By Jeneee
Hey, it’s me again with some more yummy stuff. I love the way that rhymes with mommy stuff, don’t you? And yeah, I’m sitting on my mommy’s lap again so she can correct me as I type, naked as usual. Only this time my sister is sitting beside us, watching and adding her two cent’s worth – giggle.
So, if you read the last chapter you know what happened between me and Em, to start us off on our loving ways I mean. (Aww, she just kissed me on the cheek.) You know we were doing that sixty-nine thing – that’s what Mommy says it’s called – that morning. When I found out that’s what it was called I said we got to do it sixty-eight more times and then start all over again. And since then I’ve lost track of how many times we’ve already started all over again, so you probably get the idea that we really love doing that with each other. And yeah, in case you are wondering, I do know why it’s called sixty-nine now.
Practice makes perfect, my mommy says, so we’ve practiced it so much that now I can actually feel my sister’s pussy pulsating – that’s Mommy’s word for it – I was gonna say vibrating, but we’ll get to vibrating later, wink. Anyway, as I was saying, I can actually feel her pussy pulsating on my fingers when she cums as I’m trying to push my tongue into her asshole as deeply as I can at the same time. She says the same thing about feeling my asshole pulsating on her finger when she licks my clitty to make me cum. I get so wild when her finger is in my butt as deep as she can get it until she runs out of finger, know what I mean?
Anyway, back to that morning. After we’d relaxed a bit on the bed, Mommy told us we’d better get up and go shower, and by then I had to pee so bad anyway, and so did Em, so we quickly made our way down the hall to the bathroom. Em got this sneaky look on her face when we got there and said we should shower together and save water. Mommy laughed and told us it was a good idea and might be fun, and then she went off to see what Johnnie was up to – he’s our brother, remember? He was three at the time and down in the family room playing.
Anyway I said okay to my sister’s suggestion and went to sit down on the toilet to pee. I bet you know what’s coming next, right? Well, you’re right ’cause she said to wait and pee in the shower, that’s what she was gonna do, and she pulled back the shower curtain and turned on the water before I could say anything. Pee in the shower, I thought to myself? What a cool idea. Actually, I’d done that before, but thought I was being naughty, so I’d never mentioned it. Told you I could be a little devil. So I giggled, and jumped right in behind her, screeching because the water was still cold, and waited until she adjusted it. Then she pushed me toward the back of the tub so neither of us was under the shower water.
I was ready to pee, bursting in fact by then, but just before I started to let go she said she’d show me how to do it right. And she kinda hunched her hips forward and spread her pussy lips wide open, telling me to do the same thing. Otherwise, she said, my pee would just go everywhere and run down my legs. Big deal, I thought to myself. We’re in the shower so what difference did it make. But she insisted and because I couldn’t hold on much longer I did what she said and then just let go. I started to squirt like a hose as she watched, giggling, and then she did the same thing herself. It was so funny. Our streams crisscrossed back and forth and then some of hers landed on one of my thighs and felt so warm. I found that by pulling my lips wider and twisting around a bit I could aim my pee in different directions and hit her too. Pretty soon, though, we both ran out and ended up giggling and hugging each other.
As you’ve probably guessed by now that was just the start of our pee games together and since then we’ve varied it a lot so that sometimes I’m laying down in the tub while she stands over me and pees, sometimes even on my pussy while I’m pulling it open. And wow, does it ever feel good squirting hard against my little clitty. When I’ve done that to her in return, I’ve peed all over her – on her pussy and her boobies, and even got her face this one time. I was so surprised when that happened ’cause she opened up her mouth and some of my pee actually went in and, oh my god, she swallowed it. Said I tasted yummy. So since then we’ve done it like that lots and now I even love to kneel in front of her with my mouth open right against her pee hole as she spreads her lips and pisses right down my throat. I have to be real fast to gulp it all down but I’m getting pretty good at it now.
In the summer we even have pee games out in the back yard by the pool – ’cause our yard is private – but I’ll tell you more about that later. After that first day of pissing in the shower together I found out that she and Mommy had been doing that for a while by then, so it wasn’t long before Mommy joined in our games with us. Except it kinda got a bit crowded in the shower with all three of us. Crowded, but cosy. Know what I mean?
Anyway, after we’d finished peeing that first day we both got under the hot water and rinsed off, then soaped each other together. And that was fun, rubbing the creamy goop all over our bodies. As you can probably guess we didn’t do ourselves – I did her and she did me. And we kinda lingered over those special places, as if you couldn’t guess. I had her bend over so her butt was facing me and lathered her cheeks, spreading them as best I could since everything was so slippery. But I managed to get her all soaped up between her globes and ‘specially around her asshole. Then she did the same to me, paying a lot of attention to my butt, and at my insistence, sliding a soapy finger in as deeply as she could to make sure I was real clean inside. I loved it, but at the same time I started to feel this urge to poop so I had to hold on to it by clenching my insides. If you’ve ever had to do that you know what I mean. That day, after we rinsed off, I quickly got out of the tub and, even before I towelled down, I rushed to the toilet and let go, making several loud splashes in the water. Relief! But Em still remembers that experience and it’s caused her to be really wary now when she plays with my butt – I think I already mentioned that – she’s afraid I’ll have an accident one day while she’s, like, you know, fingering or licking me there – giggle – which of course, I won’t.
After I finished pooping and wiping myself, and flushing it all away, my sister turned up her nose at the smell and then complained that she’d probably wasted her time cleaning my butt so well ’cause it probably needed cleaning again now. I reminded her that whenever she pooped and wiped she considered herself clean, didn’t she? And she had to admit that she did, so I didn’t get back in the shower again to ask her for a repeat performance, which I really would have loved to do as you can probably guess. I told her she didn’t waste her time because what she did probably helped me to poop as much as I did anyway, and then I teased her by telling her that she was lucky she hadn’t bumped into any of my poo when her finger was in there so deep.
Mommy just said, “So enough with the poop already, get on to something else.” Yes, Mommy – giggle. (Squirming in her lap.)
So, let’s see, what happened next? After we finished with the shower and got all dried off we pulled on clean pairs of panties and went downstairs where Mommy was getting our breakfasts ready in the kitchen. We thanked her for not waking us up early and making us go to school. Yay, we had a day off! As we ate our eggs and drank our juice we could hear Johnnie in the family room, still playing with his trucks, and after we finished we went in to join him and watch cartoons on TV. We giggled seeing him crawling around on the floor and he looked so funny when he actually sat on one of his trucks which was pretty big and used his pudgy legs to push himself around the room, all the time going ‘wroom, wroom.’ He looked even funnier that day because he was naked and his little thingy – well, we called it his stiffy because that’s what it got sometimes, know what I mean? – was flopping around on top of the cab of the truck he was riding.
One of the cartoons we were watching that day had two sister squirrels fighting over a nut they had found and one of them was trying to grab it away from the other but having a hard time getting the other one to let go of it. So she pounced on her sister and started tickling her, causing fits of baby squirrel giggles – bet you didn’t know squirrels giggled, did you?
Anyway, Em started to get playful with me on the couch and knowing how ticklish I was she pounced on me like the squirrel had and began attacking my ribs, which doubled me up giggling, just like the squirrel. She wouldn’t stop and I was screeching, trying to grab her hands and squirming around like crazy on the couch, eventually ending up across her lap. Johnnie had pushed his way over to us for a front row seat, laughing away himself and soon Mommy came in, wondering what all the noise was about.
“You’re gonna make me pee if you don’t stop,” I managed to cry out between spasms, but that didn’t seem to help. And I almost did, too, but Mommy broke us up finally, laughing at both of us.
“Not smart to do that,” she told Em, “especially on a full tummy,” she added, waggling her finger at her. “Now kiss and make up.”
“Don’t you mean make out?” I giggled, looking slyly at mom, and then at my sister. I wasn’t mad at Em because we always had fun messing around like that anyway. Johnnie had ‘motored’ away now that the fun was over and, straightening myself up, still on my sister’s lap, I gave her a big kiss on her lips which she returned in kind. And we were soon necking away like the lovers we had become until Mommy went, “Hmmm, girls? Your brother might wonder what’s got into you.” Oh, poo, I thought to myself as we broke apart.
“If you really want to kiss like that you should go to your room,” she added, with another of those mommy- winks of hers. Em giggled and slipped her hand down between my thighs as she started to struggle under me to lift me off. She just couldn’t keep her hands off of me.
“And Em can show you another kind of kiss, if you like,” Mommy added with a smile. Another kind of kiss I wondered? Later I discovered this was also something Mommy and her had done a few times, but at the moment I was very curious, and we soon ended up in our bedroom again, Mommy staying behind to watch our brother. I was anxious to find out what this new kissing was all about because, after all, we’d already necked and kissed each other’s pussies, so what else could there be?
I soon found out, didn’t I? Em had me lay down on the bed, kind of on my side, and then told me to lift one of my legs up in the air. Then she slid in between my legs facing me, with her legs spread too. As a result, both our pussies kinda scrunched together, the crotches of our panties making contact. My sister giggled. “So now our other lips are going to kiss,” she explained, smiling at me. Then I realized what the new kissing was all about and right away started wiggling against her, grinning away like a kid with a new toy. I had to admit it felt great and I couldn’t help but reach down with one of my hands to the waistband of my panties and pull them up tighter so my pussy lips bulged out on either side of the material as we rubbed back and forth. She did the same so that our lips were now kissing directly and I felt the crotch of my panties becoming wetter and wetter as the excitement grew.
After a while the elbow I was resting on got a bit tired and I slowed down a little. It was then that Em suggested we take off our panties and try it naked. Didn’t have to say it twice, and giggling again, we both stripped off our now soggy undies and threw them on the floor, resuming our ‘tribbing,’ as she later told me it was called, only this time with me on my back, legs spread, hips off the bed, and my sister on her side, our crotches rubbing together again. Our wet and slippery pussies felt so yummy kissing each other and were now making kind of sticky noises as they rubbed. I could feel that tingling beginning in my tummy again and I rubbed even more furiously, knowing that I was going to cum soon. And oh my god, did I ever. Em stopped moving as I froze against her, feeling the waves of pleasure roll through me. She knew we would probably not cum together so like a good big sister she let me enjoy the moment, as I learned later that Mommy had done for her when they first tried it.
As I was regaining my breath and starting to recover, the bedroom door opened and Mommy looked in, smiling at what she saw as Em nodded to her that it had gone exactly as they had both expected. Without waiting for any sign from my sister I immediately knelt down between her thighs and began kissing and licking her sweet, now very swollen pussy, taking my time to work her up so that when she finally exploded I could hear her muffled moaning, like music to my ears, knowing I’d given her the same kind of pleasure she’d given me. And as I looked up I could see why it was muffled. Mommy had come over to the bed and, down on her knees, was necking with Em who’d reached her hands back around mom’s neck, pulling her tightly against her face.
I guess that qualified as the second threesome we had with Mommy. There were many more to come.
Continue on to Chapter 4
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