By JetBoy
The three women stood quietly for a moment, as if suddenly realizing the enormity of what they were preparing to do. Then Anne unfastened the remaining buttons of her nightgown and shrugged the garment from her shoulders to puddle on the floor. She stood before her daughters, nude but for her panties.
“Like what you see?” she murmured.
Ellie and Sally gazed eagerly at their scantily clad mother. Anne had always taken good care of herself, and had the body to prove it. She was a full-figured woman, soft and curvy in all the right places. Her silky mane of dark red hair cascaded freely down to her shoulders, grazing the tops of her breasts.
“God, Mom,” breathed Sally, “you are sexy as hell.” She reached around to unfasten her skirt, casting it to one side to expose her shaved pussy. Grinning, Ellie tugged her sweater up and off.
“You two are the sexy ones,” Anne whispered as her daughters finished undressing. Soon they were both naked.
“You haven’t come yet, Mom,” cooed Ellie, kneeling before her mother, “we’ll have to do something about that.” She grasped the waistband of Anne’s panties, then slid them down to reveal the thick pubic tuft that adorned her mother’s cunt. “Ooooh, Mom…” Ellie sighed happily, “your pussy looks yummy.”
And with that, she buried her face in Anne’s thatch, extending her tongue to take a long, slow lick at the moist flesh of her mother’s sex.
“Jesus,” Anne gasped, cradling her daughter’s head, “that feels s-so good… oh, I’ve missed this.”
Eager to participate, Sally moved to her mother’s side. “Kiss me, Mom,” she demanded, her lips already parting as she claimed Anne’s mouth with hers.
Anne whimpered, sucking her daughter’s tongue into her mouth as Sally’s fingers brushed her creamy breasts. She moved her palm against her mother’s nipples in a circular motion, first one, then the other, teasing them to aching hardness.
Ellie, still kneeling before Anne, pressed her lips against her mother’s cunt in a hungry kiss, then slipped the tip of her tongue into Anne’s vaginal tunnel, circling the entrance.
Throwing her head back, Anne gasped, “Oh, my beautiful girls… I love you…”
Sally grinned down at her sister, now feasting avidly at their mother’s sex. “Hey, sis,” she murmured, “I think we ought to let Mom lie down before we fuck her.”
Ellie drew away, licking her lips. “OK,” she panted, then patted Anne’s bare hip. “C’mon, Mom… get that big, beautiful ass of yours on the bed. We’re just warming up here.”
Her legs unsteady, Anne slowly moved to the bed and lay down, parting her thighs for her wide-eyed daughters.
“Go ahead, sis,” invited Ellie, gesturing at their mother’s glistening sex. “You have a taste.”
Sally cooed with delight at the sight of her mother’s dripping pussy. “Mmmm… she does look good enough to eat.” And she crawled into the bed, lying down on her belly before Anne, inhaling deeply of the thick musk. “Your pussy smells great, Mom,” she sighed, then buried her nose and lips in the tawny curls of Anne’s bush.
Ellie padded over to the head of the bed, gazing down adoringly at her squirming mother. She bent to kiss Anne, who moaned in delight as her tongue emerged to lick in a circle around her daughter’s mouth, sampling and savoring the flavor of cunt. Meanwhile, Sally was lapping at her mother’s sex, her lips and chin now dripping with warm fluids.
Ellie began to trail kisses down her mother’s neck, pausing to press her lips into the hollow of Anne’s throat before continuing her sensuous journey. Reaching her mother’s breasts, she sucked a nipple between her lips, lightly teasing the pink tip with her teeth.
“Oh my God, you t-two are incredible,” Anne whispered, cradling Ellie’s face to her breasts. The girls seemed perfectly attuned to her body, as if being her daughters gave them a sixth sense for what she liked best. Or perhaps it was the taboo of incest that made the lovemaking so intense.
Whatever the reason, Anne felt intoxicated by love, giddy with sex. The sweet scent of her daughters’ skin, the soft suppleness of their naked bodies, the taste of their lips…
And with that, Anne thought of another part of her girls that she very much wanted to taste. So much so that her mouth was watering.
“Ellie,” she began, “climb on my face, baby… I want to, to lick you. I need your pussy. Oh, Sally — fuck, that feels s-so good!”
Sally’s mouth was fastened to Anne’s cunt, her tongue rolling around the walls of her mother’s vagina. This is the best, she thought. How could Ellie and I have given this up? Even better… now Mom’s part of it too. Sally buried her face even deeper between Anne’s trembling thighs, her heart radiant with joy.
Ellie’s eyes danced as she slowly straddled her mother’s face. “Yes, angel,” Anne gasped, “let me… I want t-to taste you… ” She licked her lips, awed by the sight of her daughter’s glistening pussy, now inches from her already open mouth. Raising her head from the pillow, she trailed the tip of her tongue through the dewy pink flesh.
“Ooooh, Mom,” Ellie moaned, “fuck, yes… lick me!”
Firmly grasping her daughter’s hips, Anne drew Ellie to her, pressing the young woman’s cunt to her mouth, then thrust her tongue into the dripping orifice.
“G-god, Sis,” Ellie gasped, “Mom has such a h-hot mouth… ohhhhhh, you’ve got to feel this! Yes, Momma… mmm, you’re eating my pussy so, so good!”
Sally was tongue-fucking her mother, probing the older woman’s lust-slicked vagina, feeling tremors of ecstasy pulsing through her womanly frame that grew more intense by the second. Sensing the nearness of her mother’s climax, Sally trailed her tongue up through Anne’s labia to the inflamed nubbin of her clitoris. She flicked at the crimson tip, then took it between her lips to suckle.
That did it. Anne emitted a muffled scream into her younger daughter’s cunt as a wave of pleasure rocked her body like a rolling thunderclap. She shook violently, hands clutching helplessly at the sheets. In the midst of it all, she rubbed her gasping mouth against Ellie’s cunt, not wanting to stop pleasuring her daughter.
Finally her climax began to wane. Sally was now nuzzling her inner thighs, and Anne renewed her cunnilingual activities, taking Ellie’s cunt into her mouth to drink deep of the young woman’s essence.
Ellie was swaying ecstatically atop her mother’s face. “Oh, Mom… yes, eat my fucking cunt… God, y-you are gonna make — oh! — m-make me come — oh, JESUS!”
A choked cry broke from Ellie’s throat, the young woman’s head thrown back as the most amazing orgasm came crashing down. She shuddered wildly, breath hissing through her clenched jaw, riding out her pleasure. Anne continued to lick her daughter’s pussy until, with a final gasp of disbelief, Ellie managed to stammer “N-n-no more, Mom…!” Raising herself from Anne’s now-glistening face, she collapsed upon the bed next to her mother.
“Christ,” Ellie panted, “I thought I might never stop coming…” She squirmed around on the bed until she could take her mother in her arms. “Mmm, Mom… that was awesome,” she cooed. “Now, how about a kiss?”
Their mouths met, and Ellie purred with delight as she sampled the taste of her own juices on her mother’s lips. Then she crushed her mouth to Anne’s, eagerly tongue-fucking the older woman.
“Hey, you two… save some for me,” said Sally, now on all fours above the incestuous lovers. She bent down to join in the passionate lip action between her mother and little sister, and then the three women were sharing a steamy three-way kiss. Ellie drew her big sister down to lie with her and Anne in a sweaty tangle of flesh.
“Mmmm… I think someone here needs to get her gun off in a big way,” Ellie giggled, reaching around to cup Sally’s ass. Her fingers delved between her sister’s legs from behind, tracing the sticky slit.
“Oh, God, yes,” Sally moaned, “it’s my turn. C’mon, you guys… make me come.”
Disentangling herself from the girls, Anne sat up. “I think have just what you need, child.” She stood, then padded over to a nearby armoire. The sister stared as their mother bent to open a large drawer, then rooted around inside. “Now, where did I…? Ah, here it is.” Turning to grin at her daughters, Anne held up a very lifelike eight-inch latex cock… one with a leather harness attached.
“Wow,” Sally breathed. “That’s… that’s one wicked looking toy, Mom. You want to use that on me?”
“Only if you can take it, honey,” teased Anne, the flesh-hued prick dangling from her fingers.
“Ohhhh, yeah,” enthused the older daughter. “Definitely. I want to be fucked.”
“Your wish is my command, daughter mine,” Anne replied, fastening the straps around her waist. “Now get on your back.”
Sally positioned herself for her mother’s cock — legs parted, knees up, hands resting lightly on her breasts. She brushed her nipples, making them stiffen.
Anne produced a tube of lubricant, but Ellie stopped her. “You won’t need that, Mom,” she purred, crawling between her big sister’s thighs. “I’ll get her nice and juicy for you.”
And with that, she bent down to swipe at the baby-smooth vulva with her tongue, licking the rosy flesh a few times before moving in to cover Sally’s cunt with her mouth.
“God almighty,” groaned Sally, “that hot little mouth of yours, El… mmmm, feels so goooood…”
Anne watched raptly, stroking the cock that jutted obscenely from her body as she savored the sight of Ellie going down on her big sister… her younger daughter’s mouth making small liquid noises as she feasted on Sally’s pussy. “Don’t finish her off, honey,” she cautioned.
Ellie started, lifting her head. Her lips and chin shone with Sally’s fluids. “Oops! Sorry ’bout that, Mom… almost forgot what I was doing.” She flopped down next to her sister. “Anyhow, she’s ready for you now.”
“Yeah… c’mere, Mom,” Sally cooed.
Anne climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her daughter’s parted thighs. She paused, shaking her head. “I wonder what I would have done if I’d caught you little sluts doing each other, back in the day?”
“Grounded us both for life, probably,” Ellie muttered, but with a wry smile.
“I don’t know, sis,” murmured Sally as she stared up at Anne, transfixed by her mother’s hungry eyes. “I kinda think she might have taken off her clothes and slipped into bed with us.” She placed her hands on Anne’s hips. “How ’bout it, Mom? If you’d seen El and me making love when we were kids, would it have turned you on?” Her fingers grazed the older woman’s belly. “I was about fifteen or so… Ellie was only ten. Would you have touched us, licked our cunts?”
“Shit, that’s wild,” whispered Ellie.
“I don’t know, honey,” Anne moaned, fondling her own breasts. “M-maybe I would have. Right now, I feel capable of… of anything. Christ, look what we’re doing now.” Her eyes narrowed. “Enough chitchat, missy. It’s time for you to take my cock.”
“Mmmm, yeah,” Sally moaned, a shiver rippling through her frame. “Do it, Mom… put it in.”
Taking the latex penis in hand, Anne carefully positioned the tip at the opening of Sally’s vagina, took a deep breath, then pressed forward.
Gasping as the bulbous head of the latex prick slipped inside, Sally slid both hands slid around Anne’s body to grab her mother’s generous ass. “Oh yeah, Mom — all the way in, that’s right, ohhh…” her voice trailing off into a moan as the older woman did exactly that. Sally’s eyes widened as, inch by glorious inch, the full length of cock entered her yielding body until their bellies were pressed together. She gaped in disbelief at her mother, her hips shifting about on the bed as she worked to fully accommodate the size and heft of Anne’s prick. She panted for breath, her thighs quivering uncontrollably. “God, Mom… oh, oh shit, that f-feels — ohhhh!”
“Sweet child,” Anne murmured, her body coming to rest on top of Sally’s. Their noses were nearly touching as she whispered “I adore you…” Then she glanced over at Ellie, giving her youngest daughter a loving smile. “Both of you. My precious girls… I can’t remember the last time I felt so — so alive.” And she kissed Sally, her tongue tracing the young woman’s parted lips.
Sally immediately responded, her tongue darting forth to tangle with Anne’s. She inhaled sharply as her mother’s pelvis drew back, withdrawing the slippery cock until only the tip remained inside… then Anne slowly penetrated her daughter again. Sally rose to meet her mother’s thrust, and their bodies began, slowly at first, to move in unison.
“Yessss!” Sally gasped, “j-just like that. Mmmmm… it’s, it’s perfect. Take me, yeah — anyway you want to, Mom…”
Ellie stared at the incredible spectacle of her own mother and older sister coming together in a hot lesbian fuck. She slid a hand between her thighs, sinking a finger into her pussy.
Anne’s hips started to churn, pumping in and out of her daughter in longer, deeper strokes. “H-h-harder, Mom,” panted Sally, “Don’t hold b-back. Oooooh! I can take it…” Their bellies began to slap together with each thrust, filling the room with the sharp staccato of flesh on flesh.
“I’m fucking you, baby,” moaned Anne, “Jesus, I can’t b-believe I’m doing this — fucking my own daughter, m-making love…”
“Yeahhhh, Mom… do it!” hissed Ellie, now working two fingers in and out of her vagina. With her free hand, she reached to cup Sally’s breast, rolling the nipple between index finger and thumb.
Sally twisted her head to stare dazedly at her baby sister. “C’mere, you,” she growled, “g-gimme a kiss.”
Ellie paused in her masturbation to claim Sally’s mouth, probing it with her tongue. Meanwhile their panting mother toiled up above them… her womanly frame pumping frantically, heavy breasts bobbling as she drove deep into Sally with each forward motion.
Feeling her big sister’s body stiffen slightly, Ellie knew that older girl was about to come. Breaking their kiss, the teen deftly slipped a hand between the two fucking women, seeking and finding Sally’s clit. Grinning wickedly, she lightly pinched the swollen nubbin.
Sally’s body seized up, a massive orgasm smashing into her like a fist… and a startled Ellie quickly covered her big sister’s mouth with the other hand to muffle her cries of ecstasy.
“Mmmmmppfff!” Sally bellowed into Ellie’s palm, the young woman’s face contorted grotesquely as white-hot surges of pleasure rocketed through her twitching frame. Anne continued to plow her daughter with all eight inches, her body glistening with sweat. Then with one final thrust, she froze in mid-motion, the latex cock as deep inside Sally as it could go.
Sally’s muffled cry rose to a choked squeak, every part of her rigid with sexual rapture as her climax topped out, then waned… and with that, she went limp.
Ellie sat back, propping herself up on an elbow to study her sister with a wry smile. “Awesome,” she cooed.
Sally lay dazed, her chest rising and falling with each gulp for breath. Anne bent to kiss her older daughter’s cheek, then carefully extracted the length of her strap-on from Sally’s channel, the head slipping out with a tiny wet sound. Then the forty-six-year-old mother wearily lay down between her girls, Ellie scooting over to make room.
“Jesus,” Anne mumbled, her head sinking into the pillow. “That was… one hell of a workout!”
But Ellie wasn’t really listening to her mother. Instead, her eyes were glued on the cock that still protruded from Anne’s pelvis, shiny with Sally’s vaginal fluids. Licking her lips, the lithe teenager rose to her knees. “Oh, yeah,” she breathed, “I gotta have some of that.” And without another word, she bent down to run her tongue over the toy — licking from the base to the head, which she then sucked into her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she purred, all dreamy-eyed, savoring the sweetness of big sister’s pussy.
Her mother stared, enthralled. “My, that’s a sexy sight…”
Ellie sat up, the rubbery phallus wobbling to and fro as it left her mouth. “Oh, that’s nothing. Watch this!” And she threw a leg over her mother, straddling the shiny cock. Reaching down to take its slippery length in one hand, she opened her cunt with two fingers, placed the tip at the opening and slowly lowered herself until her bottom touched Anne’s belly. The teen groaned ecstatically as she was impaled, taking in every inch of Mommy’s dick.
Anne gaped at her youngest daughter’s boldness, then sighed wistfully. “Well, I guess you aren’t a virgin anymore…”
Breathing heavily, Ellie still managed a giggle. “Well, no… I’m n-not, Mom — ohhhh that feels good! — but I’ve never been with a boy.” She pointed at her sister, who had regained her breath and was watching the hot mother-daughter spectacle. “She took my cherry with her — oooohh! — with her vibrator, after I t-turned eleven.” She wriggled her hips ecstatically. “Jeez, your cock feels amazing, Mom… wish we’d had one of these back then…”
Anne glanced from Ellie to Sally, an appalled expression on her face. “Eleven years old!?” Her mouth twisted, and she shook her head. “Couple of little perverts,” she muttered. Then she laughed. “Listen to me talking… the mom who’s fucking her daughter with a strap-on cock.”
Reaching for her mother’s hands, Ellie placed them on her own breasts. “That’s right, Mommy, that’s right… you’re a pervert too, and ohhhh, oh God I love you for it!” She inhaled sharply, eyes widening as she moved her pelvis in a slow circle, feeling the ribbed penis press against her vaginal wall.
“Me too!” giggled Sally, moving to embrace Anne.
“And I love you both,” moaned the older woman. “This is… it’s the wildest, best sex I’ve ever had.”
“Oh, it’s gonna get even wilder,” panted Ellie as she began to raise and lower herself upon the jutting prick. Anne started to move in tandem with her daughter, but Ellie halted her motion with a shake of her pretty head. “No, no… relax, Mom,” cooed the teen. “You just fucked the holy hell out of Sally… now let me do the work.”
Years of jogging every morning before breakfast had given Ellie strong, supple legs, and now she was flexing them to pump her body up and down, riding her mother, mouth hanging slack as she picked up speed. Her cunt was so wet that the cock made tiny slurping sounds as it plunged in and out, in and out to Ellie’s increasingly frantic thrusts.
While her sister bucked and rocked atop their mother, Sally nuzzled Anne’s ear, both hands moving to cup the woman’s generous breasts. “Sweet Momma,” she whispered, rolling over to gaze down at her.
Anne stared longingly at her oldest child, their noses nearly touching. “Baby…” Her tongue emerged to tease Sally’s lips, then mother and daughter came together in a ravenous soul kiss.
“Oh yeah,” gasped Ellie as she rode her mother’s eight inches, staring down at the back of Sally’s head. “Let m-me see you g-guys kiss… oh God, let me w-watch…”
Without breaking apart, daughter and mother moved to give Ellie what she wanted — Sally shifting back onto her side, Anne following her eldest child’s lead. The two women kissed lewdly, tongues tangling together in a lustful dance intended to fan the flames of the younger sister’s arousal.
It worked and then some. A choked cry exploded from Ellie’s throat, quickly muffled when she clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the sounds of her rapture as the seventeen-year-old was consumed by her third and most powerful orgasm of the night.
Anne and Sally fell apart, staring up in awe at Ellie. The teen was now hunched over, gripping a flexing thigh with her free hand as she fucked her mother’s cock with quick, slashing thrusts, panting “Huh! Huh! Huh!” into her palm with each stroke.
Suddenly Ellie’s hips went rigid, cutting off her up-and-down movements in mid-thrust, all eight-inches buried inside her body. The girl uncurled her frame, throwing her head back, face pointed to the ceiling. She was utterly still but for a barely perceptible shiver, more felt than seen.
Then the teen seemed to deflate, slumping forward as she released her held breath in a long, slow exhalation.
Rising to her knees, Sally took hold of her baby sister’s arm, helping a very dazed Ellie dismount from her mother, then laying her down as gently as she was able. She bent to kiss Ellie’s flushed cheek, then turned to Anne as the older woman was unfastening the harness to her strap-on and gingerly removing it.
The jutting cock glistened with the thick honey of womanly passion. Anne examined it with a knowing smile, then turned to Sally. As her eyes met those of her oldest daughter, she took a long, slow lick up the length of the toy, then proffered it to the young woman. “Like to share?”
Grinning, Sally leaned in to swipe at the sticky cock with her tongue; then she and her mother eagerly cleaned every trace of vaginal juices from its surface, pausing occasionally to sample the essence of Ellie’s sex from each other’s lips.
This happy task accomplished, Anne placed the device upon the bed, next to her feet. She and Sally shared a quick kiss, then both women moved to lie down on either side of the damp, flushed Ellie, framing the girl.
“Heeeyyy, Sis,” Sally drawled. “Still in the land of the living, are we?”
“Barely,” the teen mumbled, not bothering to open her eyes. “I think maybe…” and her voice trailed off into a contented yawn before she could finish her sentence, “maybe I exploded!” Pursing her lips in concentration, she wiggled her toes, then fingers. “Nope, I’m still in one piece. One tired, sweaty, smelly piece.”
Anne nuzzled her daughter’s chest. “Well, I think you smell wonderful after sex, sweetheart.” She lightly kissed Ellie’s nipple, then slowly sat up, wrapping both arms around her knees. “Listen, girls,” she murmured, her voice suddenly taking a sober tone, “we need to talk about… about this.”
“Okay,” Sally quietly replied. Ellie nodded in agreement as she slowly raised herself onto one elbow, still breathing deeply.
Anne continued. “I guess the most important question is this.” She took a moment to think, carefully considering her words. “What we did, the three of us… was it a one-time event, or… or will we make love again?” She paused. “Should we?”
The girls’ eyes met and held for a long, sweet while. What each saw in the other’s face was love; a love that went far beyond the blood bond of sisterhood. Sally blushed as Ellie’s hand crept into hers, giving it a small squeeze. Then they turned back to Anne, both smiling.
Sally spoke first, as she usually did. “Mom, the thing is — well, Ellie and I, we’ve been apart for much too long…” She glanced at her sister’s face once again, drinking in the adoration she saw there before shifting back to Anne. “…and we’re going to be lovers again, just like it used to be.” Sally placed a hand upon her mother’s shoulder. “You can be a part of that too, Mom… if you want it.”
“Oh, my,” Anne whispered, suddenly dazed as she caught the meaning of her daughter’s words. “Honey, I don’t know…”
“C’mon, Mom,” Ellie spoke up, “we have to be together.” She leaned in closer, her eyes dancing. “Dad’s not giving you what you need anymore — and you aren’t with anyone else right now, you said so. Why not… be with us?”
Sally allowed her hand to glide up her mother’s neck to touch Anne’s flushed cheek. “You’re still sexy and desirable, Mom… you need a lover. A real lover. That could be us… Ellie and me. Your lovers.”
“It’s perfect!” squealed Ellie in a loud whisper, making the bed shake as she bobbed her head excitedly. “And way romantic, too. Think about it, you guys… all the stuff we could do! We could go out on a date in the minivan, all three of us… then go somewhere private and get totally crazy in the back!” She seized the still-moist strap-on, then brandished it before her mother. “Can I fuck you with this, Mom?”
“Enough, you two!” Anne hissed, and they fell silent. She glared at her daughters for a few seconds, then finally laughed, rolling her eyes. “Christ almighty, the way you girls team up on me… no wonder I always let you get away with murder.”
“Well, Mom,” began Ellie, grinning hugely, “what we want is way nicer than committing homicide…”
“Shush, child, and listen to me,” Anne demanded. “Both of you.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “I adore you two, you know that. What we shared together just now was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had. And I’m… flattered that you want me to be a real lover to you. But I’m not sure that I can be both a mom and a girlfriend.” Both daughters opened their mouths to speak, but Anne held up a hand to silence them. “If you two want to be in a serious relationship, you’ve got my blessing… though I do think that you’ll have to keep it secret. And I’ll make love with either of you — or both of you — whenever you want me… but I think that’s taking things far enough between us for now.” She laughed, running nervous fingers through her hair. “I suppose what I’m saying is… I’d like to keep this little affair of ours casual.”
Sally grinned sheepishly. “Okay, Mom. Guess we shouldn’t get too carried away…”
“Well, I kinda like the idea of having my mom for a girlfriend,” Ellie cooed, “but regular sex works for me, thanks.”
Anne smiled sweetly at her daughters. “But I’m not saying that you shouldn’t, well… romance me. Who knows? I might just fall in love with you both if you try…”
Surprised, the two young women stared at their mother. Ellie broke the silence, shaking her head in what might have been admiration. “Jeez, Mom — you’re weird, but I sure do love you.”
“I love you too, Mom,” added Sally. “And I don’t think you’re so weird — especially compared to Miss Thing here.” She patted her sister’s bottom with a smirk, and Ellie replied by sticking out her tongue.
Anne took a deep breath. “Well, girls… I had a marvelous time sharing my bed with you,” she cooed, the end of her sentence trailing off into a long yawn. She stretched herself luxuriously. “But it is getting late… time to break up this little party, I think.”
“I guess,” Ellie muttered reluctantly. “Wish we could all sleep together, though.”
Anne shook her head. “No, hon. We can’t take even the slightest chance of your father catching us… not if you want to keep this, this thing — I’m not even sure what to call it, what we’re doing. Pure insanity, I’d say. And if Ron found out, it would be a disaster for us all.”
“I know, I know,” the teen sighed, pouting a bit.
“Hey, at least you guys get to fuck next week… and the week after that!” Sally retorted. “Shit, I have to be back on the East Coast first thing Monday morning for that damned teacher’s assistants meeting.”
“Hmmm… I have an interesting idea,” Anne said slowly, a flicker of sudden excitement in her eyes. “Why don’t I tell your father that we three want to have some… some girl time together, and that we’ll be staying at the Chevoor for a couple of nights?”
“Oooooh!” squeaked Ellie. “That’s a killer plan!”
“Not so loud, El!” Sally whispered fiercely before turning to her mother. “God, that’s the swankest hotel in town… won’t Dad be pissed at being left out?”
Anne snorted. “Believe me, having the house all to himself is the kind of vacation Ron dreams of. He can have friends over for an all-night poker game, make a huge pot of that disgusting hobo chili of his and watch porno tapes for hours — the ones he doesn’t think I know he has, by the way.” She giggled. “As for me and my darling daughters… we’ll be stark naked in a luxury suite at the Chevoor, indulging our every wicked whim.”
“Cool! Can we do the spa, Mom? Can we, can we?” Ellie bounced eagerly in place.
“Oh, of course,” Anne replied. “We’ll do it up in style — having meals sent up, ordering bottles of vintage wine…” She saw Ellie’s face light up at that, and laughed. “Yes, honey, you can have some.”
“Get a room with a jacuzzi, Mom,” Sally added. “I’ve always wanted to fool around in one.”
“And we can watch some hot lesbian porn!” Ellie grinned. “I hear they have a huge X-rated movie selection.”
“But mainly,” Anne cooed, “we’ll be making love in every way imaginable. In fact, we’re going to fuck each other silly.” She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue, gazing hungrily at her daughters. “Are you two into… anal sex?” The girls both nodded. “Good… I love taking it in the ass, and it’s been ages.” She grimaced. “I never could interest your father… he calls it ‘unnatural’. So — are either of you interested in butt-fucking your mom?”
Ellie’s eyes flashed. “Totally!” she squealed.
“Yeah, I’d be into that,” said Sally. “Um, I like a little back door action myself, so maybe one of you guys could do me that way, too…?”
“Oh, yes… this little trip is definitely happening,” Anne purred. “I’m making the reservations first thing in the morning.”
“God, this is gonna be totally insane,” Ellie enthused. “I can’t wait!”
“Pack light, girls… I plan to keep you both naked for pretty much the entire stay. Bring your sex toys, though, if you have them.” She laughed. “But that’s for tomorrow. Now get to bed, you two. I’m fading fast. First, though,” she added, “one goodnight kiss apiece.”
Eyes sparkling, Ellie moved first, leaning in to crush her mouth to Anne’s, quickly bringing an eager tongue into play. Mother and daughter hummed pleasurably as their kiss deepened; tongues meeting, mingling.
Finally Anne broke the passionate connection. “Down, girl,” she panted, staring at her flushed child. “You’ll get me worked up all over again.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t mind…” breathed Ellie, reaching up to cup her mother’s breasts.
Anne shook her head, but with an affectionate smile. “Patience, honey… we’ll make love over and over again, I promise you. Every kind of pleasure that women can share. But for now…” She placed a tiny kiss on Ellie’s nose. “Momma needs her beauty sleep, okay?”
“Oh, Mom,” Ellie giggled, allowing herself to topple over onto her back, “come off it. You’re beautiful now.”
Anne laughed. “I love you too, sweetheart.” She shifted her gaze to Sally. “Your turn…”
Sally approached slowly, eyes locked with Anne’s. Kneeling before her, she sought out her parent’s mouth with her own. Unlike Ellie, the older daughter chose a far more tender approach, her lips silky-soft as they lightly brushed those of her mother.
Anne moaned, lips parting just enough for Sally’s tongue to slip between them, the young woman kissing her with a passion that glowed rather than burned. Sally licked a slow, sensuous circle around her mom’s mouth, cupping the older woman’s face in both hands.
They gently parted, eyes opening simultaneously. Sally and her mother stared at one another for several heartbeats, then Anne said “My gracious,” in a faint voice. Glancing from one daughter to the other, she said, “Thank you, girls. You’ve made me happy tonight… happier than I can put into words.” She rose somewhat shakily to her feet. “Help me fix the blankets, will you?”
No words were spoken as the three women straightened the skewed covers, then turned them down for the night. This accomplished, Anne climbed into bed, tugging the blanket up to her shoulders as she settled in. “See you in the morning… we’re having blueberry pancakes.” She pointed at the floor. “Don’t forget your clothes.”
Sally and Ellie quickly gathered up their scattered things, then each bent in turn to kiss her mother’s cheek before padding toward the door. “Good night, Mom… love you,” whispered Sally.
“Love you, Mom. Night-night,” added Ellie as she cautiously opened the door into the hallway and peered out.
“Good night, girls. I love you both.” Anne blew her daughters a kiss, then extended a hand to switch off the table lamp, sending the room into darkness.
Giving their mother one last smile, Sally lifting her hand in a fleeting wave, the sisters tiptoed into the hall, carefully shutting the door behind them. Then Ellie, her clothes clutched in one hand, seized her big sister’s wrist with the other, leading Sally across the long corridor to their old bedroom.
Once inside, Ellie quickly closed the door behind them. “Fuck that icebox that we call a guest room,” she cheerfully announced. “You’re sleeping in my bed tonight!”
Sally laughed. “How can I refuse such a charming offer?”
“You can’t. C’mon — let’s get under the covers.”
The sisters crawled into bed, shifting about as they got comfortable. Finally they lay spooned together, Ellie’s bottom nestled against the warmth of Sally’s mound.
“Jeez, that was amazing!” Ellie suddenly blurted. “God, I still can’t believe it really happened…”
“It did, though,” murmured Sally, resting her chin on her sister’s shoulder.
“We fucked our own mother, Sal,” the younger girl said in an awed tone. “We had sex with Mom.”
“That’s not all that happened, though,” Sally replied. “You and I… we found each other again.” She searched for and found her sister’s hand, squeezing it tightly. “How did it happen, El? How could we have drifted apart like we did?”
“I don’t know, Sal… we just did.”
A heavy sigh. “Five fucking years… just thinking about it makes me want to cry.”
Ellie wriggled around to face her big sister, firmly grasping her arm. “Don’t you dare, Sally Stratton… you’ll have me crying too.”
“I won’t. Anyhow, it doesn’t matter… I’ve got you back, and this time it’s for keeps.” She nuzzled Ellie’s face. “I love you, El.”
“Me too, Sal. So… it’s really true, about you and me — we’re real lovers and, and, and everything?”
“Yeah. Especially everything.”
Ellie propped herself up on one elbow, gazing at her big sister in the moonlight that spilled like milk through the open drapes. “What about Mom? She says she just wants to be, y’know, casual… but do you think we can, m-make her fall in love with us? Cause that seems like — like something I really want to do now.” She thoughtfully nibbled her lip. “Maybe… I’ve felt that way about her for a long time, and just didn’t know.” Lying down again, she reached out for Sally, wrapping her arms around the older girl. “When I think about you, me and Mom being in love for real… jeez, it’s making me tingle all over!”
Sally touched Ellie’s cheek. “I feel that way, too… we can’t push her, though, El. Let’s just make her know how much we want her, how strong our love is… somehow I think we can win her in the end.” She yawned, stretched. “Okay, let’s talk about this later, babe — we need to get some shut-eye. Just ’cause we stayed up late doing the wild thing with Mom doesn’t mean she won’t be rousting us from bed for breakfast at 9:30.”
“Blueberry pancakes, I know. Um, Sally… I know it’s late, but, well… I was kinda hoping that we could, y’know, fuck before we go to sleep…?”
Sally’s eyes opened, and she stared incredulously at her sister. “Damn, girl… you are insatiable.”
Ellie giggled. “Just call me horny, ma’am.”
Sally couldn’t help but grin. “Welllll…” she drawled, “I did get pretty turned on myself, watching you ride Mom like a rodeo cowboy…”
Ellie rolled onto her back. pulling Sally on top of her. “Take me,” she breathed, wrapping her lithe legs around the older girl. “Have your way with me. I wanna be your baby-sister fuck toy.”
Her pulse galloping, Sally felt Ellie’s open cunt rub against her lower belly… and she responded, grinding back against the sticky hot flesh. “Kinky bitch,” she growled, moving her pelvis in tight little circles.
Ellie raised her head to bite at Sally’s ear, making her big sister squeal in surprise. “Don’t analyze me, sis,” she whispered, allowing both sets of fingernails to travel slowly down her lover’s back, “just do me.” Suddenly, a wicked smile flashed upon her face. “Sally… let’s pretend it’s our first time again, and I’m only ten, and I have to let you do whatever you want, but I’m cool with it…”
Before Sally could speak, Ellie uncoiled her body from her sister’s… lying flat on her back beneath the older girl. The feral glint had vanished from the teen’s eyes, and she gazed up in a mixture of wonder and awe at her beloved big sister. “Sal…” she moaned in a soft, little-girl voice. “Oh, Sally, this feels s-so nice… what’re you doing to me?”
The blood seemed to roar through Sally’s veins as she stared down at the transformed Ellie. “Making love to you, El,” she gasped. “Making love.” And, lowering herself onto the slighter body stretched out beneath hers, she claimed the mouth of her baby sister in a fierce, heated kiss.
*****
The original version of “…and I’ll show you mine,” only went as far as the first chapter. After its posting, I received more requests for a sequel than for anything I’d ever written. Not wanting to disappoint my half-dozen or so readers, I began to think about how best to approach such a project.
Turn back the calendar to nearly two years earlier, when Leslita author Kathy-Anne Niemann posted a great story entitled “After Eighteen Years,” about a pair of sisters who were lovers nearly two decades earlier. The story ended on a bit of a cliffhanger, and I immediately emailed Kathy-Anne to beg her for a second chapter. She politely declined, but generously offered to let yours truly pick up the story’s thread.
Anyhow, when I was pondering a sequel to “…and I’ll show you mine,” it occurred to me that my version of Kathy-Anne’s story, with a few appropriate changes, would be ideal for the job. Once again, I emailed her to get permission, which she kindly granted. I ended up packing enough material on both ends of her plot to stretch the thing out to six times its original length, being such a wordy bastard. My fervent thanks to Kathy-Anne, both for her writing and her kindness.
