Doctor for Precocious Girls, Part 2

by Sweet Dreams

From : Susan Smith <...
Subject : Your opinion

Doctor, I would like your opinion on a recent happening following my
twin daughters' visit concerning certain intimate habits they had
picked up. I do not know what transpired in the examination room,
although the fact they spent the whole trip home cuddling instead of
kissing as they usually do does allow me to formulate some theories.
Nevertheless, I have read the quite helpful guide you gave me and have
started applying the information within them, encouraging my daughters
to open up, as prescribed; the results were not quite what I expected.

Now, I know you don't normally take ten-years-old girls, especially
twins who have taken a liking to each other, so I am already quite
grateful for the help you provided; still, I would appreciate further
input regarding this situation.

The day following our visit, I decided to set aside some time to talk
to my daughters about their feelings. They were quite happy to open up
to me, perhaps not knowing the singularity of their situation, or
trusting me enough that it did not matter if they did. Regardless of
the reason, they informed me that they were, in fact, quite stricken
for each other, so much so that they considered outside opinions in
the matter as irrelevant.

Sitting on the couch, I was trying to encourage them toward discretion
when they informed me, in perfect twin unison, that they loved me,
hugging me from both side. I thought I had recognized my babies in
that hug, but I was wrong; when I informed them of my motherly love,
they kissed me ? in the cheeks at first, of course, but then Sarah put
her lips to mine, then let Sophia take her place. They took turns
kissing me for some time, then looked each other in the eyes, smiling,
and kissed.

I was taken completely by surprise by their move; evidently, my
daughters were no longer the babies I adored, and I was going to have
to treat them like teenage girls, however somewhat precocious they
were. Truth be told, I was somewhat excited at the idea of being so
adulated by my own daughters. My time with their father was a distant
memory, before I knew for sure I was a lesbian; and even then, I only
dated irregularly, fearing it might give a wrong image to my
daughters. How wrong I was.

It took me a moment to quite regain my senses from the initial kiss;
by then, my daughters were quite lovingly latched to each other, their
hands holding heads and waist in nearly perfect symmetry. At that
moment, with my daughters joining lips on my lap, I decided to throw
both caution and an outdated common sense to the wind; I held them
close to me and kissed them, first Sophia, then Sara.

After they recovered, I demonstrated my motherly skills by showing
them a proper kiss. I placed my hand on Sara's left cheek, caressing
her tenderly, then, closing my eyes, I put my lips to her; that simple
move would have been enough to earn me her unending adoration, but of
course I couldn't stop there. I pushed my tongue inside her little
mouth, playing with her tongue as she tensed up, before taking it out
and letting her poke her tongue inside my mouth. We parted the kiss,
and she went to kiss Sophia the same way I had just kissed her. As I
watched my two adorable angels learn new ways to make their identical
lovers happy, I realized my pussy was already quite wet. Just then, my
little Sophia came to kiss me, showing me the skills her sister had
taught her; it was much better than I anticipated, being kissed by my
own daughter while the other watched.

I hugged my daughters close, so happy to be able to play with them in
such an invigorating manner. We chatted for some time; I don't quite
remember the details, but we talked about the games they played, how
they liked to caress each other's vagina. Their innocence was
overwhelming.

I mentioned breasts at some point, and they suddenly became fixated
with mine. They each put both of their hands on them, cupping my
motherly breasts and seeming quite eager to renew their links with the
now-arousing parts. I removed my shirt to give them better access, not
quite capable of thinking of anything but the beautiful girls playing
with my boobs. The girls were quick to move my bra, so I removed it
and let them gain full access.

The girls have very good instincts, I must give them that; their soft
little hands were a godsend to my sensitive breasts, their fingers
easily finding the nipples to be weaker to their advances. They didn't
hesitate one moment when I told them to gently pinch them, a gesture
which sent shivers in my spine and let out a bit of milk. Seeing the
precious liquid flow so freely, the girls started to drink it.

Let me tell you, there's nothing quite like being nursed by a pair of
adorable, aroused girls. The drank healthily, the sweet liquid making
them moan in happiness. I held both girls closer to me and was soon
rewarded with their knees rubbing on my tender clit; it took only a
few minutes of such a gentle ministration for a breathtaking orgasm to
flood me, much better than anything my girlfriends ever gave me.
Seeing as I had reached the last part of the game, the girls gave me
big, precious smiles. I held them close to me for a while, trying to
catch my breath, and they used that position to kiss me again; their
lips and tongues tasted sweet, no doubt still coated in my milk.

The girls weren't quite done, though; they hadn't received relief
themselves, and were quite eager to demand it. Excitedly, I told them
to undress each other, insisting that it be done as gently and
lovingly as possible; I discreetly removed the rest of my own garments
and we ended up all naked, three horny girls preparing for another
incestuous adventure.

I sat my beautiful cherubs between my legs, facing each other; so
locked, each girl's legs over and under their sister's, they couldn't
help but feel completely aroused, their forced proximity sparking warm
fires inside them. Soon, under my instructions, they started rubbing
their pussies together; the girls were holding each other so close,
they almost looked like one. As I felt little legs rubbing my wet
pussy, I could do nothing but admire their perfection. The girls
alternated between french kissing, as I had just shown them, and
sucking on my breasts, which were otherwise rubbing quite pleasantly
on their soft cheeks.

As you can guess, it took little time for the three of us to reach
orgasms in that position, my angels' perfectly timed coming easily
bringing me over the top.

The rest of the evening was spent cuddling with my beautiful twins; I
was happy I didn't have to insist that they stay naked, as neither
them nor myself wanted to see anyone clothed.

As you might understand, doctor, my now calmer mind is somewhat
distressed by these events. Unsure what to make of it, I thought it
would be a good idea to bring the doctors in for another visit, under
my supervision; for their own good, you understand.

Affectionately yours,
Susan Smith

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[Reply]

Thank you for informing me of these events, Susan; you were right that
it would be a good idea for your daughters and us to talk about them,
but it would probably be better for them if the discussion took place
in a more familiar environment. If you don't see a problem, I would
like to come visit you this coming Saturday.

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