Mummy will like? She thought about some of the other sexy things that Ali and Kat had shown her, then smiled around her mum’s lust-swollen nipple, ready to make her next move.

Jessica was dazed, lost in a warm, comforting dream-state when she suddenly felt fingers moving between her thighs. Taken aback, her eyes popped open and she looked down to see that yes, Poppy really was touching her pussy.

The sight caused Jess to squeak in surprise, and a startled Poppy quickly withdrew her hand. Jessica gazed down at her little girl who was looking up at her as though seeking assurance, wanting to know that she was doing the right thing and hadn’t somehow hurt her mummy.

Cupping Poppy’s elfin face in both hands, Jess bent to tenderly kiss her daughter’s mouth, then whispered, “Don’t worry, my little lover… it felt good, it’s what I like.” Leaning back, she opened her legs, already anticipating the pleasures of making love to her youngest child. After days of struggling with this lustful craving for Poppy, it now seemed as if she’d known all along that she would succumb to it.

“So… it’s, um, okay if I touch you some more, right?” a bashful Poppy said, biting her lower lip in a most fetching way.

“I can’t think of anything I’d like better,” Jess replied. “Come on, then, angel — play with Mummy’s cunt.”

Drawing closer, the child reached out, her fingers almost touching her mum’s sex… then she paused. “Is that what you call it? Your cunt? Um… that’s a rude word, huh?”

“It’s a grownup word, sweetheart. You can use it here at home, especially when we make love — but don’t say it at school, or around your friends’ parents.”

“Okay, Mummy.” With that, Poppy stretched out between Jessica’s thighs to get closer to her mother’s special place. At first, she just studied it, noting the close-trimmed, neatly shaped auburn curls, then the outer lips of Mummy’s cunt, so different from what she and her big sisters had. Her own sex was like a smooth little apricot, as was Katie’s, but Alice’s naughty bits resembled a peach, only more open, with burgeoning fleshy lips just visible around the opening.

Now that she had her first close-up view of Mum’s ‘down-below’, Poppy saw that it was much fleshier, with prominent lips framing the glistening slit. Also, unlike the three sisters’ parts, she got a glimpse inside her mother’s cunt, which revealed a hint of the pink interior. Then at the top, Poppy recognized the clitoris, that button that brought such amazing feelings when touched or licked, protruding from its hood.

She gingerly reached out, pausing to look up for her mum’s approval, which she received in a nod and a warm smile — then the little girl went to work.

At first, Poppy gently brushed the outer flesh, then slowly ran a finger down the moist slit without touching the very top part. Along the way, it slipped between the slick lips, penetrating just a little into the vagina and causing a sharp intake of breath from her mum.

Fascinated by the sight of her mother’s most private place and the rich scent it was giving off, Poppy withdrew her finger and brought it to her nose to breathe in the intoxicating aroma. Keen to sample further, she brought the glistening digit to her lips to taste. The thick fluid had a much stronger flavour than that of her sisters, and made her head swim a little.

Up until this point, Jess had patiently watched her daughter, dying for the little one to attack her cunt — and eventually, to taste Poppy’s virgin honey pot herself — but she somehow managed to restrain herself, letting the child find her own pace. Now Jessica had reached the point where she could no longer hold back, but was still conscious that urging her baby too strongly might frighten her.

Choosing to take a more direct but still gentle way, Jess lightly touched Poppy’s cheek. “Shall I make it easier for you, sweetheart?”

Poppy wasn’t quite sure what her mum meant by that, but it became crystal clear when Jess moved back and lay down against the mound of pillows piled at the head of the bed, opening her legs wide to display her vagina in all its glory.

Eager to try the sexy things she’d just learned from her older sisters — and thirsting for more of that luscious nectar — Poppy laid down on her tummy to take in the full view of Mummy’s cunt, a view that got even better when Jessica placed her thumbs on either side of the juicy opening and pulled the lips wide apart. The child reached out to touch her mum’s clit, which almost seemed to be pulsating.

As Poppy’s finger made contact, Jessica drew in her breath and held it with her mouth slack, anticipating the forbidden delights she’d secretly longed for, ever since her first repressed thought about the possibility of making love with her two youngest daughters. It had begun after that first giddy night in bed with Alice, and now the circle was complete, her objective realized.

They’re all my lovers now, Jess marvelled, still astonished by this perverse, beautiful pathway she had chosen for herself. All my girls.

When Poppy started circling her mother’s clit with the tip of a finger, Jess could only whimper like a lost puppy. After a minute or two more of this manipulation, she was breathing in jagged gasps, making little jerking movements as her body stiffened and released with each sweet surge of pleasure.

Growing bolder still, Poppy slipped her index finger into Mummy’s warm, wet hole. Quickly realising that there was room in the sopping tunnel for more, the child added a second finger, then a third to the steady movements of her pumping wrist.

Three fingers made her thrusts awkward, though, so Poppy resolved that little difficulty by bringing her pinky into play, adding that finger to the others. This allowed the seven-year-old to penetrate her mum even deeper, with only the thumb preventing her whole hand from entering the fleshy canal.

Then Poppy got an idea. While her four fingers were plunging in and out of Mummy’s cunt, she was able to press her thumb to the clitoris, allowing her to make love to her mother both ways at once. The child grinned as she worked, pleased with her own ingenuity.

By then, Jess was losing any sense of control — eyes rolling, her breath hissing through clenched teeth, snatching at the bedclothes with white-knuckled hands. At the foot of the bed, Alice and Katie were nestled together watching the show, each rubbing the other’s clit. Alice wore a look of immense satisfaction, the face of someone whose plan had succeeded. Katie drank in the sex scene playing out before her, the girl’s eyes wandering from Mum’s breasts to Poppy’s thrusting hand to Jessica’s ecstatic expression to her sister’s pert little bum.

Unfortunately, Poppy’s arm was beginning to tire. She really wanted to keep fucking her mum, but the ache in her shoulder was growing too strong to ignore. Then it struck her: I haven’t licked Mummy yet! Those thick, warm fluids were flowing freely from Jessica’s vagina, coating Poppy’s hand and soaking into the bed quilt beneath her mother’s arse. Now, the seven-year-old wanted to smear Mum’s honey on her lips, have it drip from her chin, let it trickle down her throat.

Unnoticed by Jess, who had her eyes closed and head tilted back, Poppy edged forward until her mouth was about an inch from Mum’s cunt. Withdrawing her hand from the dripping vagina, the child quickly replaced it with her mouth, pressing a kiss into the hot, dripping flesh.

Startled and shocked, Jessica gave a cry of ecstasy, clumsily pushing herself up for a glimpse at the unexpected sight of Poppy’s unruly mass of red hair between her legs, staring down at the little girl as she feasted on Mummy’s cunt.

She was feasting, too — there was no other way to describe it. Unlike the loving, affectionate technique of Alice, or the keen and varied style of Katie, Poppy’s less experienced oral attack was wild and hungry, like a baby denied her bottle. The child’s head bobbed up and down as her tongue bathed the sodden flesh over and over — then she centered her attention on Jessica’s clitoris, eagerly sucking at the pink pearl.

Jess placed a shaking hand on Poppy’s head, urging the little girl on. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s it, mmm yes, please k-keep licking me!” A jolt of ecstasy ripped through her shuddering frame, and she couldn’t keep herself from screaming, “Oh sweet Jesus CHRIST!”

Jessica’s crazed ranting only spurred her child on. It’s happening! Poppy told herself. I’m giving Mummy that extra-good feeling! She worked even harder, plunging her fingers deeper still into the hot, juicy cauldron that was her mother’s cunt.

Somehow, Poppy’s thumb slipped in alongside the rest of her fingers, and the seven-year-old’s entire hand penetrated Jessica’s vagina with one driving thrust. Poppy was startled for an instant, but quickly sensed that her mum was okay with it. So she pushed and twisted her hand around, amazed by how hot Mummy was inside.

That movement was enough to take Jess over the top — and she gave herself up to it. She’d enjoyed some incredible orgasms of late, especially since realising her desire for women and girls, but this orgasm was something else again. It certainly surprised her two older daughters, who sat there, wide-eyed and mouths gaping, as they watched her shaking body, heard her choked cries.

Jess finally squeezed her little girl’s shoulder, causing Poppy to pause just long enough for her to gasp, “Th-that’s enough, sweetie… you, you c-can stop now.”

The child obediently raised her head, but Poppy’s hand was still buried up to the wrist in her mother’s cunt. She gave it an experimental tug — and Jessica’s eyes instantly widened as she exclaimed, “Oh! Oh, Poppy, you can t-take your hand out now… but, but! Do it as slow and easy as you can, okay? Mummy’s very sensitive d-down there.”

Her brow furrowed, the seven-year-old carefully pulled back, the hand gradually emerging, finally leaving her mum’s vagina with a moist, slurping sound.

Exhausted, Jess let her head fall back into the sweat-stained pillow.

Katie and Alice turned to look at each other. “Wow, that was intense,” Alice whispered to her sister, who could only nod in agreement.

Licking her lips, Poppy peered down at her mum, then spoke. “Um, was I… did I do good, Mummy?”

Jess smiled lovingly at the cherub sitting beside her. “Oh, my darling little lover, that was wonderful. You are wonderful. In fact, all three of you are wonderful.” She gave a blissful sigh. “What did I do to deserve such sexy little angels for my daughters?” She held out her arms. “Come here, sweetie. Lie with me.”

Poppy crawled between Jessica’s thighs to nestle in her mother’s arms. Jess placed both hands on the girl’s pussy-smeared cheeks and kissed her, deeply but gently.

Alice and Katie moved to lie on either side of their mum. Jessica turned to give a warm kiss to each. “I have to say this, girls… you did an amazing job teaching your sister.”

Alice piped up. “Well, she is a fast learner, and soooo enthusiastic.”

Beaming with pride, Poppy leaned over to kiss her sisters in turn. “Thanks for teaching me, guys. That was the most fun lesson I ever had.”

Jess felt an overwhelming surge of love wash through her as she smiled at her girls. “Well, there is one more part of the lesson that we mustn’t forget.”

Still cradling Poppy, she levered herself into a sitting position, then caressed her youngest daughter’s cheek. “I want a taste of my little girl’s pussy. Will you let me lick you?”

Poppy’s eyes positively sparkled as she gazed lovingly at her mother. “Yes, Mummy… I’ll do anything you want. I love you so much.”

“And I love you, my good angel,” said Jess, moving to place a brief but tender kiss on her seven-year-old’s mouth. “Now lie down on your back, sweetheart, with your legs over mine. Hold on, put this under you,” she said, reaching behind to grab one of the many pillows stacked behind her and handing it to the little girl.

Poppy didn’t fully understand what her mum wanted her to do, but she obediently placed the pillow down and laid on it with her legs open on top of Jessica’s thighs, looking up at her mum.

Taking a steadying breath to calm her racing heart, Jess placed both hands under Poppy’s bum, then raised the girl’s hips, bringing the object of her desire ever closer to her waiting mouth. By then, all three sisters knew what their mum intended to do.

Taking hold of Poppy’s legs, Jess hooked them over her shoulders, so the child’s feet rested on the padded headboard. By dipping her head slightly, Jessica now had full oral access to the soft, smooth pussy of her youngest daughter.

She looked down into Poppy’s expectant eyes, vowing to always remember this moment as she extended her tongue to flick lightly at the cleft of her seven-year-old’s slit. Cradling the little girl’s bottom in both hands, she bent closer to take a long, slow lick, bathing the entirety of Poppy’s vulva before starting again at the perineum, deliberately avoiding contact with the child’s rosebud for the moment.

“Mummy… oh, Mummy,” Poppy whispered, the girl’s face a portrait filled with excitement and wonder.

As Jess took another lick, she applied a little more pressure, using her tongue to open the barely-there petals of her daughter’s cunt. She repeated this move a few more times, always making sure not to touch the tiny clit. Soon the little girl’s pudenda began to part, revealing the rosy flesh inside.

The sight made Jessica’s mouth water. She looked down once again at Poppy, maintaining eye contact so as to see the child’s reaction as she pushed her stiffened tongue deep into the sweet, hot orifice. Then she licked a path all the way up to her baby’s almost hidden clitoris, flicking it a few times before clamping her lips on the nub and sucking, teasing it with a few more swipes of the tongue.

All thoughts of restraint were gone. Raw lust and an insatiable hunger for cunt had swallowed Jess whole. She nursed on the tasty morsel of Poppy’s clit, all the while watching as the child below, now all but dangling from her mother’s shoulders, began to shiver as those incredible new feelings buzzed through her, growing more intense with each beat of the heart.

Soon Jess had to clutch Poppy’s bottom more firmly, lest the girl accidentally jerk herself loose and break this miraculous connection between mother and daughter.

Equally determined not to lose contact with Mummy’s mouth, Poppy pushed her hips up toward Jessica’s face, using her arms and elbows for leverage.

Suddenly Alice was at her side, giving the little girl an encouraging smile. “Tell Mum what you want her to do, Pops.” Seeing the confusion on her baby sister’s face, the twelve-year-old bent down to whisper to Poppy, who stared back at her, not sure she’d heard right. Alice nodded, then sat back to watch.

The young girl looked up at her mother and said, through trembling lips, “Lick me, Mummy… lick my cunt.”

This profane plea from her youngest child caused Jess to momentarily lose her rhythm, then quickly spurred her to redouble her efforts, attacking the girl’s slit with quick, flashing licks. Her cunt tasted divine, flavored with a sharp tartness that put Jessica in mind of a fresh grapefruit.

Poppy couldn’t seem to keep still, moving around so much that Jess was having trouble keeping hold of her. Katie noticed, and moved closer to join them, She’d been watching Mum pleasure her little sister, and was no longer content to remain a witness to the lewd proceedings.

“Hey, little sister,” Katie said, gazing down at the panting seven-year-old. “You wanna lick me, while Mum does it to you?” Unable to speak, Poppy managed a shaky nod.

Wearing nothing but a grin, Katie carefully straddled either side of Poppy’s head, facing her mother, then slowly crouched down on her haunches until her pussy brushed her sister’s mouth. She gasped as she felt Poppy’s tongue enter her and rocked back and forth, careful not to suffocate her sibling. It felt lovely, but Katie found it difficult to maintain her balance.

Noting her younger sister’s predicament, Alice moved to grab Katie’s wrist, bringing it to her shoulder to help the girl steady herself, then leaned in to kiss her. Their tongues mingled deliciously for a moment, then Alice was seized by a wicked inspiration.

Breaking their kiss, Alice rose to her feet, facing Katie, and offered her own cunt to the younger girl, placing a hand on each side of Katie’s head for support.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Katie grasped Alice’s hips, pressing her mouth into big sister’s sparse pubes — lavishing the juicy crease with deep, lustful licks, gulping down the thick pussy honey as it oozed down Alice’s thighs. Some dripped down to land on Poppy’s upturned face as she looked up into the vagina of her big sister, a sight that made her heart miss a beat.

Even as she went down on her youngest, Jess watched her daughters, each seeking to satisfy their lust, each eager to share pleasure. Her mind was overloaded with sensory input: the visual spectacle of an entire family engaged in a lesbian orgy; the tantalising aroma of pussy that perfumed the room; the heat generated by four nude bodies in such close proximity; the sweet melody of moans, purrs and sighs, accompanied by the liquid sound of mouths exploring cunts; the rich, strong taste of aroused little girl that coated her tongue. It was an onslaught to Jessica’s senses that had her soul glowing like a new sun.

Though her power of speech had been put aside by the oral love she was lavishing on her youngest child, Jessica’s inner voice came through loud and clear. Oh my god, this is so fucking hot. If Rachel could see this now, she’d have a heart attack. My darling little girls… they’re fucking sex goddesses!

She fluttered her tongue over Poppy’s clit, then pushed it as far as she could into the little girl’s opening, seeking to extract as much of the warm nectar as possible. Like a bee, she told herself, then smiled.

Jess could tell that her daughter was very close to reaching orgasm. I’m not ready for her to come, though. There’s one part of my baby girl’s body that I’ve yet to explore, one more place for my tongue to go. 

Tilting Poppy’s hips slightly, Jessica trailed her tongue through the crack of her child’s bum, pleased to hear the seven-year-old’s surprised squeak. She licked again, deeper this time, placed a hot open-mouthed kiss right on Poppy’s rosebud, then switched back to bathing the little bum hole with steady strokes of the tongue.

As she rimmed her daughter, pressing harder as if to force her tongue into her child’s rectum, Jess placed a finger on Poppy’s tiny clitoris, lightly teasing the tip of it.

This was too much for the little one, her slender frame going bone-rigid as she came. Poppy let out a shriek that was muffled by the sex of her sister Katie, who responded by sucking Alice’s cunt with an even greater fervor.

The seven-year-old began to shake helplessly, so much so that Jess finally let up, sensing that Poppy had reached the limit of how much sexual pleasure she could enjoy. Raising her face from the child’s creamy hole, breathing deeply and hot with animal lust, Jessica stared wide-eyed at her daughter, shocked by the raw hunger she still felt for her little girl.

As she began to regain her composure, she saw both Kat and Ali turning to one another. Alice helped Katie dismount Poppy’s face, then laid the younger sibling down on her back and climbed on top of her, the two girls head to toe in the sixty-nine position. They began to pleasure each other with mouths and tongues, frantically licking and sucking at their juicy slits.

Pausing to moisten her index finger, Alice carefully slipped it into Katie’s arse. Then after a few strokes, she replaced the probing digit with her tongue, eagerly rimming her younger sister’s anus. Soon, both girls were moaning loudly, and moments later they were coming yet again.

Alice rolled off of Katie and lay gazing up at the ceiling, gulping for breath. Slowly turning her head, she peered over to where a dazed Poppy now rested, propped up against a fat white pillow where their mum had gently placed her, Wanting to make sure that her baby sister was okay, Alice turned over onto her belly and crawled over to where the little girl lay. Seeing Poppy’s glazed-over eyes gradually beginning to focus on her, the older girl leaned over to place chaste kiss on her mouth, then asked, “How was that, Popstar? You feeling all right?”

Too weary to speak, the child could only nod, but she did somehow summon up the strength to lift her arms, silently inviting Alice to join her in a hug. Katie, too, had recovered enough to join her sisters, and the girls were soon nestled together, exchanging loving glances and warm kisses.

A voice spoke. “Can anyone join in… or is this a private party?”

The three sisters turned to see their mother sitting next to them, still gloriously nude, a smile of deep satisfaction on her face.

Breaking apart, the girls quickly moved to join her. Poppy got back on top of Jessica, while Ali and Kat laid down on each side of their mum, dutiful acolytes to their queen.

The four lovers kissed and touched one another for awhile, their mutual pleasure finally interrupted by Poppy. “This is fun, Mummy. I wanna do it again real soon. But, um, can we order pizza first? I’m hungry.”

A moment’s silence, then the others burst into laughter, Poppy joining in.

***

Later that evening after pizza, which had been wolfed down by the family in mere minutes, Jess sat down with the girls and explained to Poppy what had been going on from the very beginning, with Alice and Katie chiming in to explain their own contributions to the general hanky panky. Then Jessica told her youngest about their plan for Rachel and her daughters to come over on Friday for the evening, as well as the pleasures she hoped they would all enjoy together.

“The thing is,” Jess continued, “Auntie Rachel has already been doing sexual things with Bella… and she’s going to do the same with her little girl Cindy, teach her all about love between daughters and their mums. In fact, she probably already has done, if I know her.”

Poppy was very interested to hear that. “So… I can maybe do this stuff with Cindy? ‘Cos I really like her.”

Katie pretended to scowl. “Hey!” she said, “Cindy’s my chum. Shouldn’t I get to make love to her first?” But before Poppy could apologise, Katie hugged her baby sister. “I’m just having you on, silly. Tell you what — you and me can share her!”

“Okay, okay,” Jess interjected. “This isn’t about claiming territory, you lot. Anyhow, there’s a reason that I’m telling you this. I don’t want to let Rachel and the girls know about Poppy, that she’s become a part of this… instead, I think we should keep it a surprise.” She paused, a wry smile on her lips as she glanced around at her three daughters. “Now. Here’s my plan for Friday night…”

Jessica quickly outlined her scheme, to which all three girls whooped and clapped in assent.

She continued. “Now, when Rachel and the girls are here, we’ll almost certainly be getting naked and making love… but somewhere in there, we need to have a serious discussion about our relationship, talk about how it will work. We’ll have to have some ground rules, especially about being careful not to say anything to anyone outside the family.  Oh, and no orgies on a school night!”

Alice wore a mischievous grin. “Well, we do break up for summer holidays soon.”

Trust you to be the smart aleck, thought Jess, shaking her head but also smiling, content in the knowledge that the dynamics of their family had irrevocably changed… and for the better.

Off to Chapter 20!

 

Ripples, Chapter 18

  • Posted on October 8, 2019 at 2:52 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

At 3 o’clock, happy to have taken that first momentous step towards coming out, Jess said goodbye to her workplace team and left to pick up the girls.

On the way, she mulled over how her life had changed. Now that the cat was out of the bag, Jess was determined to be open and honest about her new lifestyle. She’d need to tell the rest of her close friends about Rachel, along with her mum and sister. Given her sister’s preference for women, Jess was certain that Laura would be perfectly fine with the news. In fact, I’m looking forward to seeing Laura’s face when she finds out that her straight-laced sibling is now batting for the other team. Bet her jaw hits the floor!

Jess was a little worried about how her mother would take the news, but reasoned that she would be fine with it as long as her daughter was happy; after all, she already had three lovely grandchildren. Besides, Mum had been so enraged at Mark for deserting Jessica and the girls that she might well understand why her daughter would want nothing more to do with men in general.

Her only remaining worry was that someone might find out what she was getting up to with her daughters. When we get together with Rachel and her girls, Jess told herself, we’ve really got to go over the importance of everyone keeping this thing secret, not sharing it with anyone outside our families.

Pushing these concerns out of her mind, she approached the school and nosed the car up to the curb, waiting for the children to come pouring out. A couple of minutes later, the grounds were teeming with lively youngsters. Soon she spied Katie waiting by the door for her sister, then taking Poppy’s hand when the child came skipping out, dragging her satchel along behind.

As they clambered into the car, Katie up front and Poppy in the back seat, the girls each stretched over to kiss their mum, then settled down, fastening their seat belts.

“How was school today?” Jessica asked.

Poppy beamed as she told her mum about the gold stars she’d earned for her drawings. Katie’s account of her day, however, had Jess frowning in concern.

“Well, Mum, you know Graham Price?”

Jess thought for a moment, “I think so… isn’t he that scruffy boy who always has a group round him, mostly made up of other scruffy boys? Something of a troublemaker, I seem to recall.”

“Yeah, that’s him, Mum. He makes fun of me sometimes, tells me I’m skinny and ugly. Then he laughs, and then all the other boys laugh too.”

“Well, he’s no Brad Pitt. So why haven’t you mentioned this to me before?”

Katie waved her hand dismissively. “Oh, it’s okay, I don’t take any notice. I told Alice, but she said I should just ignore him, ‘cos he’s a smelly little git.”

“Oh, she did, eh?” responded Jess — pleased, though hardly surprised, that Alice had supported her little sister.

“Yeah, so she told me to do it back to him if he was mean to me again, so I did! He called me a stick insect, and I just said I’d rather be a stick insect than a pig who farts all day.”

Looking into the rear view mirror, Jess suppressed a smile, as Katie did seem proud of her achievement. “And what happened then?”

“A bunch of the other boys laughed at him, so he started pouting and walked away.”

“Well done, daughter! Who knows, perhaps he’ll be nicer from now on. Bullies often do back down when you stand up to them.”

As she returned her attention to the drive home, Jess mused about how much Katie had matured over the last few weeks. Not only had her daughter gotten over the crippling shyness she’d had about showing off her body; that smooth, lovely, luscious body — Stop it, Jess, before you drive this car off the road and into a bloody ditch! — but had also developed the confidence to stand up for herself, rather than submit to the foolish insults of schoolyard louts. I wonder if that’s a side effect of being a lesbian.

Before Jess could get any further with this train of thought, she was turning into the driveway at the side of their house, just as Alice approached, carelessly swinging her satchel to and fro. Christ, Alice looks so sexy in that school uniform, Jess thought. Someday I’ll have to ask her to put it on before we fuck. 

As the entire family piled into the hallway, jostling to hand their jackets in the entry closet, Jess said, “Look, girls, I have to pop out to buy a few things, so I’m leaving Alice in charge until I return. It’ll be a couple of hours; when I get back, we can order a takeaway. Now go get out of your school clothes… and don’t scatter them all over the floor, okay? Use the hangers.”

“Sure, Mom!” Katie cried as she raced up the stairs, little Poppy close behind.

Catching Alice’s eyes, Jessica spied a definite glint of mischief, one that made her shiver. Her daughter drew close, speaking quietly. “See you in an hour, Mum. If this goes like I think it will, we’ll have a brand new lesbian in the family.”

Jess placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Sweetheart, you will try to be slow and careful about this, okay? I trust you, but if Poppy seems at all uncomfortable with what you’re doing, let it go.”

“Mum, you know what Poppy’s like,” Alice replied with a grin. “Once she cottons on that it’s something big girls do for fun, we won’t be able to stop her. Don’t worry, just be back in an hour, and be quiet when you come upstairs.”

Jess took a steadying breath. “Okay, one hour.” She reached out to grasp the doorknob, then turned and drew Alice into her arms. Placing a lingering kiss on her daughter’s lips, she turned and left.

Alice waved and closed the door, then paused, steeling herself for the task ahead. She started up the stairs, calling out to her younger sisters as she reached the landing.

“Hey girls, let’s have some fun! Mum won’t be back for hours. You know what that means, right?”

Two heads poked out from behind bedroom doors. Katie just smiled; Poppy cried, “Yeah! Jungle dancing!” and ran back to strip off the rest of her school clothes.

This is going to be so much fun! Alice told herself, gleefully rubbing both hands together. Hastening into her own room, she quickly undressed, folding and hanging her school uniform while running through their plan once more.

When everything was tidied away, she entered Katie’s room through their shared bathroom, just in time to see her sister bending over to put something in her bedside drawer. Alice stopped dead, taking a moment to admire her sibling’s pert bum. She felt an overwhelming urge to lick that cute little rosebud, just as her mum had done, eager to experience her first taste of a girl’s bottom.

Katie stood up, then started at the sight of her big sister, wearing nothing but a wicked smile. “Bloody hell, Ali!” she gasped, “you nearly gave me a heart attack!”

“Sorry, Kat,” Alice replied, with a sheepish grin. “I was just looking at your bum.”

“Why, what’s wrong with it?” asked Katie as she peered over her shoulder, then moved to the mirrored wardrobe door to see what Alice had been staring at.

“Absolutely nothing. In fact, it’s perfect.” Moving closer, she lowered her voice. “I was just thinking about giving it the same treatment Mum did last night.”

That made Katie smile. “Oh, goody! I hope you can do it as nice as Mum did. Actually, I want to have a go at licking your bum, too. If Mum likes doing it, I bet I would just as much.”

Glancing at the wall clock, Alice said, “Listen, we have an hour before Mum gets back. We have to do this carefully, now… we don’t want to scare Poppy off. Let’s put on some music first, like last time.”

At that moment, their little sister raced down the hallway, now completely naked. Poppy stopped abruptly when she saw her equally bare sisters in Katie’s room. She stood motionless for a few seconds, studying the more developed bodies of the older girls, a warm, funny tingle running through her at the sight.

Poppy had been enthralled by Alice and Katie’s nakedness just one night earlier, when Mummy went out to a meeting, and she and her sisters got to dance around in the family room with no clothes on. They were both so beautiful! At the same time, the seven-year-old felt somewhat envious, wishing she was old enough to grow titties, and to have hair on her bits down below like Alice did.

Then the next morning, Poppy was asleep when Mummy woke her to get ready for school, just like always. Only this time, her mum was completely nude, a sight that gave the child those same hot, tickly feelings. She didn’t know why, exactly… then again, Poppy didn’t put much thought into the whys and wherefores, just took it at face value, telling herself, I like seeing Mummy naked. Alice and Katie, too.

Now she and her sisters were together again, with not a stitch of clothing between them. Poppy couldn’t wipe away the silly grin she wore, thrilled as she was to be playing naughty games with the older girls, to feel that delicious warmth pulsing beneath her tummy.

Both her sisters had turned at the sound of Poppy’s running feet and saw the cute seven-year-old standing at the door, completely nude and staring at them. In turn, Katie and Alice drank in the sight of their cherubic sister. No one spoke for a while.

Poppy finally broke the silence. “Um, are we gonna do jungle dancing again?” she said, nervously twisting her body from side to side, hands clasped before her. “It was fun when we did it before.”

Alice gave her baby sister a big smile. “If you like, Popstar.” Moving over to her dresser, she switched on her small Bluetooth speaker and opened a music app on her phone, quickly selecting a few lively pop songs by a girl group they all liked. Bringing up the first song, she looked up at her siblings. “Ready?” They nodded, and Alice tapped PLAY.

Music filled the room. The three girls eased into the beat and were soon capering about, trying the latest dance moves, each trying to outdo the others and giggling with delight, the two oldest occasionally sharing thrilled glances.

Alice let three songs play, then picked up her phone to stop the music.

Poppy protested, “Hey, Ali, why did you turn it off? I was having fun!”

Alice didn’t look up, just responded, “I’m only changing the music.” She scrolled down the list of songs until she found what she wanted. “Let’s play something a little different. All this jumping about is gonna wear us out, so why don’t we try a slow, sexy dance?”

Katie interjected. “Yeah! Sexy dancing! We can practice with each other, huh?”

“Um, okay,” said Poppy. She was enjoying the fast songs a lot, but was willing to try something different if her big sisters wanted.

The music restarted, this time with Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl,” set at a more moderate tempo. In this case, the song’s subject matter was very much in line with the older girls’ intentions.

The girls began to dance again, only this time Alice and Katie were working their bodies with a sensuality that they’d not displayed before. Poppy quickly fell in, deciding she liked this kind of dancing even better.

As they moved, Alice and Katie drifted together and exchanged a kiss, as if responding to the song, then another, and another. These kisses weren’t overtly sexual, but they held each one a little longer. Then they began to dance closer, bodies touching, arms twining around each other’s waists.

Finally, Poppy interrupted a kiss with, “Hey, that looks like fun! Um, can I do it too?”

Alice gave her baby sister a pensive look. “Mmmm, I don’t know. It might be a bit grown-up for you. What do you think?” she asked, looking at Katie.

Katie shrugged. “Well, it would only be fair, really. We shouldn’t leave our little sister out.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Alice replied. Breaking away from Katie, she opened both arms to Poppy in a welcoming gesture, pouting her lips. Grinning eagerly, the seven-year-old fell into the embrace of her big sister. As their mouths met, Alice placed her palms either side of Poppy’s face to hold the kiss, letting it linger.

“Hey, I want some, too,” Katie interrupted.

She opened her arms to Poppy, who parted from Alice and drifted into a tender kiss with her other big sister. A moment later, the song ended, and the girls exchanged shy smiles.

“Wow, that was the best! I like kissing! Let’s do that some more,” said Poppy.

Alice moved to pick up her phone, but paused in mid-motion, then turned to the others. “I know, let’s put a music video on my laptop instead, that way we’ll be able to copy the dance moves.”

“That sounds cool,” Katie said, knowing full well what her older sibling had in mind.

Alice made a show of searching for something. “Ah, here’s one that’s a bit wicked. I think they banned it from TV, ‘cos it was too sexy. Hmmm. I love it, but I’m not sure Mum would like you seeing this, Poppy.”

The youngster was quick to protest. “Oh go on, Ali, play it! I won’t tell, I promise.”

Alice furrowed her brow, looking as though she was genuinely weighing her options. “Well, okay, long as you promise.“ She clicked PLAY on the first of two videos she’d chosen earlier that morning, and out of the speakers attached to the laptop came the raunchy Christina Aguilera song ‘Dirrty’.

As Alice moved away from the computer, the screen revealed scantily-clad dancers gyrating to a heavy bass rhythm. Poppy stared at the screen for a moment, then turned to see her sisters already copying the sexy moves; gyrating their hips and stroking themselves.

She looked on in awe at their moves — then froze, a puzzled expression on her face as her sisters began to intertwine their legs and run their hands over each other.

Glancing back at the laptop screen, Poppy quickly realized that her sisters were almost copying the wild, sexy movements of the dancers. Turning back to Alice and Katie, she was shocked to see them grinding their bare bodies together.

The child was rooted to the spot, suddenly feeling warm all over. She was experiencing something like the feeling she’d had when her naked mother had kissed her earlier that morning — but even stronger. What is this? What are they doing? Poppy asked herself, feeling a twinge of panic.

Her stupor was broken when Katie called her — for the second time, she realised. “Hey, Pops, what are you waiting for? Come sexy dance with us!” The older girls were still hugging, their bare bodies pressed close together, both of them smiling at her.

Feeling self-conscious, Poppy covered her vulva with both hands. Suddenly, their nakedness felt more weird than fun. Her cheeks were hot as she stared at the floor, mumbling, “I… I don’t know how.”

The music stopped, then Poppy felt Alice touch her shoulder. “It’s okay, sis,” the older girl said, her voice incredibly gentle. “We’ll show you, just do like we do. Come join us… we want you to be in on this.”

Katie said, “Yeah, Popstar, this won’t be nearly as much fun without you. Don’t you want to play big girl games with us?”

Taking a deep breath, the seven-year-old nodded. She did want to play big girl’s games, even if they seemed a little scary. Looking up at her sisters, she smiled back at them and shyly murmured, “Okay.”

“Well then, let’s get sexy!” said Alice with a wide grin, extending a hand to her baby sister. Poppy giggled, her uncertainty quickly fading in the face of her older siblings’ invitation to be naughty.

Alice started the music up again as Poppy moved toward her sisters, who parted to make room for her, then enfolded the child into their embrace.

As the three bodies merged, falling into the song’s driving rhythm, the older girls gently caressed their little sister’s back and shoulders. Then Alice and Katie ran their hands over their own chests, indicating to Poppy that she should follow their lead. She did, then began to move more aggressively, throwing herself into the abandon of the dance.

As Poppy became more confident, Katie reached out to touch her little sister’s flat chest, lightly brushing the tiny nipples. By then, they had become really sensitive, and an electric shiver raced through her body.

Katie thrust her own chest toward Poppy, indicating that the seven-year-old should return the favor. Not wanting to seem afraid — though she was, a bit — the younger sibling hesitantly extended a hand to touch the bare chest of another girl for the first time, feeling the rise of the budding breasts she so longed to have herself.

She looked around at Alice, as if to seek the older girl’s approval, and her big sister responded by moving nearer, offering her more developed breasts up to Poppy’s caress. To the child, these felt more like real titties; not as big as Mum’s, but soft and pliant enough for her to feel their heft.

As the music continued, Alice caught Katie’s eye and gave a brief nod. They each tucked a hand between their legs and began to masturbate, still twisting and grinding to the driving beat. When Poppy noticed, she gave her sisters a puzzled look, but Alice just smiled. “Come on, Pops! Do it with us, it feels great!”

Poppy tilted her head, trying to see what Alice was doing, exactly — then Katie. She still wasn’t quite sure. “Uh, how d-do you–”

“Oh, it’s simple. Easy as falling off your bike. Katie, why don’t you show her?”

Wrapping an arm around Poppy’s chest, Katie reached down with her free hand until it rested just above her little sister’s pubis. She caressed the tender skin for a few seconds before allowing that hand to drift further down — cupping the baby-smooth mons, then lightly tracing the moist slit with two fingers. When Poppy gave a sharp intake of breath, Katie withdrew. “Now you try,” she urged.

Poppy hesitated for an instant, then slid a hand down to touch the rise of her vulva, carefully copying the movements of her sisters. After a moment, her eyes filled with wonder at the realisation of how nice it felt.

That’s it, Pops!” Katie cooed. “Good, huh? Wanna do that to me and Ali?”

Intrigued by this new game, Poppy reached out to touch Katie, lightly stroking up and down the crease of her older sister’s puffy sex.

“Oh. Oh, yeah,” Katie moaned, her eyes drifting shut.

Pleased with the reaction she’d caused, even if she wasn’t exactly sure why, Poppy turned to her eldest sister. She didn’t want to stop fondling her own slit, but felt an unexpected longing to touch Alice that couldn’t be denied. Heart racing, the seven-year-old extended a hand.

Poppy’s fingers toyed with the soft down that covered her sister’s pubis. Taking a few curls between finger and thumb, she gave them a little tug, causing Alice to jump. Startled, Poppy jerked away, thinking that she might have hurt her sister, but the older girl hastened to reassure her, taking Poppy’s hand and pressing it back between her thighs, causing the child’s middle finger to slip into the warm, moist cleft of Alice’s vagina.

Alarmed, Poppy gasped, snapping her head upward to suss out Alice’s reaction, ready to stammer out an apology for sticking a finger into her sister’s pee-hole. But the words died on the little girl’s lips when she saw that, far from being upset, Alice seemed to love it, a blissful expression on her face. In fact, Poppy couldn’t even withdraw her finger, as Alice had a firm grip on her baby sister’s hand, holding it right where it was.

That odd but pleasurable tingling was surging through Poppy’s slender frame once again as she glanced back and forth between her older siblings. Alice and Katie had never seemed so lovely to her as they did at that moment — their faces dreamy with pleasure, their nude bodies swaying to the now diminishing music.

And she was the one making them feel so good, touching their naughty bits! True, it didn’t seem like something sisters ought to be doing with each other, but that only made the act even more exciting.

As the video came to an end and the music ceased, there was a silence in the room that broke the mood of the moment. The three girls drifted apart, removing their hands from whatever — or whoever — they’d been touching,

Poppy was first to speak. “Cool! Can we, um, put on another song like that?”

This was the moment Alice was waiting for; what happened thus far had only been the prelude to the main course. “Sure, sis, let’s look for one.” She padded over to the laptop, followed by Katie and Poppy. As they all looked at the screen, Alice clicked to close the video, then the one she’d already lined up to follow it filled the screen. It was a frozen image of three teen girls lying on a large bed, staring at a television, naked but for skimpy panties.

Alice gave Poppy enough time to get a good look before exclaiming, “Oops, I forgot that one was open.” She moved the mouse pointer towards the CLOSE button.

“Wait, wait — what are those girls doing, Ali?” interrupted Poppy, pointing at the laptop screen. “How come they’re not wearing anything but their knickers?”

Yes! Alice thought, mentally pumping her fist as she exchanged a thrilled look with Katie, who had known what to expect when her big sister touched the mouse. “Them? Oh, they’re just having some girly fun.”

Poppy frowned as she studied the erotic image. “What’s that mean? Can we watch it?”

Alice turned to Katie. “What do you think, Kat? This is for older girls, and Mum might be angry if she knew we let Poppy see it.”

Before Katie could answer, their younger sister pushed forward and begged, “Please, Ali, let me see it! I won’t say anything to Mummy. May… may Ted Bear catch on fire if I do!”

“Well, if she swears on her teddy, I guess we can trust her,” said Katie. “This is the one we watched the other night, isn’t it?”

“Sure is,” murmured Alice, giving the younger girls a knowing wink. She reached to disconnect the speakers of the laptop. “Let’s all sit on the bed, it’s more comfortable.” Cradling her computer, she seated herself on the right side of her bed, indicating that Poppy should sit next to her. Katie moved around the bed to sit on the other side, leaving their little sister sandwiched in the middle.

“Ready?” The younger girls both nodded, and Alice clicked START.

The screen came to life with the three girls talking and pointing to the television at the foot of their bed, mirroring the scene in Alice’s room. They were watching a pair of girls on the TV who were completely nude, kissing and touching each other. The three girls were silently sprawled out on the bed, concentrating on the television screen.

During this, Poppy asked, “What are those girls watching?”

Katie quickly answered. “Lesbians. You know what a lesbian is, right?”

“Um, I think so… they’re girls who like other girls instead of boys.” She paused, pondered. “What makes girls feel like that, d’ya think?”

Now Alice responded. “Well, maybe it’s because girls are prettier, smarter and way better kissers.”

“Hmmm,” Poppy nodded. That made sense to her, actually. She had never kissed a boy, but suspected that it wouldn’t be half as nice as the kisses she’d just received from her sisters. That’s a different kind of kiss, though, isn’t it?

Before the seven-year-old could ask another question, one of the girls on the screen, a very pretty teen of sixteen or so with long, flowing dark hair, turned to the others and spoke. “Have either of you ever kissed a girl, then?”

One of these, a blonde, said “No,” immediately.

The other girl, who also had long, dark hair, but tied back in a ponytail, hesitated before shyly saying, “I did. It was at a sleepover.” The camera moved to close-ups of their faces, and it quickly became obvious that the two dark-haired girls were twins.

The girl who had begun the discussion asked her twin, “Was it nice?”

“It was, actually,” the ponytailed girl replied. “Her mouth was really soft, and she didn’t shove her tongue down your throat, the way boys do.”

The blonde nervously moistened her lips, then spoke up. “Could we maybe, um, try it?” She gave a shaky laugh. “You know, just to see what it’s like.”

The camera panned over to the TV to reveal the two lesbian lovers using their hands and tongues on each other, then back to the girls on bed. The twin with the ponytail was gazing bashfully at the blonde. “I will, if you like,” she said, and the blonde girl nodded.

Slowly, hesitantly, the two teens drifted together until their lips met. They parted, shared timid smiles, then kissed again, this time allowing it to linger. The blonde was the first to bring her tongue into play, teasing her partner’s lower lip. The ponytailed girl’s eyes widened in surprise, then she eagerly responded. Now the two girls were kissing like lovers.

“Wow,” Poppy breathed, her eyes riveted to the laptop screen.

As her tongue explored the blonde’s mouth, the ponytailed girl began to touch her friend’s breasts, teasing the nipples between fingers and thumb. Not wanting to be left out, the other twin moved behind her sister to nuzzle her neck. Breaking away from the blonde, the ponytailed girl turned to stare at her sibling, then both sisters joined in a kiss that immediately grew hot and eager.

All the while, the Matthews sisters watched in silence, Alice and Katie occasionally glancing at each other above their little sister’s head. The girls on the screen were losing themselves in lesbian pleasures — taking off each other’s knickers, sharing intimate caresses and swapping heated French kisses.

As the onscreen lovemaking grew increasingly intense, the two older sisters exchanged a quick nod, then each girl carefully placed a hand on Poppy’s knee — letting it rest for a moment, then lightly stroking the seven-year-old’s soft thighs, gradually inching higher.

Poppy sat motionless, mouth open in awe as the sex scene unfolded before her on Alice’s laptop. Oh, sure, she’d seen people snogging and doing sexy stuff on TV, but it was always men with women, or boys with girls — and they weren’t stark naked, at least not so everyone could see!

Those familiar tingly sensations were back again, but much stronger this time, and when Katie and Alice began to touch her legs, Poppy’s body started to feel warm all over.

Sensing that the object of their attention was becoming aroused, Alice slid her hand higher, indicating to  Katie that she should do the same, until her index finger was teasing the cleft of Poppy’s sex. Moving slowly, Alice brought her other hand across to Poppy’s chest and used her middle finger to circle a tiny nipple.

The smaller girl jerked at the touch and stared up at her big sister, who just smiled back. “What are you d-doing?” Poppy asked.

“Do you like us touching you this way?” said Alice.

“Um, yeah, I guess.” To the dazed seven-year-old, it seemed like something her sisters shouldn’t be doing, something that might get them all in trouble… but at the same time, it was utterly thrilling, a fun way to be naughty. And it did feel good, Poppy had to admit.

“Oh, we can make you feel even better,” Katie said.

That’s right,” Alice added. “Would you like to try out some of the things that those girls are doing?” She tilted her head in the direction of the laptop screen.

Poppy glanced back at the ongoing sex scene. The blonde was nuzzling her way down the body of one of the twins, her mouth moving steadily nearer to her friend’s tuft of dark pubes. Meanwhile, the ponytailed sister was kneeling behind the blonde teen, gently spreading her bum cheeks open with both hands to expose the girl’s cunt and anus.

Looking up at one sister, then the other, Poppy gulped and slowly nodded. “Um, maybe? But I don’t know what t-to do, will you show me how?”

Placing a tender kiss on the little girl’s cheek, Alice said, “Of course we will. Kat and I know what to do; we’ll teach you everything.”

“Does that mean… um, are you…” Struggling with what to ask — and how to ask it — Poppy finally blurted out, “Are you guys lesbians, then?”

“Yeah, we are,” Katie answered, stroking her baby sister’s tummy.

“It’s true, Pops,” said Alice. “We’re into girls. A lot.”

“I — I didn’t know.”

Alice smiled. “Guess who I really like to fool around with.” Poppy fumbled for an answer, finally shook her head. “No idea?” Reaching out for Katie’s hand, she brought it to her lips, then whispered, “My sweet little sister Katie, that’s who.”

“Y-you do stuff with each other?” Poppy gasped, her eyes widening.

“We do — and it’s great!” said Katie. “I love Alice more than ever now.”

“Would you like to watch us?” Alice said. “We’ll make love for you right here, if you like.”

“Ummm… okay, sure,” Poppy replied, her heart thudding so loudly that it seemed to echo inside her head.

In all honesty, Poppy wasn’t so certain that she wanted to see her sisters do sex. Would it be hot and exciting, or creepy, wrong? She didn’t know… but in the end, curiosity won out. Plus, she didn’t want her beloved older siblings to think she was a scaredy-cat.

“Why don’t you go sit in my desk chair, Pops?” said Alice. “You’ll get a good view that way.” Without a word, the child rose from the edge of the bed, padded over to the chair and sat.

Alice closed her laptop, then put it on her bedside cabinet before turning to her smiling younger sister. They knelt, facing each other, then slowly came together in a kiss, just as the girls on the video had done. The kiss quickly grew heated and passionate. Alice fell onto her back, spreading her thighs as she pulled Katie between them and on top of her.

Poppy’s mouth hung open as she watched her older sisters make out. That weird feeling was stronger than ever, and seemed to be increasingly centred between her legs, right where Alice had been touching her a couple of minutes ago. Without giving it much thought, the little girl placed a hand on her pubis — no rubbing or stroking, just letting it rest there.

As she looked on, Katie licked a trail down Alice’s neck, moving lower as her sister threw her head back and thrust out her chest. Katie took a stiffened nipple between her lips, rolling her tongue around the hard button, nipping it with her teeth. Placing both arms behind her for support, Alice spread her knees even further apart, giving Poppy a glimpse of the glistening interior of her vagina.

Drawing back, Katie sat on her haunches, gazing hungrily at Alice’s sex, then lay down between the older girl’s parted thighs. Alice, whose eyes had been closed as she moaned with pleasure, opened them just enough to steal a quick glance at Poppy. She saw the youngster staring in awe as Katie extended her tongue to take that first juicy lick, and smiled. If this doesn’t make her want to get wild with us, then I don’t know my baby sister.  

Alice peeked at Poppy again — this time, a shiver of excitement rippled through her when she realised that the seven-year-old was clumsily fondling herself, pressing her palm against the baby-smooth slit.

Propping herself up on one arm, Alice reached down between her legs, dipping one finger into her cunt alongside Katie’s busy tongue. She twisted the digit round to gather a coating of the sweet nectar, drawing it out carefully, then reached out to her baby sister, presenting the wet finger. “Here, Pops, want a taste?”

By this time, Poppy was too far gone to even think of refusing her big sister’s offer, especially while watching Katie licking Alice so enthusiastically. She sure seems to like how it tastes! Pushing herself up from the desk chair with trembling hands, Poppy crawled onto the bed to join the older girls.

Now on all fours, the child paused only a moment to look at the proffered finger, coated with the essence of her big sister. She leaned forward slowly and touched it with the tip of her tongue. Sampling the flavor, she then moved forward, taking the length of Alice’s finger into her mouth.

At this, Alice drew in a sharp breath, thrilled at the sight. They’re both tasting me, she thought. Tasting my cunt at the same time.

Poppy sucked until all traces of her sister’s nectar had gone, giddy with the joy she felt at being admitted to her sisters’ naughty secret. As she released the finger from her mouth, she peered bashfully at Alice, who smiled and said, “Well, little sister… do you like it?”

The child nodded. “Um, it’s nice. Sort of sweet, but something else, I don’t know what.”

“Well…. now that you’ve tasted my pussy, I think I should taste yours.” Seeing a surprised look on Poppy’s face, Alice lay back, momentarily causing Katie to cease her lapping as she realised what was going to happen next. Katie paused, licked her lips, then got back to work between Alice’s legs.

With the wave of a finger, Alice murmured, “Come over here, Popstar.” As the seven-year-old moved nearer, Alice told her, “Here, put your leg over me.” Poppy placed one foot on the other side of her sister’s head. As she looked down into Alice’s face, her sister continued, “No, turn the other way, so you’re facing Katie.” When Poppy obligingly switched round, Alice took hold of the little girl’s thighs and gently guided her downward.

Oh, wait, Poppy realised, she wants me to sit down right over her face. Her skin prickled with excitement. Is she going to…?

The child got down on her haunches but, finding it difficult to keep her balance, knelt instead, her legs on either side of Alice’s chest with her pert little bum just above her big sister’s face.

Alice took a deep breath. This is it, what I’ve been waiting for. Now we’re all going to be lovers. She carefully drew Poppy’s tender bottom down to her open mouth.

As her stiffened tongue touched the tiny apricot-like pubis, Poppy jerked, gasping, “Oh!”

Alice reassured her. “It’s okay, Pops. I’m just making love to you. You’re going to enjoy this, I promise.”

Still uncertain about this, but wanting to please her big sister, Poppy lowered herself back down to the waiting tongue. She looked down at Alice’s face, but could only see her chin and lower lip.

At first, Alice just let her tongue gently glide over the outer crease of the child’s silky smooth cunt. Once she was satisfied that Poppy was going to allow her to continue, she brought both hands to the sides of the little girl’s slit and gently pried it open with her thumbs, continuing to trace the opening with the tip of the tongue. After a moment to let her sister get used to being licked, Alice began to delve into Poppy’s vagina.

Poppy held her breath, hardly able to believe what was happening to her. As the warm, wet tongue probed into her most private place, she grew tense, but then told herself, I mustn’t be scared, Alice wouldn’t do anything bad to me. She even called it “making love.” 

That was enough to help the seven-year-old relax — then right away, those things her big sister was doing seemed to feel… oh, wow, it’s so, so, so good! As she found herself carried along on waves of pleasure, Poppy began to emit tiny whimpers.

Alice took this as a signal to roll her tongue around the little girl’s virgin flesh, finding the tiny nub of her clitoris. She gave this some gentle flicks, which elicited a choked cry from her younger sibling.

In the meantime, Katie was watching, aroused beyond belief by the sight of Alice making oral love to their baby sister. Poppy looked so enticing, lost as she was in her very first lesbian experience. Katie longed to be a part of it. Making a decision, she pushed herself up to kneel between Alice’s splayed legs. Reaching down, she pushed two fingers into her older sibling’s pussy, working them in and out, then leaned towards Poppy. Sensing her sister’s nearness, the little girl opened her eyes to see Katie’s face, blurred by the overwhelming giddiness she felt.

Placing a hand on the child’s shoulder, Katie leaned in to kiss her, gently sliding her mouth against Poppy’s, then letting her tongue drift between her sister’s parted lips.

Confronted by this new kind of kissing — the way grownups do it, she realised — Poppy was unsure how to respond, so she just let Katie’s tongue explore her mouth until her nine-year-old sister drew back to whisper, “Kiss me back, Pops. It’s easy, Just do what I do.” Katie returned to kissing Poppy, but now moved her hand down to roll and lightly pinch the little girl’s tiny but very stiff nipple.

Poppy was trembling all over, overcome with a myriad of sensations she couldn’t have imagined before tonight. The soft tongue probing her slit, Alice’s warm hands on her thighs, the tender yet passionate kisses from Katie, those playful fingers toying with her nipples… it overwhelmed the child, drove her emotions to a fever pitch. She wanted to cry, to scream, to break into gales of laughter.

Instead, she obeyed her sister and returned the kiss, engaging Katie’s tongue with hers. She was hesitant at first, but quickly found that she loved kissing this way, loved it!

Casting aside what few reservations she still held, Poppy threw herself headlong into making out with Katie, meeting and matching the nine-year-old’s lustful intensity. Wanting to do even more with her sister, she blindly felt for Katie’s chest, palming the girl’s barely-there breasts, feeling the nipples tighten to her touch.

Down below, Alice continued to feast on her baby sister, loving the taste of Poppy’s honey. She’s sweeter than Katie or Mum, she decided. Sort of tangy, like lemon squash.

Just then, a shudder raced through the little girl’s frame. I bet she’s about to come, Alice decided. Well, let’s make it one she’ll never forget.

Placing a finger at the entrance of Poppy’s cunt, Alice tilted her head back slightly to wiggle the tip of her tongue into the crack of her baby sister’s bum. Taking a long, deep lick through the child’s anal cleft, Alice slipped her finger into Poppy’s vagina.

This was too much for the little girl. Breaking her kiss with Katie, she threw her head back and wailed out as her first orgasm came crashing down, shaking her slight body like a rag doll. Unable to help herself, she let a small stream of pee flow onto Alice’s chin, some of it spilling into her mouth.

Horrified, she wrenched herself away, swinging her leg over Alice’s head and dropping back onto the bed, shaking violently and sobbing. As she began to calm down, Poppy mumbled, “I’m s-s-sorry, Alice; I didn’t mean to do that.”

Concerned for their baby sister; both girls moved to comfort her. “It’s okay, Pops, really,” Alice murmured. “I didn’t mind. Actually, it didn’t taste bad at all.”

Seeing that Alice was genuinely happy, Poppy said, “Really, it was okay?”

Alice grinned. “You betcha. It was really sexy. Heck, I wouldn’t mind if you did it again.”

Poppy flung her arms up to hug Alice. “Thanks, Ali — and you too, Kat,” she sighed, moving to embrace her other sibling. “That… oh, wow, it was the best thing ever!” She giggled. “I s’pose that means I’m a lesbian too, huh? I didn’t know it could be so good!”

“Oh, that was just the start,” Alice said. “We’re going to have lots of fun from now on; in fact, we’re just getting warmed up. Who wants to make love again?”

Both her younger sisters raised their hands in a flash. “I have an idea. Let’s make a daisy chain.”

Both girls looked at her, confused. “What’s a daisy chain?” Katie asked.

Alice smiled. “It’s something I saw girls do on the internet,” she said. ‘Okay, here’s how it works…”

***

Jess had been completely distracted on her way into town, almost driving into the verge of the country road at one point. She’d forced herself to focus until she reached one of the car parks, away from the shop, where she sat staring out the windscreen for a few minutes, wondering how to pass the time.

She didn’t really want to be seen by her staff, so Alice strolled down to the quiet end of the high street, staring into shop windows without really seeing anything, perusing menus outside the town’s many restaurants. Eventually, she got to the little old Stieff bear shop, recalling how excited Poppy had been when Mark bought her Ted.

Finally, Jessica simply wandered aimlessly, constantly checking her watch until forty minutes had passed since she left home. Deciding she could wait no longer, she strode with purpose back to her car.

Five minutes later, she was home. Pulling onto the drive at the side of the house as quietly as she could, Jess eased the car door shut and moved carefully to the front door. Once inside, she moved slowly and noiselessly, leaving her handbag, jacket and shoes in the kitchen, and crept up the stairs in bare feet, the thick carpet masking her tread.

Upon reaching the landing, Jess only heard silence at first. She began to wonder where the girls were until she detected muffled moans coming from Alice’s room. Her excitement immediately began to mount. Looks like Alice and Katie might actually have pulled this off, she thought.

Inching her way forward, she reached the doorway, then paused to listen, breaking into a smile. It was obvious from the sounds, which she now recognised as the slurping of tongues and sighs of pleasure, that her daughters were most definitely engaged in sexual activity.

Mission accomplished! Jess exulted, resisting the temptation to pump her fist.

She decided not to peep into the room just yet in case she made a noise, like when she’d caught Alice and Katie making love. Instead, she crept back to her own room, pushing the door almost shut, then proceeded to disrobe, stripping completely naked. As she went to open the door, she decided to slip on her light robe. Pulling the ties to, she stepped into the hallway and crept back to Alice’s room, pausing again to take a deep breath.

Nudging the door open ever so slightly, Jessica leaned around the door frame to confirm who was actually in the room before making an entrance. She confirmed with a quick glance that all three daughters were on the bed, lying in a tangle of bare bodies. Straightening up, she stepped quietly into the doorway.

Jess was greeted with the sight of three young girls, all nude, linked in a triangle. Katie was lying on her side with one leg flat and the other bent at the knee; between them, Alice had her mouth glued to Katie’s pussy. Katie was nursing from the sex of Jessica’s baby girl Poppy, who was lying in the same position. Poppy’s flame-red hair was spread across the bed and she was licking vigorously at the pussy of her big sister.

Jess was lost for words at this wondrous sight. She stood motionless, taking in the sights and sounds of her daughters, all three immersed in the delights of lesbian love.

Bracing herself, she took a step forward. “And what do we have here, then?”

All three girls reacted at the sight of their mother, her arms folded, standing in the doorway. They froze, but only Poppy had a look of fear, while her sisters wore enigmatic smiles like the Mona Lisa.

Jess spoke before anyone could react. “I’m very disappointed in you girls. I go out for a few minutes, and this is what you get up to?” She played along just as Alice, who was trying hard not to laugh, had suggested she should.

Seeing that little Poppy was about to start crying, she quickly continued. “I mean, you could have at least waited for me.”

Poppy’s expression turned to one of puzzlement. What does she mean? Why isn’t she mad at us? Then another question crossed her mind. Why is Mummy in her robe?

She got her answer when Jessica pulled the ties of her robe, allowing the garment to open and expose her naked form underneath. She shrugged the silken material off her shoulders to let it fall to the floor, then drew closer to the bed. “Well, I hope that someone is going to invite me to join this little party.”

Climbing onto the bed, she reached out for Alice, pulling the teen in to kiss her deeply, their tongues sparring back and forth. Then Jessica beckoned Katie into her arms, sharing an equally fervent kiss with the younger girl.

Finally letting Katie go, Jess smiled at her baby girl Poppy, whose eyes were absolutely huge.

Poppy stared into her mum’s face, struggling for comprehension. She turned to her sisters for support — or at least some clue to what was happening — only to find that they too were smiling, sitting close with their arms around each other.

On the verge of confused tears, she turned back to her mother. “M-Mum, I don’t understand. And — and why haven’t you got any clothes on?”

“It’s okay, Pops,” Alice said in a soothing tone. “You see, there’s one little thing me and Katie didn’t tell you about…”

On to Chapter 19!

 

Ripples, Chapter 17

  • Posted on September 10, 2019 at 4:16 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

To the casual observer, the school day preparations in the Matthews household appeared to be the same as on any other day; a mother busy preparing breakfast and lunch boxes, young girls rushing about trying to find school books and PE kits, then a mad scramble at the table, featuring plenty of animated conversation.

But if that observer had been able to read the thoughts of each subject as they prepared for their day, they’d realise that this was anything but a normal family morning.

The mother:

How did it come to this… my twelve-year-old daughter setting me up to have sex with my seven-year-old? A few weeks ago I wasn’t even thinking about sex with women, let alone young girls, and had certainly never entertained the idea of lesbian incest. Now I’ve got a girlfriend, I’ve taken two of my underage daughters as lovers, and am on the verge of doing the same with my youngest. 

I suppose that I should be riddled with guilt; instead, I’ve never been so happy, so fulfilled. Every day brings more delights — getting closer to my hot, sexy Rachel, yes, absolutely — but most of all, enjoying the beautiful little bodies of my daughters, watching them make love, having them love me. And soon, if all goes well, Poppy will be part of it. God, I can’t wait to taste her.

All this joy in my life, and I have Rachel to thank. I hope she and I can make a go of it… and that we can all come together and be one big, happy, sexy family. Everything is coming together for me… and I think it’s high time I accepted that I’m a fully-fledged lesbian. 

No more skulking in the shadows — it’s time to be out and proud.

The eldest daughter:

I can’t believe everything’s going so perfectly. I never thought for a million years that such a thing could actually happen. It’s such awesome luck that I saw Mum and Aunt Rachel kissing that night. I might have waited months, or even years to tell Mum I fancied girls.

I love having sex with Mum, and now that Kat’s joined us, it’s even better. Now I’m really looking forward to getting Poppy naked and in bed with us. And then there’s Aunt Rachel, Bella and Cindy. We could be one big sexy family, all of us lovers. God, that would be so hot. 

And who says it even has to stop there? There must be loads of girls who might be open to a little fun. And their mums, too. 

The middle daughter:

That was so amazing what Mum did to me. She actually licked my bum! I wonder what it tastes like. It must be okay, or she wouldn’t have done it. I wonder if she licks Auntie Rachel’s bum like that. I want to try it for myself… maybe I’ll lick Poppy there, if we can get her to do sex stuff with us. I sure hope so!

I’m SO glad Ali told me about liking girls, and that she helped me figure out that I liked them too. I love being a lesbian, and I love being naked. So silly of me, being scared to let people see me when I’m not dressed. I think I’m going to make up for it and get naked as much as I can from now on.

I wonder if Auntie Rachel has taught Cindy about lesbians yet. It would be lots of fun, having a sexy sleepover with her. I bet her pussy tastes yummy!

The youngest daughter:

I wonder why Mummy didn’t have any clothes on when she woke me up? She must’ve been in a big hurry. Her boobies are really nice. 

And why did she kiss me like that? It made me tingle. I think she may be even poked her tongue in my mouth. It tasted funny, but I liked it. Maybe she drank a glass of wine or something.

Oh, boy! We’re having waffles!

***

Rinsing her coffee cup in the kitchen sink, Jessica glanced over at her daughters, who were exchanging silly jokes while they ate. “Come on, girls, hurry up and finish breakfast, then go get ready. You’ll be late for school.”

As her daughters gobbled down the last few bites of their waffles and gulped down the remaining dregs of juice, Jessica started to clear the plates and utensils from the table, putting them in the dishwasher.

A typical weekday morning in the Matthews household, Jess thought. Except that not half an hour ago, the two older girls and their mum were engaged in hot, dirty lesbian sex. So why does everything seem so completely normal now? Not that I’m bothered by that… 

Jess followed the girls as they ran upstairs, going into her own room to dress. Carelessly letting her nightgown fall to the floor, she selected a skirt and blouse and laid them out on the bed. Selecting matching underthings from a drawer, she slipped into panties and a bra. Just as she finished adjusting the cups and lace edging and picked up the blouse, Alice appeared at her open doorway.

Jess usually closed her door for privacy, but this morning she’d left it ajar without thinking, perhaps unconsciously accepting her newfound exhibitionist streak.

“What’s up, sweetheart?” said Jess, facing the door, her full breasts barely covered by white lace, trimmed auburn pubes just visible through the gauzy knickers.

Alice sauntered in, moving slowly towards her mother. Her eyes dipped to take in the view of Jessica’s full breasts, long legs and white lace panties; a smile crossing the girl’s face that put Jess in mind of a cat cornering a mouse. She couldn’t help but smile herself at the sight.

“Just wanted to make sure that we were still going ahead with the plan for after school, Mum. After you bring us home, you’ll step out for a couple of hours, right?” As she drew near, Alice reached out to slowly trail a finger up the front of Jessica’s panties, drawing a sharp intake of breath from her mum.

Jessica was about to scold the girl for her brazen act, reminding her that she needed to be careful in case Poppy saw. Instead, a surge of love and desire caused her to take Alice’s face in both hands and kiss her mouth. It was brief but ardent, taking the teen by surprise.

Hesitating for an instant, Alice was about to respond with a kiss of her own when Jess pulled away. She said, “No, I haven’t forgotten, and you need to remember that I’m still your mother, so enough of the sultry seductress routine. Get ready for school, young lady, before I spank you for being so naughty.”

For once, Alice was lost for words as Mum grasped her shoulders, turned her around and propelled her toward the door with a light slap on the bum. But as the girl reached the doorway, she turned and smiled at her mother, cooing, “That might be fun!” then skipped out of the room.

Jess shook her head. What have I created? Oh, yeah, a twelve-year-old sex-mad vixen who I can’t seem to get enough of. What’s a lesbian mother to do?

Turning back to the bed, she bent to pick up her blouse, just as Katie and Poppy were passing her doorway. The girls paused in mid-step, enthralled by the sight. Poppy’s eyes were drawn to her mum’s bottom, clearly visible through the sheer material of Jessica’s panties. As the child stared, focused on the flawless globes of her mum’s arse, thinking once more about how beautiful she was, Jessica turned round again.

Poppy just stood there, her mouth slack at the sight. She remembered seeing Mummy naked earlier that morning… now, she was wearing a bra and underpants that you could practically see-through! Poppy was especially impressed by her mum’s breasts, the nipples almost pushing through the thin material.

The spell was broken by the sound of Jessica’s voice. “Close your mouth, sweetheart… unless you’re trying to catch flies.”

Poppy tore her gaze from those skimpy panties, glancing up to find Mummy calmly studying her, a knowing glint in her eyes. The little girl’s cheeks immediately flushed a vivid pink. “S-sorry Mum, I was just…” With that, Poppy turned away, hastening down the hallway to the stairs.

Katie stood there grinning for a moment, finally murmuring, “Nice one, Mum,” before she followed her little sister down the hallway.

Ms Matthews, you’re a very devious woman, Jess told herself, humming a cheerful tune as she slipped into her blouse. Once dressed, she went downstairs, ready to take the younger girls to school.

Moments later, Jess and the girls left the house. Alice was on foot, walking the short distance to the school bus stop, while Poppy and Katie climbed into the car, Poppy quickly laying claim to the front seat.

Spying Rachel when her friend came out to fetch her mail, Jessica made a ‘phone me’ sign with her thumb and little finger held to her mouth and ear, then joined her daughters in the car. After dropping the girls off at the school on the edge of the village, Jess continued on to work.

Once at the shop, Jess busied herself all around, cheerfully tidying the racks of clothes, assisting customers, manning the till and chatting to her employees.

“My, you’ve certainly got a glide in your step today,” her shop manager Caterina said. “Have you got a new man, then?”

Jess responded honestly. “Actually, I don’t. What makes you say that?”

“Well, you certainly seem to be in a very sunny mood, and there’s something of a glow about you, like you’ve been getting some serious bedroom action.” Caterina made a face. “It’s been bloody ages for me, I’ll say that.”

Jess raised an eyebrow. “Come on, Cat, you must get hit on all the time. I mean, have you seen yourself in the mirror lately?” Having said the words out loud, Jessica suddenly realized just how true they were.  Although she’d long been aware of Caterina’s beauty, a legacy of her Mediterranean heritage, it was as if Jess was seeing her employee and friend for the first time as a potential object of desire.

Caterina leaned into Jessica and spoke, the woman’s voice colored by her soft, barely discernible Italian accent. “Well, yes, men do ask me out, but they’re all just after one thing and think they’re God’s bloody gift. And once they find out I’ve got a thirteen-year-old daughter, they don’t hang around for long. I’m looking for more than just meaningless sex, anyhow, and if you don’t sleep with a man on the first couple of dates, he loses interest. I want something more… substantial. Something real.”

Jess smiled. “Well… perhaps you should broaden your playing field, Cat.”

Seeing the confused look on her friend’s face, Jess lowered her voice. “If it’s a more meaningful relationship you’re looking for, maybe you should try dating a woman.”

The beautiful dark-haired Italian opened her mouth in surprise. “A woman? You mean I should… become a lesbian?” The last word was almost a whisper.

Jess shrugged. “Look at it this way, Cat; you wouldn’t buy the same outfit time and time again just because it’s what you always wear… and you wouldn’t pay for something new without trying it on first. Look at it as expanding your options. Who knows, you might find just what you’re looking for.”

Caterina was about to ask if she was speaking from personal experience, then Jessica’s phone rang. Quickly fishing it from her skirt pocket, Jess saw that it was Rachel. “Sorry, Cat, I have to take this. Think about what I said, and I’ll catch up later.” She walked briskly to the area behind the till, opened the door and mounted the staircase that led to her office, leaving a bewildered Caterina staring after her.

As Jess started up the stairs, she clicked to answer the call. “Hi, Rach, how are you?”

“Mmmmm, better for hearing your voice, lover,” Rachel replied.

“Fancy popping over for a coffee? I’ve got a new espresso machine… and I have something to tell you.”

“Uh-oh. I know what that means, you kinky little lez. I’ll be over in fifteen.” Rachel hung up and Jess smiled to herself. She knows me all too well.

True to her word, Rachel entered the shop just over ten minutes later. She saw Cat folding some clothes and said hello, but the woman appeared to be daydreaming about something and didn’t respond.

Rachel moved into her view and waved. Cat jumped, then shook her head as if to clear it. “Sorry, Rachel. I was miles away.”

“So it seemed. I’m guessing it was either about a man or what to make for dinner.”

Cat grinned. “Well, it definitely wasn’t about a man.”

Both women laughed and, after a brief chat, Rachel asked if Jess was in her office and Cat told her to go on up. As she turned to help a customer, Caterina glanced back as a thought flashed into her mind. What am I thinking? Of course Jess isn’t gay. She was still married a couple of years ago, after all.

As Rachel reached the counter, she paused as she saw Sally finish with a customer, then bend forward to put a used credit slip under the till. That afforded Rachel a tantalising view of the teenager’s cleavage and pendulous breasts, as gravity fought against the bra that supported them.

The blonde looked up, then smiled. “Hi, Ms Thomas. Are you here to see Jes– um, Ms Matthews?”

Resisting the impulse to sneak another peek at the girl’s luscious tits, Rachel instead focused her attention on Sally’s beautiful face. “Hello, Sally, and please call me Rachel; ‘Ms Thomas’ makes me sound like your teacher. Oh, and yes, Jessica is expecting me.”

The youngster smiled, flashing gleaming white teeth. “Okay, Rachel. She’s upstairs in her office.”

Rachel walked around the counter, pausing to smile at the blonde teenager, reaching out to take the material above Sally’s breasts between two fingers, appraising its quality. “Thanks. That’s a lovely dress you’ve got on, by the way. It shows off your figure beautifully. Makes me wish I was your age again, back when I could do justice to a piece like this.”

Sally’s eyes widened. “B-but you look amazing. God, I’d love to look as good as you when I’m your age… not that you’re old, I mean, you’re not old, just older… well, not a lot, but…“ The teen’s cheeks were turning redder by the second.

Rachel reached up to place a fingertip on the girl’s lips, saving her from further embarrassment. “That’s very nice of you… thanks.” Reaching around to gently caress Sally’s cheek, she added, “It’s lovely to see you again, sweetheart,” winking at the tongue-tied teen before turning away.

Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Jessica looked up just as Rachel opened the door. As she closed it behind, Jess rose from behind her desk to meet her halfway, and the two lovers melted into each other’s arms as they kissed, deeply but gently.

“I know it’s only been a couple of days… but God, I’ve missed you,” Jess whispered.

“Ever since you phoned, I’ve been having dirty thoughts about what I’d do to you once I was up here… but I have to confess that just a moment ago, I was very much tempted to drag that scrumptious Sally up here with me for a little hot three-way action.”

Jess laughed. “Oh, my. I hope you didn’t tease the poor girl too much. Remember our little scheme to set her up with your babysitter — Millie, right? — and then we’d join them for a little four-way fun? Christ, we’re such kinky bitches. Fancy a coffee?”

“I’d rather hear what juicy antics you’ve been up to, which I presume is why you wanted me to come over, but yes, please.”

Jess indicated that Rachel should sit on the sofa at the other end of the office, while she dropped a capsule in the Nespresso machine. In barely a minute, a steaming cup in each hand, she sat down next to her friend. They both took a few sips of the steaming liquid and set down their cups.

Rachel turned to Jess and came straight out with, “So, what’ve you been up to? Spill!”

“You know I went to the council meeting last night. Which, by the way, was bloody frustrating. Well, it finished earlier than I expected.”

Rachel was alert with anticipation, sensing momentous news — or at least something juicy.

“When I got home, I saw Alice’s light on. It was still early, so I figured she’d stayed up to wait for me, hoping for a little romp in the sheets before we went to bed. Anyway, I went in quietly, planning to surprise her… but it was me who got the surprise.”

“Mmmm, I like how this story is going,“ Rachel purred, pressing her thighs together.

“Just you wait. So as I went upstairs, I could hear Alice talking to herself. I figured she’d gotten started without me.” She paused, took a sip of coffee.

Rachel loved the thought of Jessica’s daughter playing with herself while waiting for her mum. “Go on.”

“I wasn’t prepared for what I saw when I got to her room. Not even close. Alice was lying on the bed with her legs wide apart, with Katie lying between them completely naked, her mouth glued to Alice’s cunt.”

Rachel’s jaw dropped. “Oh my God! What did you do?”

“Oh, I froze up at first. Honestly, though, I was torn between screaming at them, or stripping off right where I stood and joining them in bed. Christ, it was so bloody amazing to see.”

“And…?” Rachel casually tucked a hand between her legs, a move that didn’t go unnoticed by Jess.

“Katie looked up and saw me and she jumped up, scared out of her wits. Well, the first thing I had to do was calm her down. I went in, told Katie that I wasn’t upset, then sent her to her room so I could have a little chat with Alice… who, by the way, was perfectly calm.

“Alice told me that it was their first time, that Katie had asked her questions about sex and it just happened, but I feel fairly certain that she’d been working on seducing her sister before last night.” Jess paused. “I’ll tell you something else — it was obvious that Alice meant for me to catch them in the act.”

Rachel’s attention was riveted on her friend. “Oooh, the little minx! It sounds like she’s taken to lesbian life even faster than you have. What happened then?”

Ignoring the jibe, Jess continued. “She showed me something on this website she likes, one with a lot of stories about older women and young girls, mostly mums and daughters. My God, they were so hot. Anyway, I told Alice to wait while I went over to Katie’s room and spoke to her. I needed to make sure that Alice hadn’t forced her into anything. It turned out she was telling the truth, mostly.

So then, Katie and I went back to Alice’s room, and… well, I told them about you and me, lover, and about you and Bella. I also told them about the plan we had, to teach Katie and Cindy about sex.”

“How did Katie take it?”

“Oh, they were both over the moon. In fact, they wanted me to start right there and then. I said it was getting late, but then…”

“Ah, yes. I had a feeling that this story was going to get even wilder. What happened?”

“They… they put on a sex show for me. They kissed and touched each other, and then Katie laid down on the bed. Oh fuck, Rach, you should have seen her. She masturbated and I watched. My heart was racing.  Even when Alice kissed me and started to unbutton my dress, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. It was beautiful, she was so perfect, so desirable–”

Rachel interrupted Jess. “Sorry, babe, I can’t just listen anymore.” She undid the buttons on her skirt to show that she’d gone without panties. Jess raised an eyebrow at that, the throb of her pulse going into overdrive. Spreading her thighs wide apart, Rachel leaned back on the sofa, plunging a finger straight into her juicy hole.

Jess watched as her lover pumped the finger in and out, then quickly adding another, using the other hand to manipulate her clitoris. Glancing up, Rachel panted, “Go on, g-go on — tell me the rest.”

Moistening her lips, Jess stared at the brunette’s cunt for a few seconds before meeting Rachel’s eyes. “Well, Alice whispered something to Katie… and the next thing I know, Katie is sitting on my face and I’m licking that pretty, smooth slit of hers.”

Rachel was breathing heavily as she continued to finger herself, but those last words triggered something deep inside. “Oh, fuck!” she gasped. Quickening the pace of her thrusts, she worked her clit furiously between two fingers. “Keep going, damn it!”

Jess couldn’t hold back. With clumsy fingers she opened her blouse, pulled down the flimsy bra cups and kneaded both breasts as she watched Rachel.

“I ate her pussy like it was my last meal, and then… then I licked her arse. Oh, Rach, when I stuck my tongue into Katie’s bottom, she went wild. Her thighs were, they were quivering against my face. I was so mad with lust that it took me a minute or thereabouts to notice that Alice was going down on me. I nearly had a heart attack when I came!”

At this, Rachel reached out, seizing a handful of Jessica’s hair, pulling her in to crush their mouths together, her tongue briefly darting inside. Breaking the kiss as suddenly as it had begun, the crazed woman grasped Jessica’s shoulder, then forced her off the sofa and down to the carpet. Jess was kneeling, her face inches from the gushing well between her lover’s thighs.

Jess looked up into Rachel’s eyes. She drew closer to the aromatic flesh, breathing it in, feeling the heat of it against her face — then paused, her eyes darting towards the door. For a brief moment, she considered getting up to lock it. What if Cat comes in… or any of the others? Then she turned back to her lover. Fuck it, they’ll find out sooner or later. Maybe this isn’t the most elegant way to come out, but… I don’t care, I’m doing this.

Bending forward, Jessica pressed her mouth into Rachel’s glistening sex, taking a long, lusty lick.

“Ohhhhh, yes,” Rachel moaned. “Yes. Lick my cunt.”

Jess didn’t need telling. She attacked her friend’s pussy like a creature possessed, gulping down Rachel’s thick, warm nectar, letting it coat her lips. She sucked at the vaginal opening, then stiffened her tongue to thrust it inside the slippery orifice, working it in and out like she was fucking her lover.

“Do my clit, Jess,” Rachel breathed. “Make me come… oh, God, I love you!” She brought her wet fingers to her mouth, moaning as she tasted herself on them.

When Jess obliged, closing her lips on the now engorged clitoris and sucking it like a straw, Rachel went off like a firework. She fought to control her voice, clamping a hand over her mouth to stifle a scream as Jessica took her through the wild ride of her orgasm. The rapturous feelings rose to an unimaginable peak, then Rachel was drifting through space, slowly floating back down to a sofa in an office.

As she got her breath back, Rachel peered down at Jess, who knelt on the floor between her splayed legs, lipstick smudged around her mouth and a patina of vaginal fluids adorning her chin.

Jess was staring up at her with a look of surprise. “Wow. You must’ve been gagging for it!”

Reaching down, Rachel hauled Jess up from the floor and claimed her mouth in a deep kiss, savouring the sharp tang of cunt. Breaking away with a smack, she grinned. “Well, it’s your bloody fault. You will keep telling me all about your little sapphic escapades. Picturing you making love with the girls sent my cunt into a full-on meltdown.”

“Oh, I noticed. But I hadn’t even finished telling you everything.”

Rachel’s eyes widened. “Fuck me… you mean there’s more?

Jess retook the seat next to Rachel, carefully adjusting her bra and blouse. Rachel glanced down at her exposed vulva, now smeared with lipstick, then winked at Jess before flipping her skirt back down.

Toying with the notion of telling Rachel about her oldest daughter’s plan to bring Poppy into the fold, Jess finally decided to hold back that little nugget for the time being.

“After our little late-night threesome, I slept alone… but did let Katie bunk down with Alice, long as they went straight to sleep. So then, this morning, I got the most delicious wake-up call.”

“Do tell. So, did this ‘wake-up call’ involve a couple of underage girls…?”

“Spot on,” Jess replied with a nod. “I woke to find a very nude Alice on top of me, sucking my nipple. I didn’t know where her sister was, but soon found out when I felt Katie lying between my legs, going down on me.”

“Wait, wait,” Rachel protested. “This is the same Katie who, not three months ago, was too bashful to wear shorts when we went picnicking?”

“The very same girl. I don’t know for certain what brought about such a change in her… though I suspect Alice had something to do with it.”

“And now she’s waking you up with oral sex. My, my.”

Jess slowly shook her head. “Honestly, Rach, the experience of making love to two beautiful young girls, or really, them making love to me… it was incredible. And the fact that they’re my own daughters, well, that only made it more of a thrill. Words can’t describe how utterly perfect the whole experience was. I realise now that I can’t give this up… you and me, the girls, not ever.”

“That’s what I’m counting on, darling,” said Rachel. “The trouble is, I’m lagging behind you. I was going to start Cindy’s sex education on Saturday, but after what you’ve just told me, I need to get my skates on. Actually, remember how we talked about getting together, to sort out where we go from here? Well, how about Friday night?”

“Sounds like a plan.” Jessica realised that Rachel had yet to mention Poppy. And if all goes well tonight, you’re going to get one hell of a surprise, lover.

Rachel stood up. “Listen, I really do have to get back to work, although I don’t know how I’m going to concentrate after this. I won’t be able to get that picture of you and the girls out of my mind.”

Just then, they heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Rachel grabbed Jessica and drew her in for a quick kiss before saying, “You might want to re-do your lippy, by the way — you left most of it on my minge.”

Jess turned and quickly moved to her desk to pick up her handbag, while Rachel checked her own attire in a nearby wall mirror. As the footsteps reached the top, they both breathed a sigh as they bypassed the office door, retreating to the other end of the landing, towards the storeroom.

Jess found her make-up and, after wiping her mouth and re-applying lipstick, noticed her mussed hair. Quickly grabbing a brush, she looked at Rachel. “That was close.”

“It’s good to live dangerously now and then.” Blowing Jessica a kiss, Rachel opened the door, then turned and added, “See you Friday, I, for one, can’t wait.” She exited, pulling the door closed.

Less than a minute after Rachel left, there was a light tap on the door. Jess had just finished checking her appearance and closed her handbag. “Come in.”

Caterina entered the office just as Jess started to shuffle papers around on the desk, trying to appear busy. “Hi, Cat, what’s up?”

The long-haired beauty hesitated for a moment, sensing something in Jessica’s voice. She seemed flustered. “I… I just wanted you to look at some new designs. I’ve already got a few for the end of term prom season that I think will be really good; some in the affordable range, but a few in the higher bracket for our clients with deeper pockets. We’ve had some of those in buying already. But with the summer season starting, I’ve found some more exclusive items for the Monaco yacht set and awards parties.”

Jess gave her shop manager an encouraging smile. “Sure, Cat. I’d love to take a look, but you know I trust your judgment in these matters.”

As they perused photos and drawings of dresses and swimwear from various designers, Cat detected a faint, familiar but elusive aroma in the room that she couldn’t quite identify.

Jess noticed that Caterina seemed a little distracted. “Care for a coffee?” she asked.

“Well, yes. Thank you,” Cat replied.

Suddenly realising that Cat might have detected the scent of Rachel’s pussy, Jess quickly put another capsule in the machine, praying the aroma of the coffee might mask the odor. As she passed a tiny cup to Caterina, she began to go through the various designs in an effort to distract her.

After they’d thumbed through the catalogue, each asked about the other’s daughters, then they chatted for a while about school clothing before Cat excused herself. She rose to leave — but then hesitantly turned back, looking as though she wanted to ask a question.

“Jess, you know when we were talking downstairs about… dating and all that? What made you suggest that I ought to try dating another woman?”

Jessica shrugged, trying to seem casual about it. “Well, if you’re having major issues with men, it seems to be a logical thing to try… you know, like picking up a bag of coffee if you’re fed up with drinking tea.” She paused, gazing thoughtfully at Cat. “Haven’t you ever thought about it… you know, being with a woman?”

Taking a quick glance out into the hallway, Cat closed the door, but stayed where she was. “To tell the truth, it’s not something I’d given much thought to in the past. Remember, I was brought up in a country town in Italy, and my family was pretty traditional, not to mention extremely Catholic.” She paused. “But after our night at the club last week, it’s been… different. Seeing all those women, how attractive most of them were, how much they were enjoying themselves with other women… well, it had me wondering what it would be like to, to, kiss a woman myself.”

“How did that make you feel?”

Caterina sighed. “Can I be honest with you?” Jess nodded. “It made me realise how empty my life is. Oh, I’ve got my daughter Fiorella, and I love my job here, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had anyone special to go home to. You know, I was feeling jealous of those women at the club, wishing I had what they had.”

There was a moment of silence, both women contemplating what to say next.

Finally, nibbling nervously at her lower lip, Cat spoke. “Have you ever tried that yourself, Jess… being with another woman? I mean, from the way you suggested it earlier, I thought maybe you had.”

Jessica’s first reaction to the question was to dismiss it, or make a joke. But recalling her thoughts earlier whilst drying off after her shower, she hesitated, taking a deep breath. Come on, Jessica, be honest and stop worrying about what others might think. You have to tell someone the truth, and who better than Cat?

“Take a seat, Cat,” she said. I have something that I need to tell you.”

Caterina moved from the doorway to the sofa, where she seated herself.

Jess took a moment to compose herself. “Cat, we’ve known each other for a long time now. I see you as much more than an employee, and hope you feel the same. We’ve been friends for a long time and I hope you can understand what I’m about to say.”

Caterina sat still, hoping her face wasn’t betraying any feelings, but inside her heart was racing. Whatever this was, it wouldn’t be a casual revelation.

“Like you, I’ve been feeling a little lonely. It’s been three years since Mark left, and since then, I haven’t found a man worth getting involved with. Well a few weeks ago, I was chatting to Rachel, and she suggested cheering me up with a night in with a bottle of wine and a DVD. Only, the disc she brought was a bit racy; it was lesbian porn. Well, it was pretty hot and we ended up kissing and making out.”

Cat raised her eyebrows in surprise, but didn’t comment.

“Anyway, seeing all those women and girls kissing at the club made me realise I was missing out on something, but I just didn’t know how to act on it, or even if I wanted to. Then, after we left, Mel, Abby and I went back to Rachel’s for a nightcap and when the others went home, I ended up staying over. To cut a long story short, Rachel and I ended up having sex — not just that night, but again in the morning.”

“Oh, my. I — I didn’t know Rachel was gay,” Cat stammered, surprised by the news.

Jess smiled wryly. “Actually, I’m not sure if she was, not until then. She was like us, you and me… looking for something. Anyhow, we’ve been friends a long time, but Rachel and I realised that we want more than that.”

“So what are you saying? Are you going to carry on, um, seeing each other?”

“Well, yes. You’re the first person I’ve told. Rachel and I have decided that we want to give it a go, have a real romantic relationship. We haven’t really thought out all the details, and we’re not moving in together — well, not yet, anyhow — but we do love each other, and it feels right.”

“I’m glad you trust me enough to tell me something like this,” Cat murmured, nodding thoughtfully. “So… you’ve never been with a woman before?”

“No,” Jess replied. “Just a few kisses while mucking about at a sleepover, back when I was at school.”

Nibbling at her lower lip, Cat vocalised what had been swimming around in her head from the moment Jess told her about having sex with Rachel. “So, what is, I mean, how was… how is the sex? Is it very different to being with a man?”

“It’s great — actually, no, it’s bloody fantastic. I never knew sex could be so good! Cat, you tell me that you’re looking for something deeper in a relationship. Well, that’s exactly what I’ve found with Rachel. It’s a relationship based on more than physical love, yes… but again, the physical part is fucking incredible, and it only strengthens the emotional bond that much more. That’s why I consider myself to be gay… and it’s why I’m suggesting that you at least explore the possibility of getting involved with a woman.”

Cat was deep in thought, pondering Jessica’s words. Then she looked up. “What about your daughters? Have you told them yet?”

Careful, Jess told herself. Don’t let anything slip. “I haven’t told Poppy yet, she’s a bit young, but Alice and Katie know, and they’ve been very adult about it. In fact, they’ve been great. They see it as gaining another mum and two more sisters.” And three more lovers, she thought, unable to suppress a twinge of arousal.

“Well, I can’t say this isn’t a bit of a shock,” Cat said, giving a shaky laugh, “but I’m pleased for you and Rachel, and wish you every happiness. Does this mean you’ll need to get yourself a wedding outfit anytime soon? I know a great shop.”

Jess laughed along with her friend, “Let’s not get too carried away just yet. Still, who knows?”

Just then, someone called up the stairs to Caterina. The interruption broke the spell, and Cat rose abruptly. “I’d better go see what’s up.” Her emotions were a jumble. She was happy for Jess, but a bit jealous as well, and… oddly aroused.

As Jess stood, the two women turned to face each other. Suddenly, Caterina opened her arms. “Come here, you.” Jessica drew near and they hugged. Then, as Cat glanced over Jessica’s shoulder towards the sofa, she saw a slightly damp patch on the fabric, at the opposite end from where she’d just been sitting. That was when she suddenly realised the source of that elusive aroma. Oh my God, they were doing it right here!

Cat was stunned to realise that, far from being shocked, her heart beat faster — and a blurry picture began to form, one of Jess and Rachel, half-naked and writhing about on the sofa. Before it could coalesce into a clear image, she thrust it away.

She moved to the door, Jess close behind, and as Cat grasped the handle, she turned back to her friend. ”Thanks again for letting me know. Er… are you going to tell the others, then?”

“Yes, I suppose I’ll have to, but not just yet. It’s still not quite sunk in for me, actually. God, I haven’t even told my mum or my sister!” Placing a hand on Caterina’s arm, she said, “Thanks for being so understanding. By the way, I meant what I said. You should at least look into kissing another woman. See if you like it!”

“I don’t know, Jess,” Cat replied, making a helpless gesture. “I mean, how do you make something like that happen?”

“Oh, I’m sure if you popped in that club on another ladies night, you’d get picked up in a heartbeat.”

Cat opened her mouth to speak, then went silent, her cheeks somewhat flushed. Finally, she murmured, “Thanks, Jess. I’ll definitely think about what you said.”

With that, she smiled and left the office, walking slowly down the stairs with a jumble of thoughts spinning around in her head, not yet realising that from this moment on, she would look at other women in a different light.

Jess watched her friend go, admiring Cat’s shapely form. Some lucky lady could be in for a real treat with that one, she mused. Bet she’s awesome in bed. Hell, I wouldn’t mind warming the sheets with her myself.

No, no, no! her conscience cut in. You’ve already got enough lovers to contend with. Caterina needs a full-time partner. You’re more like a kid in the lesbian sweet shop, wanting a piece of everything in sight.

Her thoughts were already drifting to the evening to come. She glanced at the clock. 2:30 PM. In less than six hours, she told herself, I might be naked and in bed with all three of my children, making beautiful love with them all. 

Jess had grappled with guilt and worry ever since realizing the attraction she felt for her eldest daughter, but now those concerns seemed almost trifling. She only had to remember the smiling faces of Alice and Katie as the three of them snuggled together after sharing pleasure. Why would I deny my youngest the chance to wear that same smile? 

She imagined sweet seven-year-old Poppy, blissfully tucked into her mummy’s arms, the two of them nude. Pictured herself nuzzling the child’s face, kissing that rosebud mouth. Sucking on her tongue.

Enough! Jess chided herself. If you keep this up, you’ll either come in your knickers, or you’ll have to jill off to keep from going bloody mental. Back to work, kiddo — you’ve got a shop to run.

Plucking a pen from the desktop, Jessica took a completed order from her in-tray and began to make notes in the margins. After a couple of minutes, she was immersed in her task. Nonetheless, she continued to glance wistfully at the clock every now and then.

Scamper over to Chapter Eighteen!

 

Quality Time

  • Posted on August 13, 2019 at 1:56 pm

By JetBoy

My name is Kyra Johanson. I am a flaming redhead with hair that goes down to my ass, with generous breasts and legs that are firm and shapely. I am a single professional woman in my early twenties who lives alone.

Since I had little time for personal relationships short of occasional flings or one night stands, I’d come to rely on the assistance of sex toys to aid in my personal pleasure. That was about to change in a big way.

My story begins with a ringing telephone. It was Sunday, and I was enjoying a blissful day off. I’d just mixed myself a drink, and adorned it with an orange slice just before I plucked the phone from its cradle.

It was my mother Lori, in a most agitated state of mind.

“Mom, what’s wrong? Calm down… yes, yes, of course you and Trina can stay here.”

It seems that a gas main near my Mom’s property had developed severe structural issues, and the city ordered everyone who lived within a 200-yard radius of the damage was ordered to evacuate. I live in a spacious house with two extra bedrooms, so it was the logical place for Mom to stay until the gas main got repaired.

Phoning the office, I immediately set up a week-long vacation, so I could spend some quality time with Mom and my little sister Trina, who was fourteen and just about to start high school. I’d been feeling guilty about neglecting my family for work, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to put things right. My boss had been getting on my case about working too hard, so he was happy to grant my request.

It was August at the time, and I’d planned to work on my tan. This was the first chance I’d had to catch some rays for two weeks. Since I live in a fairly isolated area, I can sunbathe however I want, topless or even completely nude. That’s exactly what I was doing when I heard Mom’s car pull into my drive, later that afternoon. I’d already told her that I would be out back by the pool and to let themselves in, come through the house and enjoy what was left of the day with me.

When I heard the patio door open, I looked up and there stood my mother and sister, already in their swimsuits. I went over and gave her and Trina each a hug. We sat down on chaise lounges by the pool and I poured them both glasses of wine. Trina was too young to be drinking, but I didn’t think that one glass would do her any harm.

I sat back and relaxed, then frowned. “Don’t be so modest, you two. Lose those swimsuits, and let’s hang out in the altogether. We’re all girls here, right?”

By this point my sister had taken the initiative and was already naked, though Mom wasn’t far behind. I was a little surprised that they were so willing to strip, having figured that I’d have to convince them that we were safe from prying eyes.

Once Mom’s bikini bottoms hit the patio, Trina cried, “Last one in the water is a rotten egg!” and hurled herself into the pool. Exchanging grins, Mom and I hastened to follow.

After about a half hour of horseplay, I announced that I was going to go take a shower, then run out to the grocery store to lay in supplies for the weekend. “Anything special that you want, ladies?” They made a few requests, and I threw a list together before padding upstairs and into the master bathroom.

I took a quick shower, then got dressed, hopped in my car and drove to the supermarket, where I dropped a few hundred bucks on food and drink, including a few bottles of good wine. It felt so great to have Mom and Trina there — being in their presence for the first time in weeks only drove home how much I missed my family, and I was determined that we’d have the best weekend imaginable.

I had a few other stops I needed to make, so it took almost two hours before I got home. The sun had set and the house was mostly dark. The pool lights were still on, so I just figured Mom and Trina were swimming again. When I looked, though, the patio was deserted.

Maybe they went for a walk around the neighborhood or something, I decided. At any rate, I had a lot of things to put away, so I hauled the bags of groceries indoors, then set to unpacking them.

When I was nearly done, Trina came running down the stairs. “Hey, sis — need a hand?”

I couldn’t keep from grinning. That’s my baby sister for you — always shows up to help when the job’s practically done. “Oh, I’m nearly finished,” I said.

I was a bit surprised to see that all Trina had on was an oversized tank top. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin white fabric, so she might as well have gone stark naked. I also noticed that Trina’s pussy was baby-smooth. I was surprised — wasn’t she a little young to be shaving? — but figured it was none of my business.

A few minutes later, Mom came down. She was as scantily clad as my sister, wearing nothing but a pair of silk thong panties. For a woman in her forties, she looked great, her breasts surprisingly full and firm.

“Hi, Mom… say, where were you two?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Oh… we were just so worn out after taking our showers that we took a nap.”

When I carried the bags of bathroom stuff upstairs, I noticed something odd. The bed in Mom’s room was a mess, but Trina’s bed had her suitcase on it and was still made. Wait… they took a nap in the same bed? Come to think of it, neither of them looked like they’d been sleeping. What gives?

As I came downstairs, I caught a quick glimpse of Mom and Trina hugging. Nothing unusual about that, except that it seemed a little weird for a mother and daughter to hold one another like that when they were practically nude.

When I walked over to where they stood, Mom opened her arms, inviting me to join in their embrace. I stepped into her arms and we hugged tightly. I could feel her hard nipples against my breasts. She was rubbing my back; then her hands slipped down to cup my ass.

Whoa, now that was strange — why was Mom touching me there?

Embarrassed, I broke from the hug and turned away, heading back to the kitchen to put away the few items still remaining from the shopping trip. That was when Trina pouted at me, saying, “What about me, Kyra? Don’t I get a hug?”

Going back over to where she stood, I drew my little sister into my arms. As I hugged Trina, I felt her hands repeat Mom’s actions, moving down to cradle my bottom. What’s gotten into these two? I wondered. Why are they being so touchy-feely tonight? 

I didn’t say anything, though, not wanting to make a federal case out of their odd behavior. Maybe they opened another bottle of wine or something and got tipsy, I told myself.

Finally, I took a step back. Trina gazed at me and smiled. “Kyra, you are so beautiful. I mean, your boobs are perfect! Hope mine look that good someday.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “They will, sweetie, they will,” I replied, playfully mussing her golden blonde hair. “Just give it a couple years, you’ll be as stacked at me.”

With that, I leaned in to give her a peck on the cheek, but at the last moment, Trina turned her head and kissed me right on the mouth. “Ha! Gotcha,” she squealed, clapping her hands.

“Yeah, you got me all right,” I said to her, reaching up to give her nipple a little tweak.

I expected her to jump away — like she always did when I did that to her back when we were kids. Instead, she made a little purring noise that sounded a lot like pleasure. “Mmmm, Kyra…” she sighed, “do that some more.”

I was shocked and didn’t know what to say. Suddenly I felt Mom’s hands circle my waist from behind. Once more I could feel her erect nipples through the thin top I wore, this time brushing my back.

“Why don’t you do as your sister asks, Kyra?” With that, she guided my hands up to Trina’s small, firm breasts.

Mom’s hands fell away from mine and, not knowing what else to do, I began to touch my little sister, who gave me a dreamy smile. “Oooohhh… I like that,” she cooed.

In the meantime, Mom had reached up under my top. Opening the front clasp of my bra with a flick, she began to fondle my tits, now and then pinching my nipples. I was completely taken aback — but I could also feel my pussy getting very wet.

Were they really coming on to me? I didn’t know what was happening or why, but by God, it was getting me hotter than asphalt in July.

Gazing deep into my eyes, Trina whispered, “Kiss me.”

Unable to resist, I drew close and pressed my mouth to hers. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but was firmly ensnared by my own lust, thrilled beyond measure by the sheer kinkiness of the moment. My beautiful mother and my sweet little sister wanted me — how could I say no?

Well, I could, but was surprised to realize that I didn’t want to. I’d never made love with another woman, and the idea of the first time being with Mom and Trina appealed to me enormously.

I finally broke my kiss with Trina and gasped. “Let’s go up to my room, and do this in bed.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Mom purred. So up the stairs we went, stealing touches all the way.

When we got to my room, Trina removed her tank top, and Mom pushed her thong down her thighs and stepped out of it. I pulled my shirt off, then cast aside a black bra to reveal my bare breasts. Getting on her knees, Mom unsnapped my shorts and pulled them down, then Trina did the same with my panties, which were completely soaked. She handed them to Mom, who pressed them to her face and breathed deeply of my scent. That got me even hotter, if such a thing was possible.

Taking me by the waist again, Mom guided me to the bed and laid me on my back. Looking to my left, I saw that the door of my cabinet of sex toys was wide open. How had I forgotten to lock that? Now I knew what Trina and Mom had been doing earlier, and it wasn’t anything close to sleeping.

“Quite a collection you’ve got there,” said Mom.

“I like to make myself feel good,” I admitted. “How’d you find it?”

Trina snickered. “She was being nosy.”

“I figured you’d have a vibrator, at least,” Mom said, grinning. “But I found a whole lot more than that. Trina and I simply had to try out a few of your toys.”

This whole scenario was too much to wrap my head around. I couldn’t help but be curious, though. “So… you two really are lovers, then?”

“We are,” Mom said, wrapping an arm around my sister’s waist as Trina grinned and nodded. “I’m not one bit ashamed of it, either. Your little sister makes me happier than any man I’ve ever been with — and that definitely includes your father.”

“How — when did it happen?” I asked, still feeling light-headed.

“Nearly a year ago,” Mom replied. “It started one night when Trina came into the upstairs bathroom and saw me shaving my pussy. I suppose it turned her on–”

“Oh, it totally did!” Trina squealed. “I thought it looked really hot, too, so I asked Mom to shave me when she finished doing hers.”

“Not that she had very much to shave, mind you… but I was glad to do it, so now your baby sister is smooth as the day she was born. Well, by the time I was done, I was feeling incredibly aroused.”

“We both were,” Trina chimed in.

“I’ve been bisexual for as long as I can remember,” Mom continued, “and I’m especially turned on by young girls, though never one as young as Trina. But she was so beautiful in the nude, and shaving that pretty cunt of hers…” She shook her head in awe. “Anyhow, I could see that Trina was excited too, needing some kind of release — and by then, I was all too ready to give her what she wanted. So I got on my knees, said, ‘I’m gonna make you feel good now, honey,’ and went down on her, right there and then. Trina came in my mouth, and I drank every drop.”

Trina gave a blissful sigh. “It was the greatest! Oh, I’d made myself come before, but it was nothing like what Mom made me feel. Then she stood up — and when I looked into her eyes, oh my gosh, I thought I might melt into a puddle right there. And that… that was when Mom kissed me. Really kissed me.”

“That’s right,” Mom said. “By then, I knew I wanted more from her. Much more. So I kissed her, and she kissed me back, then we went upstairs.”

“I took Mom’s bathrobe off, so we were both bare naked. We got in her bed and made out for a while, then I asked if she’d show me how to lick her pussy. So she did, and it was awesome, and we’ve been lovers ever since!” Trina was now rooting around in my toy chest, and with a delighted squeal she stood up brandishing my favorite dildo. It was an eight-incher, a fire-engine red silicone cock. “Oh, wow! Can I fuck you with this, Kyra?”

“Absolutely,” I said, parting my legs.

“Well, as long as you’re lying down,” Mom said, kneeling next to my head, “why not have a taste of your mother’s pussy while Trina fucks you?”

I licked my lips. “Bring it on, Mom.”

She straddled my face, then lowered her cunt to my waiting mouth. Mmmm… I’m tasting the vagina that I came from. I began to lick inside my mother’s juicy crease as I felt Trina slide all eight inches of that lovely cock inside me.

My little sister fucked me with the dildo and sucked my clit while I ate my mother’s pussy, and Mom pinched and pulled at my nipples. That was wild, but it got even wilder when Trina lifted my legs up higher and began to lick my asshole. That was another first for me.

Mom leaned down to take my clitoris between her lips while Trina rimmed my anus, clumsily fucking me with the dildo as best she could. I shoved three fingers into Mom’s cunt just as I exploded in my own orgasm. She came seconds later, flooding my face with her nectar.

Mom and I were stretched out next to each other, sweaty and out of breath, when Trina spoke up and said, “Hey, what about me?”

Looking up at my little sister, I got an idea. “Hold on, Trina — I’ll be right back!” I exclaimed, and quickly bolted into the hallway.

A week earlier, I’d received a strap-on dildo with different sized heads by mistake in an order I’d placed with a mail-order sex shop. I hadn’t had the chance to return it yet. I went downstairs and retrieved it from where I’d left it, in a cardboard box next to my bookshelf.

When I came back into the bedroom, the strap-on was jutting proudly from my waist. Without a word, I crawled between my sister’s legs and spread them wide, then bent down and started licking her pussy to get it nice and wet. Mom just sat back and watched.

Trina’s cunt was juicy and delicious — I could have gone down on her all day long. But more than that, I wanted to fuck my baby sister.

From what dark place had it come from, this crazed lust I suddenly felt for the women in my own family? I had no idea, never knew this hunger lurked inside me. All I was certain of was that it cried to be let loose, like a dog kept too long on the leash.

I positioned myself between Trina’s parted thighs and placed the tip of my cock against her opening, took a deep breath and pressed forward, sliding the length of it into her cunt. I’d chosen the smallest of the different sizes for our first fuck — and it entered her easily, right up to the hilt.

My baby sister’s lips parted in a soundless gasp, a flash of color made itself known in her cheeks… and then she gave me a shaky smile. “Yeah, like that, Kyra. Fuck me.”

I’m still uncertain how I knew that Trina wasn’t a virgin, but somehow I did. Was it Mom who’d had her first? I loved that idea. Moving slowly at first, I began to fuck my baby sister.

I guess Mom wasn’t content to sit on the sidelines, so she straddled Trina’s face, lowering her shaved pussy to the open mouth of my fourteen-year-old sister, who immediately began to lick. Holy shit, what a perverted sight.

I noticed that Mom’s breasts were awfully close to my face, so I bent forward and took one of her plump nipples into my mouth, sucking it as if I was drawing sustenance from her all over again while I fucked Trina with smooth, steady strokes.

I could hear my mother moan, then whisper in my ear. “That’s it, sweetie… make love to your mama’s tits. God, that f-feels so good. Oh, Kyra, soon as your sister and I first got together, we — oh, oh, yes! — we were telling each other how — how much we wanted t-to fuck you, too. Oooooohhh… that’s why we came to stay here, instead of g-going to a hotel.” She gave a shaky laugh. “I must say, you, you made it awfully easy for us. When Trina and I came out and saw you, just sitting there without a s-stitch on… Oh, sweetie, you made us so fucking hot…”

I felt Trina’s body tense up under mine, and knew that she was about to come. I was getting close myself, since my strap-on had one of those pads on the base that stimulate the user’s clitoris.

Mom must have sensed that her daughters were soon going to get off in a big way, because she reached down and began to masturbate while Trina licked her.

I tried to keep going for as long as I could, but the fire inside me suddenly mounted into a roaring inferno, and I closed my eyes and allowed it to take me.

An instant later, all three of us began to come, our dripping bodies knotted together. Waves of white heat rolled through me as I cried out in ecstasy, accompanied by my mother and sister, then everything went black.

I recovered in a few seconds, and found myself lying next to Trina, who was nuzzling my face. As for Mom, she was sucking the cock that still protruded from my groin, purring contentedly. When she saw my eyes flutter open, Mom crawled over and gave me a deep tongue kiss, sharing the taste of my little sister’s pussy.

We lay together and swapped kisses for a while, then we started making love all over again. I licked Trina’s anus while fingering her to climax, then Mom and I rubbed our cunts together until we came. After that, the three of us shared a shower in the master bathroom, then shambled back to my bed and passed out.

These days I’m holding down the same job, only now I work from home. Mom sold her house, and now she and Trina live with me. We’re back together as a family, with one crucial difference: this is a family of lesbian lovers. Usually, we all sleep together in a king-sized bed, and fuck nearly every day.

One thing for sure… I don’t bother with casual pick-ups or one night stands, not anymore. I’ve got my mother and little sister to keep me warm at night.

The End

 

Ripples, Chapter 16

  • Posted on July 28, 2019 at 2:25 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

Alice began to stir, her eyes reacting to the light from the early morning sun, her hand responding to the heat of another body. Memories of the previous night began to seep into her consciousness and she slowly opened her eyes, blinking a few times before focusing on her younger sister Katie lying beside her, still dozing soundly.

A smile formed as she gazed lovingly at the supine form of the nine-year-old, recalling how those beautiful lips had kissed her pussy, the way that long strawberry-blonde hair had draped over her thighs. Alice had fantasized more than a few times about making love to her little sister, and last night, her wish had come true and then some.

She licked her lips, hoping to find a trace of her sister’s little honeypot, or her mum’s deeper, musky fluids. The faint taste, a blend of both essences, was still there — kick-starting the engine of her libido, which was humming along nicely.

Lying back, placing both hands behind her head, Alice grinned at the ceiling. It couldn’t have worked out any better. I’ve had Mum, and now Katie. Just Poppy left to entice into bed, and then we can have some real family fun. Wow, all four of us being lovers, how bloody awesome is that?

And then there’s Aunt Rachel, who wants me too — she already told Mum that! God, I can’t wait to do things with her and Bella. Oh yeah, and Cindy, can’t forget about her.

Alice carefully removed her hand from Katie’s hip, grasped the edge of the light summer quilt that concealed the girl’s nakedness, then gently lifted it away and folded it back to expose her sister’s bare body. Pushing herself carefully up onto an elbow, she paused to gaze at the rise and fall of the nine-year-old’s chest, which revealed barely a hint of the woman that Katie would one day become.

Reaching out to lightly brush one of the child’s nipples, Alice gave it a slight roll between her fingertips, all the while watching Katie’s face for signs of her awakening. Seeing no reaction, she leaned over to graze the pert little bud with the tip of her tongue. Katie made a stirring movement, then lapsed into stillness once more.

Alice bent down to lick the nipple again; this time, Katie squirmed slightly. Sitting up, gazing fondly down upon the slumbering girl, she couldn’t help but smile. Okay, it’s time for her to wake up.

Bending down again, Alice gently kissed her sister, then traced the outline of Katie’s mouth with the tip of her tongue, savoring a hint of the taste and scent of her own body from the night before, when she and her younger sibling had finally made love for real.

Now Katie’s eyelids began to flicker. As she became aware that something was touching her face, she came awake with a start — then her alarmed expression was smoothed into a shy grin when she saw the smiling face of Alice, looming above hers.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” cooed Alice.

Without a word, Katie flung both arms around her big sister’s neck, seeking Alice’s mouth with hers. As their lips and tongues slid together, Alice placed a hand on Katie’s chest, stroking the stiffening nipples with her thumb.

Reaching down, the older girl dipped between her little sister’s thighs — and Katie immediately spread them apart, as though a button had been pressed to open her up. She moaned into Alice’s mouth as a finger slid over her clitoris, then insinuated itself into the moistening cleft.

As she masturbated the younger girl, Alice broke their kiss, using her free arm to push herself further up the bed until one of her breasts hovered above Katie’s face. Her sister latched onto the dangling nipple and sucked greedily, like a baby taking its first bottle of the day. Now it was Alice’s turn to moan as Katie nibbled at the tender bud, then flicked it with the tip of her tongue.

It felt lovely, but Alice was impatient for more. There was a heat simmering beneath her belly that simply had to be dealt with. She disengaged from her sister, briefly looking down into the face of a confused Katie, who didn’t understand what Alice was doing — not until the older girl spun her body around to face the foot of the bed, straddled Katie’s face and lowered herself.

The youngster looked up to see her sister’s vagina from this new angle, descending towards her face. She smiled, now fully aware of what Alice wanted, moistening her lips in anticipation.

As Alice crouched on her haunches, she leaned back against the headboard and grasped it at both ends to steady herself, waiting for the touch of her younger sibling’s mouth. She didn’t have long to wait. Raising her head from the pillow, Katie eagerly placed a soft kiss on Alice’s slit, then extended her tongue to take a long, sweet lick through the juicy slit before dipping it between the puffy labia. Settling in, she began to feast on her big sister’s pussy, which soon began to drip honey into her mouth. As she licked deeper into Alice’s cunt, those thick fluids flowed freely, leaving warm trails down her cheeks.

Alice began to sway back and forth as she rode Katie’s face, glowing like a star with the happiness she felt. It’s like a dream come true, she thought. First Mum did it with me… now I get to be lovers with Katie, too. How amazing is that?

We have to get Poppy to be part of this, too. It’s got to happen. Mum’s not sure about that, but I bet she’ll change her mind when she sees her little girl naked.

These thoughts only got her hotter, made her want to do more than just let herself be licked, so Alice let go of the headboard and bent down, placing her hands on either side of Katie’s hips. Now her face was mere inches from the treasure she sought.

She bent her head to dip between Katie’s legs and mirrored the actions of her sibling, flicking her tongue up and down along the smooth opening, lubricating the outer lips until they opened like a flower in the morning sun. Delving in, she began to lap at the sweet nectar.

Katie’s legs stiffened and her hips started to twitch, but she continued to shower affection on Alice’s dripping pussy, determined to make her older sister come hard.

Before long, both girls began to shiver, their pleasure building until they set one another off in a mutual climax,  their voices joined in a duet of prolonged moans. Thankfully, these were muffled, since each sister had her mouth glued to the other’s pussy. Finally, Alice dismounted Katie’s face, collapsing by the younger girl’s side.

Hearts racing, the sisters spent a long moment recovering from their early morning workout, holding hands. Alice slowly turned onto her side to face Katie, who said, “Thanks, Ali… wow, that was the best wake-up I ever had.”

A giggling Alice leaned in to hug her little sister, then gave her a kiss. “My pleasure, sis. So, um, how do you feel about what happened last night?”

Katie closed her eyes for a moment as if she was taking a moment to bask in the memory of it, then said, “Oh my God, it was amazing. I will say, it scared me silly when Mum caught us. I thought she’d go bonkers! But then, when she started doing stuff with us…” The young girl shook her head in wonder. “Oh, Ali, It felt so good when she licked me. I mean, she even put her tongue in my bum hole! I thought I was gonna pass out for sure.”

“I know,” Alice said, nodding. “It was like that the first time Mum did it to me, too.”

Katie was silent for a moment, her brow furrowed, then she looked up at her big sister. “Um, Ali? Does this mean I’m a lesbian now, like you?”

“Well, not necessarily,” Alice replied, shrugging. “There’s no reason why you can’t have a boyfriend, if you want. And I might like to have sex with a boy someday, just to see what it’s like — mind you, I won’t want to anytime soon! Guess I just like being gay too much. Remember, Kitty-Kat, we’ve only just got started having sex… there are lots of girls we could do stuff with. Grownup women, too.” She flashed a sly grin. “Remember what Mum said about Auntie Rachel, how she’s making love to Bella? Well, Rachel told Mum she wants to do it with me, too.”

Katie’s eyes widened. “Wow, really?”

“Oh, wow, it got me so horny when I heard that. Ever since then, I’ve been thinking about Auntie Rachel, how much I’d like to play with those lovely big boobs she has. I’ve done a few things with Bella, but she was always too scared to let me go very far. But now that Auntie Rachel has taught her how, I bet we’ll be able to have proper sex.”

“Do you think she’ll want to have sex with me, too?”

Alice studied her sister. “Who, Bella or Rachel?”

“Both, I suppose.”

“Of course they will!” Alice replied, giggling. “Who wouldn’t want to get naked and play sexy games with my cute little sister?”

Beaming with delight, Katie seized Alice, hugging her tightly. “Oh goody! We can have a big slumber party. Girls and grownups together… and no clothes allowed!”

Alice shivered at the thought of that prospect. “Listen, Kitty-Kat, I need you to help me with something. You remember last night when Mum said she’d think about, y’know, teaching Poppy?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well, I think we should help Mum make up her mind. She’s too scared to make love to Poppy, ‘cause she’s only seven, I guess. But I’m sure not… and I bet you aren’t either. Are you up for it?”

“Yeah, but how are we going to do something like that?”

“Okay, listen.” Alice quietly set out her plan to a rapt Katie, who nodded and smiled, quickly growing excited at the prospect of engaging in more of this new pastime.

After the plan was agreed upon, they both rose quietly and slipped out the door to pad naked along the corridor to their mother’s room. It was still a good half hour before Jessica’s radio alarm was due to kick in, and they hoped their mum wouldn’t already be awake.

***

Luckily for the girls, the events of the evening and a fitful night had conspired to keep Jess awake until the early morning hours. When Alice and Katie crept into her room, she was fast asleep, the closed curtains holding back the light of the new day.

The girls glanced at each other before Alice silently ushered her sister to the left side of the bed, then tiptoed over to the right. They looked down at their mum, the quilt pushed down far enough to expose her beautiful breasts, a hint of light perspiration making her skin glow.

Alice grinned, delighted to see that Mum had chosen to sleep in the nude. With a nod to Katie, the sisters gently gripped the quilt, then slowly drew it away from Jessica’s elegant form, uncovering her long legs and neatly trimmed auburn pubis.

Moving to the foot of the bed, Katie crouched low, awaiting her signal from Alice, who very gingerly climbed onto the bed next to where Jessica lay, careful not to make any sudden movements that might awaken her mother. Sliding closer, Alice was soon able to lift one leg over the sleeping woman until she had a hand and a leg on each side, straddling her mother’s body.

Katie observed Alice’s cautious movements, occasionally stealing glances at Mum’s pussy. It’s so pretty, she thought. I wonder if it tastes as lovely as it looks. 

Alice slowly lowered herself until she was lying on top of her mum, who stirred slightly; then the naked teen began to place gentle kisses around Jessica’s face and neck, occasionally dipping her head to flick a nipple with her tongue.

Alice felt Mum’s body begin to shift, responding to the attention the girl gave her sensitive nipples, to the soft lips touching the erogenous areas on her neck and behind her ears.

Jessica was slowly emerging from the depths of slumber, rising steadily to the surface. She’d been having a wonderful dream in which she was lying on her back — not restrained, but somehow unable to raise herself up. All around her were naked nymphets, stroking and kissing her nude body. And even though Jess knew she was coming awake, this sense of being pleasured seemed to persist.

She registered the weight on top of her, realized that it was, in fact, the body of another.

Jess forced both eyes open, only to be confronted by the top of a blonde head. At her movement, the head became a face, and Jessica gazed into the eyes of her lovely daughter.

Alice smiled, Mum’s nipple slipping from her mouth, and moved up to place a gentle but lingering kiss on her mum’s lips. Jess accepted and responded to the kiss, detecting a hint of something on her daughter’s tongue — something that, she realized, was the now-familiar taste of her younger daughter Katie’s cunt.

After a moment, Alice drew away. “Morning, Mum.”

Jessica smiled. “Morning, sweetheart. So, to what do I owe this lovely wake-up call?” Twining both arms around the twelve-year-old, she embraced Alice, cupping her daughter’s bum.

“Well, I did think about bringing you tea and toast, but thought you’d prefer this instead.”

“Mmmm, good job this isn’t on hotel room service options… or rather, it’s a shame it isn’t.”

Alice giggled. “Oh, I think I have something that madam will like,” she said in a mock posh voice.

With that, the young girl reached down to work a finger into her vagina. She withdrew it, then offered the sticky, fragrant digit to her mum.

Jess stared at Alice, then breathed in the familiar aroma before extending her tongue for a taste. Parting her lips, she took the offered finger into her mouth to suck.

As her mum’s eyes began to drift closed, Alice began to leave a trail of kisses down the woman’s body. The index finger of her right hand was still in Jessica’s mouth; now Alice slipped the left hand downward, seeking the now-familiar cleft of Mum’s pussy.

Alice slipped her finger between the juicy labia, penetrating her mother. She plunged it in and out for a few strokes, then pulled the other finger from Jessica’s mouth and slowly twisted her body around, lifting a leg over Mum’s torso, straddling her face.

Feeling the change in position, Jessica opened her eyes and was greeted with the most beautiful sight she could imagine right then: a young, juicy cunt slowly descending towards her mouth. A cunt belonging to her twelve-year-old daughter. My daughter, yes… now my lover as well.

Her face now within inches of Mum’s pussy, Alice nudged Jessica’s thighs further apart, making room for Katie to join her, gleefully anticipating her mother’s surprise. She’ll go mental, I bet. 

Jessica buried her mouth in Alice’s folds, eager to get at the source of the nectar that had ignited her taste buds. She trembled with lust as she licked at the dripping flesh, but quickly found herself craving more, wanting to fuck that beautiful pink pussy with her mouth. Stiffening her tongue, Jess thrust it deep as she could into the fleshy tunnel, causing Alice to cry out loud.

Her daughter’s fluids were flowing freely, and Jess did her best to capture every drop. It’s like a fountain of youth, she decided, and she attacked Alice’s cunt with renewed vigor, bathing it with snake-like flicks of the tongue, probing inside the vagina and sucking the sensitive morsel of the young girl’s clit.

Alice was so dazzled by the urgency of her mother’s oral play that she almost forgot about her sister, waiting patiently at the foot of the bed for a signal. Suddenly remembering her plan, her eyes shot open and she gave a quick nod to Katie, who crept up onto the bed, thrilled to be joining in the sexy fun.

Keeping low, Katie moved stealthily toward the prize that she’d been thinking about ever since last night: her mother’s pussy, the first grown-up vagina she would ever taste. She drew closer, then paused, fascinated by the difference between her sister’s smoother, less pronounced genitals, and the adult version just inches from her face. She noted the much more prominent lips and how they framed the dark pink orifice, which seemed to pulse as she studied it.

Suddenly conscious of the task awaiting her, Katie glanced up at Alice, who nodded encouragement, then dipped down to press a deep kiss into the glistening flesh of her mother’s cunt. She lapped at Mum for a moment, getting a good taste of the warm, thick honey before making way for her sister.

Katie shifted forward on her elbows until that beautiful pussy was within reach. Placed a quivering hand on either side, she used both index fingers to part the fleshy lips, gazing in wonder at the pink interior of Mum’s vagina, then the large nub of flesh at the top of where it opened up. That’s the clit, she remembered.

This was it. Tentatively bringing her mouth closer, Katie poked out her tongue, then licked the open crease from the bottom to the top in a single swipe, like gathering up melting ice cream from a cone.

She felt her mother’s body jerk, the thighs tightening around her face. Encouraged by the response, she delved deeper into Mum’s hot cauldron, using her mouth the way she’d learned to from Alice — licking inside the open slit again and again, pausing occasionally to suck on the clitoris. The heady aroma of her mother’s scent was stronger than that of her sister, and the taste was like nothing she’d ever experienced.

Katie was growing increasingly lightheaded, lost in the sheer naughtiness of what she was doing. Never in her fertile imagination, fed by the wide-ranging subjects of the many books she’d read, could she have dreamed of doing such a thing as engaging in lesbian sex with her own mother. Yet there she was, eating Mum’s pussy and loving it.

She nursed on her mum’s clit for a while, then paused, tilting her head to look up at Alice, her eyes filled with affection and wonder. Her big sister took advantage of the momentary pause, leaned down to meet Katie with a hungry French kiss.

Alice explored the nine-year-old’s mouth, then licked around her lips and chin, getting another good taste of her mother. Then she began to shake, her eyes huge as she rode Jessica’s face, getting the tongue-lashing of her young life. Mum had licked her before, of course, but never as ardently as this.

Sensing that her daughter was close to release, as was she, Jessica withdrew her stiffened tongue from Alice’s cunt, quickly replacing it with two fingers. She licked a path down to the crack of her oldest child’s arse, bathing the girl’s rosebud, then did her best to force her tongue into the tight pucker.

This was the trigger Alice’s body needed to let go — and with a tiny scream, she did just that, forcing herself onto Jessica’s mouth as she came, wanting that intruding tongue to penetrate her rectum.

As Jess became more aware of her own heightened sensations, her body registered something that didn’t make sense. She felt the touch and weight of Alice on her thighs, but also fingers that were manipulating her cunt. In that moment of clarity, she suddenly understood there were two sets of hands touching her. She tried to bring her legs together, only to realize that another body lay between them.

Oh my God, there’s someone else licking me!

There was only one person who it could be, but Jess had to see for herself. With one last kiss to her daughter’s minge, she pushed against Alice’s thighs, which were still framing her head.

Realizing that Mum wanted her to move, Alice dismounted Jessica’s face, moved to one side and laid down next to her.

For a few seconds, Jessica’s eyes wouldn’t focus, partly due to the dazed state she was in, teetering on the very precipice of her orgasm — but then she saw what she needed to. Sure enough, it was Katie who was going down on her. Even though she’d suspected as much, the idea of getting licked by her nine-year-old child was unsettling enough that, for an instant, Jess considered telling her to stop. But a mere moment later, her heart — and her cunt — saw it differently.

A surge of adoration for her daughter left Jessica feeling warm all over. How could I turn her away? Look at her, my precious little girl. Sweet Katie, she loves her mummy so well. 

Reaching down, she entwined her fingers through the girl’s strawberry blonde tresses. “Oh, Katie, that feels lovely.”

Katie glanced up at the mention of her name, the child’s mouth breaking contact with Jessica’s pubis. She gave her mother a shy smile. “You taste good, Mum.”

Jess stared back at her daughter, her body burning with the all-consuming need for release. “Baby girl, don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

Katie immediately went back to her task with renewed vigor, and Jess sighed in relief. Feeling a hand fondling her breasts, she glanced to her left, only to see Alice grinning at her.

“This… this was your idea, wasn’t it?” Jessica panted.

Alice neither confirmed nor denied, but the fire in her eyes made any reply unnecessary.

“God, you are such a wicked, wonderful girl. Kiss me!” Jess cried, reaching out for the teen.

Mother and daughter came together in a fierce, bruising kiss. Their tongues sparred and danced, and Alice purred with pleasure as she tasted her own cunt on Mum’s face.

Jessica’s climax was steadily drawing nearer — she could feel its pulse, throbbing in the very core of her body. Then it was upon her, hot and savage. She shook and thrashed about, and Katie had to hold on tightly to keep from being tossed to the floor.

As Jess approached her pinnacle, she released Alice from their embrace, snatching at the bedclothes with both hands. As for Alice, she stared in awe at her younger sister, who was still going down on their mum with everything she had.

Wow, she must be really good at licking pussy — going by Mum’s reaction, anyhow!

Wanting to see more, Alice moved down to get a closer look at what Katie was doing, just as Jessica came for a second time.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. Jesus Christ!” Jess ranted, giving a final shudder as she lifted her hips up from the bed, dislodging Katie’s sucking lips from her clitoris.

Alice looked at her mother, in awe at her reaction. She turned to Katie and saw the same expression she knew was on her own face… eyes wide and mouth open.

Jessica’s chest heaved up and down as she tried to get her breathing under control. Finally she managed to speak. “Wow. That was… oh my, it was incredible. Are you sure last night was the first time you’d ever done this, Katie?”

Katie moved to kneel on the bed, still between her mother’s legs, embarrassed but clearly pleased. “Honest, Mum. Alice only showed me how last night,” she said, licking her lips. “Was I really that good?”

“Yes. Yes you were, love.” Jess looked at her eldest daughter for confirmation.

“I promise Mum, I’m just as amazed as you,” Alice murmured, shaking her head. “You went bonkers.”

“I’ll tell you this much, girls,” Jessica said. “When we all get together with your Auntie Rachel, she won’t know what hit her!”

Katie’s eyes widened. “Cool,” she breathed, exchanging a thrilled glance with her big sister.

Jess opened her arms. “Come here, both of you.” The girls scooted up to lie on either side of their mother, who gathered them in to kiss each in turn. “If I can’t stop my sexy girls from having it off, I might as well reap the benefits, too.” She turned to each side again, this time lingering to give each girl a deeper tongue kiss.

The girls smiled and looked at each other, then Alice took the initiative and bent to take her mother’s nipple between her lips. Katie quickly copied her sister, drawing a low moan from Jessica as she watched the girls pleasure her breasts.

Wanting more, Alice slowly traced a path down to Jessica’s belly and beyond, until she found her mum’s quim. She easily slid a finger into the dripping hole, then withdrew it to flick at the engorged clitoris before plunging it back inside. Repeating the motion, she began to fuck her mother. Catching Katie’s eye, Alice leaned across her mum’s body to kiss the younger girl.

Jessica watched, nearly overcome with a flood of emotion as her girls shared a sweet, warm kiss. The sight had her on the verge of tears. How lucky can a mother be, to have daughters who love each other so beautifully?

It had Jess thinking all over again about her littlest girl Poppy, wondering if her misgivings about involving the child in their lovemaking had been unfounded. What we have isn’t just about sex, she told herself. It’s also to do with closeness, with sharing… with love. Why shouldn’t Poppy be a part of that, just because she’s only seven? 

She’d want to join us, Jess thought. Poppy’s such an affectionate creature. Maybe the actual sex part wouldn’t be of interest to a girl that young, but the naked cuddling, the kissing, the caresses… 

Then again, maybe she would love having sex. Can’t say I’d be upset about that.

With increasing frequency, Jessica had been toying with the notion of making love to her youngest daughter, usually dismissing the idea outright. Lately, though, the prospect of exploring a new intimacy with Poppy had grown distinctly appealing — especially since the child had been wearing so little around the house of late, often no more than panties.

Then on the previous evening, in bed after making love to her older daughters, Jess had allowed herself to drift into a full-fledged fantasy of it, picturing herself stretched out before the naked seven-year-old, licking her baby-smooth slit. She didn’t go so far as to masturbate, but had felt the urge to.

I’ll have to discuss this with Alice and Katie, she decided. Right then, though, it seemed that they were about to commence another round of sex.

Breaking the kiss with Katie, Alice withdrew her finger from Jessica’s cunt and brought it, now coated liberally with Mum’s fluids, up to her face. Pausing briefly to inhale the scent, she offered the finger to her sister. Katie hesitated only long enough to glance quickly at her mum, then took it into her mouth, humming contentedly as she savored the taste.

This fanned the spark of Jessica’s desire into flame. Wanting to see her daughters making out again, she used her arms to urge them closer. Quickly sensing what Mum wanted them to do, both girls got into kneeling positions, reaching out to each other in a kiss that quickly grew urgent, their tongues meeting and mingling. Then Alice broke away to nuzzle Katie, tasting her mother’s essence on the nine-year-old’s face.

Levering herself up with both elbows, Jess propped her upper half against the headboard for a better view. As the girls kissed again, Alice manoeuvred her younger sister down onto the bed, her head near Jessica’s feet. Then Alice lay down on her back, facing in the other direction, then pulled Katie on top of her.

By then, Katie understood exactly what Alice was doing, and lifted her leg over to straddle her sister. Reaching up to take hold of Katie’s hips, Alice drew the younger girl’s bum down to her face, extending her tongue to lick a path through the juicy cleft, while Katie buried her face between her big sister’s thighs, surely returning the favour.

The sight of this lovely and utterly lewd act was too much for Jess. Bringing two fingers together, she thrust them deep into her cunt.

“Oh fuck, this is….” She couldn’t finish the sentence before a longing for something more took over. Using her free hand, Jess leaned across to the bedside cabinet, fumbling with the knob before she managed to yank the drawer open, then rummaged around in growing frustration until her hand found the prize she sought: the hard plastic tube of her vibrator.

She pulled it out, grasped the base to switch the sex toy on — but the harsh, growling buzz of the thing startled her, and she immediately switched it off. Jesus — it’s a sodding Stone Age relic. Why didn’t I get a new vibrator, like I meant to? This piece of junk is loud enough to wake Poppy.

She glanced at the door, suddenly nervous. What if she came in now? How on earth would I explain this?

Turning her attention back to the tangled bodies at the foot of the bed, she saw that the girls had stopped to see what she was doing.

Oh fuck it, I’m not quitting now! She’ll find out sooner or later anyway.

“Don’t stop girls; carry on.” Twisting the base again to fire up the toy, Jess penetrated her cunt with the buzzing plastic tube, then began to pump it in and out as her daughters returned to their task.

She sensed another orgasm building, more from watching her daughters than the thrusts of her plastic phallus. Her breathing became more laboured, and her body was shaken by little tremors that steadily grew into bigger ones. She heard muffled mewing sounds from her daughters as they, too, started to climb that peak of pleasure.

Katie reached the apex first, soon followed by Alice — their bodies writhing, mouths firmly glued to throbbing cunts, the girls’ nectar flowing. The entire lewd spectacle sent Jessica head over heels into a dizzying climax, and she clamped the left hand over her mouth to stifle a wild cry whilst the right hand snatched up a pillow, Jess burying her face in its softness while she screamed in ecstasy.

As she and her daughters all slumped in exhaustion — Jess resting against the headboard, Alice and Katie lying side by side, holding hands — the only sounds to be heard were their deep breaths, gradually slowing and becoming shallower until calm settled upon the room.

Katie moved first, turning to kiss Alice, relishing the taste of her honey on the older girl’s lips. After a minute or so, Alice turned to look at their mother, hands limp at her sides with one still resting on the pillow. Then her eyes were drawn to the white cylinder that still protruded from Mum’s vagina. She’d watched plenty of online videos where girls used such things on themselves and each other, but had never seen one up close.

Fascinated by the object, she sat up and began to move towards Jessica, who opened her eyes when she felt the bed shift. She gazed at Alice, then saw that the teen’s attention was elsewhere. Once she’d figured out what her daughter was looking at, Alice reached out and took hold of the vibrator.

Jess assumed that the girl was going to take it out, perhaps to sniff or even lick it. Instead, Alice withdrew the toy up to the tip, then immediately pushed it slowly back in. She raised her head to peer at her mother, a question in her eyes.

Jessica nodded, her heartbeat accelerating all over again. Jesus, Mary and Joseph… these girls are going to kill me with orgasms. She wouldn’t refuse her daughter, though.

Alice fell into a steady rhythm as she fucked Mum, her arm pumping like a piston. She occasionally paused in her strokes to twist the toy, or roll it around in Jessica’s vagina. Now and then she would use her other hand to spread her mother’s labia open, exposing the clitoris, then bent her head to lightly tease the inflamed nubbin with a few flicks of the tongue. This coaxed a moan from Jess as yet another climax began to slowly mass inside her, starting at the base of the spine and radiating outwards.

Feeling an urge to participate, Katie crawled up the bed to kneel at Jessica’s side, eager to make love to her mum, trying to decide how.

Jess already knew what she wanted from her little girl, though, and reached out to cup the back of Katie’s head, drawing her in. Katie thought she was being guided to those big, beautiful breasts, but before she could capture a nipple between her lips, Mum brought the child’s face close, their noses almost touching, then kissed her.

At first it was gentle, even tender, Jess using her mouth to communicate every bit of the love she felt for her daughter. But the hard fucking she was getting from Alice, coupled with the sheer kinkiness of what she was doing with her own children, sent Jessica’s lust soaring to unimaginable heights — and that raw desire began to manifest itself in her kiss.

Cupping Katie’s face, Jess allowed this heat and passion to consume her, kissing her little girl in a more aggressive fashion. Thrusting her tongue between the child’s lips, she fucked Katie’s mouth, hoping for an equally fervent response.

Instead, Katie broke away, staring wide-eyed at her mum. Noting Jessica’s surprised expression, the girl flushed bright pink and mumbled, “S-sorry, Mum. I mean… I’m still learning how to do, um, proper kissing. Alice only showed me last night. ”

Jess just smiled. “That’s fine, sweetheart. See, when lovers kiss, sometimes they get really hot and sexy with it. Here, let me teach you.” She pulled Katie to her, then whispered, “Once you get the feel of it, just do what I’m doing.”

As they came together, Jess shivered with excitement, astonished by how much her life had changed over the last few weeks. Who could have imagined that I’d take such pleasure in teaching my little girl how to kiss like a lover? 

She started by placing small, petal-soft kisses around her daughter’s mouth, her tongue emerging to flick at Katie’s lips. She began to lightly nibble, pausing to suck at the child’s lower lip, then allowed her tongue to seek entry, slipping into Katie’s mouth to explore.

Although this was still new to Katie, she’d seen enough kissing on the telly to grasp the rudiments how it worked. Now Mum was giving her a few interesting things to try, and she was feeling a strong urge to prove herself. Even if I’m just a kid, I can still be sexy.

Katie returned the kiss with fervour, her tongue quickly picking up the dance and engaging with Mum’s. She reached for a breast and caressed it, feeling Mum moan into her mouth when she rolled a fat nipple between finger and thumb.

Jessica was awash on an ocean of love and sex, so filled with emotion that she felt like bursting into joyous tears. What could be better than this? She was sharing hungry French kisses and getting fondled by her little girl of nine, with the twelve-year-old daughter down below, fucking her hard and nursing on her clit.

Poppy needs to be a part of this, she decided. This ought to be something the whole family enjoys. She imagined it with her youngest child there with them, right then, being loved by all her daughters. She’s got my nipple in her sweet little mouth, and my fingers are tickling her cunt…

It was all too much for her. Jessica’s body seized up, every atom of her pulsing with white fire as she came. She broke her kiss with Katie in order to gulp for breath, somehow retaining the presence of mind to keep from screaming.

Alice raised her mouth from Mum’s clit, but continued to work the vibrator in and out of the syrupy vagina.

The awed girls observed their mother’s jerking body, then stared at each other.

Jessica shook helplessly, caught up in the hot fury of her orgasm. Before very long, though, the heat began to dim a bit, then slowly fade into a warm glow. Finally, she lay limp and drained, drinking in cool lungfuls of air, her limbs feeling heavy as lead. She gave a happy sigh when Katie placed a gentle peck on her cheek.

As Jessica rested from her workout, Katie decided that she wanted to try this sexy grownup kissing out on Alice, and moved down the bed toward her big sister. Alice carefully removed the vibrator from Mum’s pussy and studied it, marveling at how she’d managed to get the thing so deep into her mother.

Noticing that the toy was glistening with her mum’s juices, Alice brought it closer, breathing in the familiar scent before poking her tongue out to lap at the plastic. Wanting to share, she offered the vibrator to her sister, who did the same. The girls passed the device back and forth, taking turns sampling their mother’s essence — then their eyes met, and the two siblings fell into each other’s arms.

By then, Jess had recovered enough to focus her eyes. Looking down toward the foot of the bed, she took in the wondrous sight of her nude daughters, sharing the flavor of her cunt between them before Alice dropped the vibrator, then claimed her sister’s mouth in a passionate kiss.

Jessica moved to join her daughters so that they all sat kneeling in a triangle, exchanging loving glances until Jess drew them in together to swap kisses, first switching between partners, then joining up in a lovely three-way tangle of tongues.

Eventually they parted, and Jess spoke.

“Well, girls, that was some wake-up call.” She took a deep breath. “I suppose that, after we made love last night, something like this was bound to happen. It’s clear there are going to be some big changes round here, but we can’t be having sex like this every day — especially when you two have to be going to school in a couple of hours. We’ve got to learn to control ourselves, okay?” She broke into a grin. “I will say, though, that watching my sexy daughters fuck was just about the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Alice quickly responded. “Y’know Mum, what would make everything perfect? If Poppy was part of this. I don’t think it’s fair to leave her out.”

“I bet she’d love getting naked and doing stuff with us!” Katie interjected. “I mean… how could she not?”

Alice continued. “Not only that, Mum… she could have come at any time last night or this morning, then you’d have a whole lot of explaining to do. And if she found out we were doing something like this and leaving her out of it, I bet her feelings would be really hurt.”

Looking deep into her eldest daughter’s eyes, Jess knew for certain that the girl was right.

How did my twelve-year-old become so perceptive, so wise? It took me days to work out what Alice seems to have sensed from the first. 

So, we all agree that Poppy should be a part of our lovemaking. How to make it happen, though?

Jessica slowly nodded. “Okay then, I agree with you. I’m just not sure how to get a seven-year-old girl involved in… in something like this. Any ideas, you two?”

Alice flashed a bad-girl grin. “Don’t worry about that, Mum… leave it to us. Me and Kat have a plan.”

“Oh you do, do you?” Jess said, arching an eyebrow. “And when, pray tell, did you work this out?”

“Just this morning,” Katie piped up. “Right before we came into your room.”

Fixing Alice with a knowing look, Jess said, “But you’d already been thinking about it, hadn’t you?” The teen didn’t respond, just sat looking as though butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth.

Jess threw up her hands. “Well, I certainly don’t know how to pull something like this off! I guess you’re the family expert at being sneaky, Alice. So, what is this plan?”

“All you need to know is that when we all get home from school today, you tell us you have to go into town for something. Come home about an hour later, and be very quiet when you enter. If things go the way they should, you’ll know what to do.”

Jess frowned. “That’s all I need to know? How are you planning to get Poppy involved in something like this? You aren’t going to tell me that?”

“Me and Katie are just gonna… teach her stuff,” Alice said with a shrug. “Y’know, Mum — like big sisters are supposed to do. It’ll be fun, and you know how much Poppy likes to have fun, right?”

Jess looked from one girl to the other, then back again. Finally, she sighed.

“Fine,” she said. “Let’s do it your way. But no pressure, all right? If Poppy doesn’t want to do these kinds of things, then you back off. Understand?”

Mum!” Alice cried, aghast. Katie was visibly shocked, too. “I wouldn’t ever–”

“I know, sweetheart — I’m sorry,” Jessica hastily interrupted. “Forget I even said that. Guess I’m a bit nervous about… all of this.”

Just then, there was a sudden burst of music as the clock radio alarm went off.

“Oh, bloody hell,” Jess groaned. Falling back, she silenced the clock with a swat of the hand, then sat back up. “Now, you two, go get ready for school. No mucking about, mind. I think you’ve had more than enough excitement for one morning.”

Both girls leaped at their mum to hug her, then broke off giggling as they bounced off the bed and left the room, their bums jiggling in a most stimulating way.

Jess sat quietly for a moment before sliding off the bed and rising to her feet. Time to wake Poppy. She was about to take her dressing gown off the door hook, but a wicked impulse crossed her mind. She put the garment back on its hook and padded into the hallway, still stark naked.

Noticing how close Poppy’s door was to hers, Jess shook her head in wonder. How the hell did she manage to sleep through all that noise? We were lucky, I suppose.

She crossed over to Poppy’s door, hesitating for a moment to take a breath before slipping inside and walking over to open the curtains, not being especially quiet about it. When the room filled with the morning light, Poppy began to stir.

Jess smiled down at her little girl. “Hi, Poppet… time to get up.”

The seven-year-old turned towards the sound of her mum’s voice and, as her eyes became accustomed to the new day, saw a silhouette framed by the sunlight. Jessica moved around to the other side of the bed so that Poppy could get a good look. She made a show of picking up discarded clothes from the floor, fussing over them.

Poppy now had a clear view of her mother, and was astounded to see that she had no clothes on.

Jessica moved to the bed and bent low to place a kiss on Poppy’s lips, lingering just long enough to savor the little girl’s scent.

“Don’t be too long, sweetheart,” said Jess, and walked from the room.

Staring at her mummy’s bare bottom,  Poppy was struck speechless.

On to Chapter Seventeen!