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In the morning, Fiona came awake to the disconcerting feeling that she wasn’t sure where she was. For one thing, she was naked, and she never went to bed naked. Then she remembered that she was at her Aunt Bridget’s apartment, in the spare bedroom, a place she’d often slept. And then she remembered what had happened the night before. Wow!
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Bridget awoke as she felt the girl climbing into her bed, nuzzling up to her. She turned toward the child and sleepily wrapped her arms around her.
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Sheila’s pussy was very wet. Lying on her side, still half asleep, she’d started rubbing herself again. She often masturbated just as she woke up in the morning. It was a perfect day to start the day. Or end the day. Or spend the day!
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Fiona recalled how she’d gone to her aunt’s bedroom to tell Bridget about discovering her mother and her sister having lesbian sex… and then a few minutes later how she’d asked Bridget if she could watch her masturbate… but then she’d got scared for some reason, acting like a little kid, almost crying, and Bridget had comforted her, holding her, caressing her, which felt so good… and then she’d actually sucked on her aunt’s nipple, which was totally awesome, and then Bridget had started rubbing between her legs, and that felt really good, and then…… did she truly have an orgasm or did she only dream that part?
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As she stroked her pussy, gradually starting to come more awake, Sheila realized that Erin was in bed with her, lying behind her, apparently still asleep. She smiled to herself as she remembered how they’d made love so wonderfully the night before, and especially the way she’d finished by climbing on top of her 15-year-old daughter and fucking her hard, cunt to cunt.
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Debby sighed happily as she squeezed close to her mother, feeling warm and safe. Bridget kissed the top of her daughter’s head. “Good morning, angel.”
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No, Fiona was certain it wasn’t a dream. She really had been touched by her aunt that way, right between her legs, caressed so tenderly until… until it felt better than anything ever.
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“You’re naked again, Mommy,” Debby observed. Her face was resting on Bridget’s breast.
“Uh-huh… sometimes I like sleeping that way.”
“I like it when you are. I really like feeling, um, just your skin.” The child, who was wearing only a very short nightie and a thin pair of panties, laid her slim leg over her mother’s, hugging her even more tightly.
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Sheila turned to look at her daughter. She was already beginning to get close, but now that she knew that Erin was there, she wanted something more than just her fingers to make her come.
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Bridget was getting turned on. She loved the feel of Debby’s sweet young body next to hers. pressing tightly against her. It made her want to touch herself.
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As she thought about the night before, as she remembered Bridget expertly caressing her, stroking her, getting her so unbelievably excited, 12-year-old Fiona felt a kind of a buzz between her legs, making her want to touch herself.
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Erin was fast asleep on her back, her head on a pillow, her pretty face surrounded by a tousle of red curls. Even as she continued masturbating, Sheila started kissing her daughter’s mouth, kissing her urgently, wetly, bringing her awake.
“Wh… Mom? Hi.”
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“Mommy?”
“Yes, honey?” Bridget petted Debby’s silky soft hair.
“Are we still gonna go to the beach today?”
“Well, I don’t know. I think we are. Do you want to?”
“Yeah I really really do. I love it. Will Fiona and Erin be there too? And Aunt Sheila?”
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Sheila climbed on top of Erin, mounting her, planting her knees on either side of the teenager’s head. Using both hands, she spread her pussy lips open, offering her hot wet cunt to her daughter.
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Lying naked in bed, Fiona opened her legs and began playing with herself, masturbating as she recalled the thrill of having Bridget’s fingers touching her everywhere, exploring her, sliding inside her slit, rubbing her so perfectly, making her little pussy so hot and wet.
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“I really hope Fiona’s there. I like playing with her and stuff.”
“Me too,” said Bridget, stifling a grin as she thought about Fiona and the naughty way she’d played with her (and stuff) the night before. “Tell you what, let’s you and me hop in the shower together, then after that I’ll call Aunt Sheila and ask if they’re still going to the beach with us today. Okay?”
“Okay. Except, um, I took a bath with Fiona last night and already washed my hair then.”
“All right. Well, you don’t have to wash your hair again this morning, but I would like you to take a shower with me, if you don’t mind, so you can scrub me and everything.”
“Sure!”
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Fiona was already getting close as she thought about being with her aunt and doing those things, sucking on her nipple, being touched so nicely by her. It was almost like they were having sex… wait, were they having sex? Like her mom and her sister?
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Sheila loved looking down at her daughter’s face this way, seeing it centered between her legs, the girl’s tongue busily licking her, sucking her, eating her, getting her ready to come. She held Erin’s head in her hands and rocked her pelvis up and down, fucking the girl’s mouth with her cunt. She was almost ready.
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She remembered discovering them together, her mom and her sister, Fiona standing in the hall and looking through the door, seeing Erin with her head between their mother’s legs, licking her, actually licking her pussy! And her mother getting so excited, moaning and panting — and as she thought about that, when she pictured them having sex, Fiona started to come.
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“Mommy’s gonna come in your face — you want Mommy to come all over your pretty face now, honey?”
“Mm-hmmf,” Erin nodded and tried to reply. It wasn’t easy, though, with her mouth full of her mother’s pussy.
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Fiona was climaxing, trying very hard not to make any noise. She held her hands over her sex, her face turned into the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut as the delicious orgasm consumed her.
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It was another intensely powerful climax for Sheila, so delectable, so completely satisfying, so perfect. In the few months since she’d become intimate with her daughter, she’d had more orgasms and better sex than she’d ever known in her life — better than she’d ever imagined possible.
Although she wasn’t ready yet to declare herself a lesbian as her sister had, the thought certainly had crossed Sheila’s mind. Why would anyone want a man when a girl could make you feel this way?
Now, as she finished coming, she slid down beside Erin, kissing her, tasting herself on her lips. They cuddled together for a few minutes, and then Sheila suggested they get up and take a shower.
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As she sat up slowly in the bed, Fiona smiled to herself. That was a big one. It seems like they’re getting bigger all the time. She stretched contentedly and thought about getting dressed.
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Bridget washed her hair first, and then she and Debby rubbed their lathered hands all over each other’s bodies. This was a special pleasure they had enjoyed ever since Debby was just a toddler. Bridget hoped her daughter would never outgrow it, never decide she was getting too old to take showers with her mom. And secretly Bridget wondered if someday these soapy caresses might turn into something more intimate and sensual.
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Mother and daughter were in the shower together, touching, kissing, rubbing their wet soapy bodies against each other. Erin giggled happily as Sheila pushed her up against the wall, humping her leg and shoving her tongue into her mouth. The teenager loved knowing that she could get her mom so excited, so turned on.
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Fiona wandered out into the hall. The place was still quiet, although she thought maybe she could hear the shower going in Bridget’s bathroom. But Debby was probably still asleep. I wonder if I should check on her, or wake her up? Nah, let her snooze a little longer. I’ll just go get some cereal or something. I wonder what my mom and my sister are doing right now. Who knows?
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Finger-fucking each other as the hot water streamed down, Erin and her mom soon climaxed. Both were so highly keyed with incestuous lust that their orgasms together came quickly and easily. When it was over, their cries echoing off the shower tiles, they panted and sighed, kissing, sucking fingers.
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Debby and Bridget carefully dried each other off, then Debby went to her room to get dressed while Bridget started blowing her hair dry.
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As she sat at the kitchen table with her bowl of Cocoa Krispies, Fiona thought to herself, what will happen next? I know about my mom and my sister, and now Bridget knows too. I guess we have to tell them we know. But how? How do you ever talk about stuff like that? Maybe Bridget will have some ideas.
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From the bedroom, Bridget called her sister’s house. She heard four rings and then the answering machine picked up. She left a message, asking if their plans to go to the beach together that day were still on, and after hanging up the phone, she stood and mused for a minute.
Should I say something to Sheila today, let her know that I know about her and Erin? Maybe, but maybe not. I would never want her to think I was judging her, certainly not condemning her. After all, I’ve had similar feelings about my own daughter. And how about what I did with Fiona last night? Should I tell Sheila about that? Perhaps, but… I ought to have a talk with Fiona about all this first. I made a promise to her that what she told me would be in confidence, that I would keep her secret. Okay, so that’s what I’ll do before I do anything else. I’ll talk with Fiona.
She slipped on a robe and went to the kitchen to make coffee.
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Sexually sated, at least for the time being, Erin and her mom turned off the shower and got out. They chatted and joked, sometimes playfully touching each other as they started getting ready for the day.
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