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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!

 

Ripples, Chapter 15

  • Posted on June 22, 2019 at 1:57 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

The Chamber of Commerce meeting at the town hall had become a fractious one. Jess had given an impassioned and eloquent speech, describing how her father, who had been a successful business man employing many locals, had always fought for the community. In far too many small towns across England, neighborhoods were becoming ghost towns, with both independent and large chain stores closing amid the dominance of online shopping, or done in by the high business rates and rents for traditional brick-and-mortar retailers.

One of the best decisions from the local Town Council in recent years was to provide lots of free parking to encourage residents to frequent the high street, rather than out-of-town retail parks or big city shopping centres like the new one in Oxford. Another key factor was the diversity of shops, including chic stores like Jessica’s, and a wide range of restaurants, pubs and coffee shops. When one business closed, it was quickly replaced by another. Retailers expected to pay a price to tempt shoppers to drive into town, but some countered that the proposed business rates increase would bring about the demise of the high street.

With no consensus in sight, the meeting finished much earlier than expected and Jess decided to catch up with some of the other local business owners. As she glanced around to see who else was staying after, she heard her name called from behind. She turned, and was greeted by a smiling Stella approaching with arms wide.

As they hugged, Stella said, “I was hoping I’d see you here, how are you?”

“Hi, Stella. Fine, thanks… or at least I was, until the bloody council started playing silly buggers.”

As she chatted, Jess felt herself begin to flush, recalling the last time she’d seen Stella — and how she had fondled herself to orgasm in her office after ogling the woman’s twin daughters in their sexy underthings. Remembering what she had overheard Stella saying to the girls — I know you both have a crush on Jessica, and I understand, she’s an incredibly sexy woman — Jess wondered, not for the first time, if her friend was gay.

Jess couldn’t recall ever seeing Stella with a man at any of the events they’d attended… or with a woman, for that matter. Jess knew she had married young, long before her switch from hippy chick to entrepreneur, and had divorced not long after the twins were born. She’s still got her looks, not to mention plenty of money in the bank, Jessica mused. Plenty of guys must see her as a real catch, but she isn’t biting.

Another snatch of that overheard conversation suddenly popped into Jessica’s head, something Stella had said to the twins that hinted at more than a normal mother/daughter relationship between them. Given all that she’d experienced herself over the last few weeks, Jess began to wonder if Stella was a kindred spirit.

Her thoughts were wandering ever so slightly, but Stella’s next remark brought them back. “Listen, Jess, why don’t you and the girls come over to mine one weekend for lunch? I just laid in a case of a very respectable Bordeaux and we can share a bottle, along with the latest gossip.”

“That sounds great, Stella, I’d love to. I know the girls will enjoy hanging out with your twins.”

“Fab, it’s a date. I’ll call you to arrange it. Must dash, I have to get back to the girls.” They hugged again, a little longer than usual, before dabbing kisses on each other’s cheeks before Stella left with a cheery wave. Jess departed soon after.

As she made her way back home, Jessica’s mind was initially focused on the intransigence of the council, but as she traversed the rolling hills to the sparsely populated countryside near her village, her mood lightened. She thought about Stella, trying to picture her naked and exploring sexual pleasure with her girls. Imagine, making love to twin daughters. Well, I’ve experienced half of that.

She chuckled, but felt a pang of arousal as she wondered if her own lovely, sexy daughter would still be up, waiting for her to return home. If I know her, she’s probably waiting in my bed, wearing nothing but a smile.

A warm feeling washed over her as she anticipated the sweet softness of Alice’s smooth skin against hers. Jess knew she still had to find the right moment to tell Alice and Katie that she and Rachel had elected to become a lesbian couple. It would probably be easier if I discussed it with Alice first, given that she already knows about Rachel and me having sex. With Katie completely unaware of her mother’s newly discovered passion for other women — and girls, too, let’s face it — she wasn’t sure how her nine-year-old would take it, or even if she knew what a lesbian was.

She was also worried about Katie keeping the news to herself, once she knew the truth. Although Jess trusted her middle child to do as she was asked and respect Mummy’s privacy, it was in the nature of girls that young to blurt things out to their friends, sometimes without even meaning to.

Don’t know why I care so bloody much, she told herself, making a face. If I’m a lesbian, it seems silly to be so damned secretive about it. Before very much longer, that closet’s going to be too small to hold me. Still… she didn’t quite feel ready to announce to the world, “I’m gay.” Soon, she vowed.

She emptied her mind of that quandary; at that moment, she was dreaming of a knee-trembling orgasm in the arms of her beloved eldest daughter.

Arriving home, she left the car on the drive — closing the door as quietly as she could, in case the opening and closing of the rickety old garage door woke the girls. The house was in darkness, except for a small glow behind the curtain to Alice’s window. Perhaps she’s reading, or maybe warming herself up for me. I think I’ll surprise her.

Jess opened the front door quietly, closing and locking it behind her. Slipping off her shoes, she went into the kitchen to leave her keys and bag, then checked the living room to make sure the TV and lights were off. As she opened the door, she detected a familiar scent; the thick, unmistakable tang of cunt.

Looks like my little minx got a head start down here before going to her room. She smiled, her body pulsing with anticipation.

Satisfied all was in order, Jess began to climb the stairs — then she stopped dead after a few steps. There were sounds coming from above; the unmistakable sound of a young girl in the throes of sexual release. She listened for a moment, then smiled, already anticipating the pleasure of watching her daughter masturbate.

Then the smile quickly vanished from her face. Alice was talking to someone… begging them to lick her!

Jessica’s first impulse was to rush upstairs, then the thought crossed her mind that perhaps Alice was fantasising out loud, thinking about being licked by her mother. But then, she heard the word ‘Katie’.

Jess was suddenly confused… and shocked. Is Alice having sex fantasies about her nine-year-old sister?

To her astonishment, the thought actually made her tremble, her body heat rising. Since her last chat with Rachel, Jessica had found herself wondering if — or even when — she might develop the same sort of sexual relationship with Katie that she had with Alice. Once again, she recalled the morning Katie caught them in bed together, the flimsy excuse she’d given the girl to explain it, and the look on Katie’s face when Jess had paraded nude in front of her.

She was still frozen to the spot, straining to hear what other naughty thoughts her wicked little angel might utter. Jess thought she could pick out the squelching sounds of fingers thrusting furiously in and out of a juicy cunt, and her heartbeat quickened at the thought of sneaking into Alice’s room, crawling between the twelve-year-old’s thighs and feasting on her luscious slit.

Jess began to mount the stairs again, moving quietly as possible, wanting to spy on Alice for a moment without giving her presence away, relishing the prospect of watching the girl pleasure herself. She toyed with the notion of discarding her clothes as she went, but decided against it — too many questions if one of the other girls woke up and caught their mum stripping naked in the hallway.

Reaching the landing, she crept along the hall, Alice’s ecstatic moans growing louder with each step. The girl was clearly on the verge of climax. If she makes any more noise, it could wake Katie up! I certainly hope that she has those bathroom doors closed…

She reached the landing just outside the open doorway, then froze in mid-step, staring in disbelief at the sight before her.

Alice was nude, leaning back against a mound of pillows, her legs spread wide apart, with an equally naked Katie lying between them, licking her big sister’s slit.

A rush of blood went to Jessica’s head, making her giddy, while a twinge of heat made itself felt in her knickers. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen. Her eyes were drawn to the perfect little orbs of Katie’s pale bum, jiggling in time with her bobbing head as she traced Alice’s sex again and again with eager swipes of the tongue.

Then Jess shifted her gaze to the older girl, taking in the dreamy, ecstatic expression on Alice’s face as she took pleasure from her little sister. I’ve never seen her so gorgeous, Jess thought.

She absently toyed with the buttons on her dress, staring in wonder at her children, her beautiful sexy daughters, as they coupled like lovers.

Alice moaned loudly, clearly on the cusp of sexual release, and Jess glanced down the hallway towards Poppy’s room at the end, concerned that her youngest daughter might awaken, then emerge to investigate. As she looked back at the erotic tableau before her, Alice gave a strangled cry, her body stiffening in orgasm. This was too much for Jess, and she slumped against the door frame.

Neither of the girls noticed. Katie continued to lick her sister’s pussy, while Alice panted and whimpered, lost in rapture, and Jess watched the whole thing — embarrassed to be spying on her daughters during such an intimate moment, but unable to tear herself away.

Finally, Alice relaxed with a sigh. Katie slowly sat up, tasting and savouring the nectar that coated her lips. Glancing sideways, she caught sight of Jessica, standing in the darkened hallway. Eyes widening in horror, Katie cried, “Mum!”

Still dazed from her orgasm, Alice raised her head from the pillow, seeing her mother framed in the doorway. No emotion crossed her face — she just gazed at Jessica, waiting for whatever was going to happen.

As Jess entered the room on shaky legs, Katie flew into motion — leaping from the bed in a panic and searching frantically for her nightdress, stealing quick glances at her mother. Scooping the garment up from the floor where she’d let it fall, the nine-year-old clutched it to her bare body.

“S-sorry, Mum!” Katie gasped, close to shedding tears. “We were just… I m-mean, we were…” Knowing that she had nothing to offer in the way of an excuse, she fell silent, her lower lip quivering.

Though her heart was pounding frantically, Jess managed a calm smile. “It’s okay, Katie… I’m not angry with you, I promise. Can you go to your room for just a moment? I need to speak privately with your sister.”

The young girl turned and fled, almost dashing into the bathroom — then stopped. Turning back, peering timidly into her sister’s room, she said, “Mum? Please don’t be cross with Alice. It’s n-not her fault.”

“I’m not cross with her, either,” Jess said. “Now run along, sweetheart. I’ll talk to you in a minute.” With a nod, Katie made a hasty exit, pulling both doors shut behind her.

In contrast, Alice was completely calm. She rose slowly and sat on the edge of the bed, making no effort to cover her nakedness, looking into her mother’s eyes. Though she didn’t let it show, the twelve-year-old was enormously pleased. She hadn’t planned on getting caught — but now that Mum knew, Alice immediately recognized a good opportunity when she saw one . Now, if I play my cards right…

Suddenly feeling exhausted, Jessica closed the bedroom door, her face a mixture of shock and confusion; shock at witnessing her daughters in the throes of lesbian incest, confusion at how turned on she’d been by the sight — although “turned on,” didn’t even come close to describing the rush of sexual heat that coursed through her body at that instant. Her knickers were wet enough to wring out.

Seating herself heavily on the edge of the bed, Jess bent to cover her face with both hands. “What have I done?” she whimpered. “This is all my fault; it’s all happening too fast. I’ve turned you into some kind of lesbian nymphomaniac.”

What’s a nymphomaniac? Alice wondered, but sensed that this wasn’t the best time to ask. Instead, she quickly put an arm around her mother. “No, Mum, it’s not your fault at all. I already knew I was a lesbian, and I really wanted what happened between us. I practically forced you into it, don’t you remember?”

Jess turned to Alice, giving the girl a fixed stare. “What about Katie? Did you ‘force’ her into this?”

“Mum!” Alice cried, pulling her arm away. “How can you even think I’d do something like that? Now you’re being totally unfair. You were standing there and watching us, weren’t you? Did it even look like Katie was, was licking me when she really didn’t want to?”

“I’m sorry, sweetie,” Jessica said, hastening to soothe the agitated girl. “You’re right, of course, on both counts. I was watching you, and yes, Katie was clearly a… a willing participant. I take back what I said, okay?”

“Okay,” Alice said, calm once more. “Um… I’m sorry I got mad.”

“Let me ask you this, then: how long have you and Katie been doing these things?”

“Tonight was the first time we really did anything, Mum. Remember a few days ago, after I got back from camp? I was upstairs before dinner, checking that sex story website I told you about for anything new. Well, I didn’t hear Katie come in… and she saw what I was reading and that I was touching myself. She started asking questions, so I told her about how I liked girls.”

“You did?” Jess cut in. “Was she okay with that?”

“Not upset, if that’s what you mean,” Alice replied. “More… curious, really. She asked me some questions, and it got me thinking about, um, you and me. I figure that if we keep making love, Katie is gonna catch us sooner or later — she nearly did that first time, remember?”

Jessica made a face. “I do.”

“Well, that got me wondering if I should, you know, teach Katie some things. After all, I am her big sister — I’m supposed to help her with stuff like that, right? Before tonight, though, all we really did was talk. Well, I let her watch me masturbate one time… and I was in the shower with her when you knocked on the door the other morning, but we weren’t doing anything, just washing each other some.”

Jess stared at Alice, listening intently. “And how did it come to… this? Her going down on you?”

“Tonight, after Poppy went to bed, Katie asked me to tell her more about girls having sex, and I thought it was easier to show her how to masturbate to start with. So I did, and she touched herself till she came. Then later, as I was tucking her into bed, she asked me how I learned all this stuff. I didn’t want to lie, so I, errr… well, I told her about that first night. About you and me.”

Jess felt an icy twinge of fear, thinking about the awful consequences of her secret getting out. She glanced towards the bathroom door — the one Katie had departed through — then back at Alice. “What did she have to say about that?”

“Don’t worry, Mum,” Alice murmured, taking her mother’s hand. “She was pretty shocked at first, but wanted to know more, lots more. In fact, well… when I told Katie about how I licked your pussy that first time, she asked me right away if I’d do that with her.”

“My God,” Jess said, her brow furrowed in disbelief. “So that’s when you…”

“Not quite. I didn’t want to rush things. Besides, it was getting a little late, so I promised to teach her another day, and she went off to bed.” Giving her mum a sheepish grin, she continued. “The thing is, after she left… well, I got to feeling all hot and crazy and, and I kinda started to play with myself while I was thinking about you, waiting for you to come home. But Katie… she heard me, I guess, and came in to see what I was doing. She looked so, so cute in that cotton nightie of hers! I couldn’t help myself, Mum, and… well, you saw what happened.”

Rising to her feet, Jessica began to pace the room, a stricken expression on her face. “I don’t know about this, Alice. It’s all going too fast. I — I’m not sure we should be doing these things anymore.”

Alice was shaking her head. “Don’t think that, Mum. Please don’t feel bad about what you and I did. Making love with you was — it was beautiful. I’ve never been so happy, not ever! I always thought you were the best mum in the whole world… and now, I know you are.”

“It’s not supposed to be like this, sweetheart,” Jessica protested. “God knows, I’ve loved everything we’ve done. But mums aren’t meant to b-be intimate with their daughters, and sisters shouldn’t be having sex!”

“Mum, it happens a lot more than you think. Mums, daughters, sisters, aunts, even grandmothers — they do sex stuff all the time and love it! And there are lots of others who love to read about it… here, I’ll show you!”

Rising from the bed, Alice padded over to her desk and opened the laptop, while Jess fought the urge to ogle her naked daughter, assailed all the while by memories of how she’d already enjoyed that flawless body.

With a few keystrokes, the twelve-year-old had opened a website. “Come look at this, Mum.” Drawing close, Jess saw a web page, done up in tasteful hues of purple. She read the site header: Juicy Secrets. There was a photo of a woman kissing a young girl in the upper right-hand corner — then, when Alice clicked to a different page, it changed to a picture of a cute freckled girl, with an older girl nuzzling her cheek.

Scrolling down the screen, Alive showed Jessica a list of stories, then paused on one in particular. “This is one of my favourite writers, Mum. She’s called ‘Naughty Mommy’. See, some of her stories are really long, almost like a book. And lesbians who think about sex with their daughters and young girls love reading them. You should see the comments people leave, Mum! This one is called ‘The Joy of Looking’ and it’s about a mum and her three daughters; just like us.” She clicked on a particular chapter. “Here, read this part. It’s where the whole family makes love together for the first time.” Getting up, Alice offered the chair to her mother.

Seating herself, Jess studied the screen for a couple of minutes, scrolling through the text, eyes going wide as she grew engrossed in the author’s steamy prose.

By the chapter’s end, she nearly clicked ahead to the next part of the story, then paused. Turning to Alice as she stood, Jess said, “Wait here while I talk to Katie.” Without another word, she entered the bathroom, then briefly tapped on the door to Katie’s room, then opened it.

Katie was in her bed, covered up to the chin, but she was still very much awake, looking up at her mum with a mournful expression, nibbling her lower lip.

Jess sat down near her daughter, but before she could speak, Katie said, “I’m so sorry, Mum. I guess that was bad for us to do, huh? I — I just wanted to, um, see what it was like.”

Unable to keep herself from smiling, Jessica patted the nine-year-old’s shoulder. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Like I said, I’m not angry with you, and you’re not in any trouble. I just want to ask you a question.”

Katie looked relieved. “What, Mummy?”

“Now, I want you to tell me the truth. Have you and Alice done anything like this before tonight?”

“No, Mum. I mean, we’ve seen each other with no clothes on, but not done any sexy things. I went into Alice’s room one night before dinner and saw her reading some naughty stories and asked her about them. She told me she liked girls, and I wanted to know more. She didn’t make me do anything, I promise! It was my fault. I asked her to teach me stuff, and she did.” Katie paused, her eyes filled with concern. “Um… Alice isn’t in trouble, is she?”

Jess slowly shook her head. “No, but she shouldn’t have brought you into this, at least not without running it by me first.” She looked at her daughter for a long moment — then, making a decision, said, “Come with me, sweetie.”

Sitting up, her little girl tugged the covers down, and a tendril of arousal unwound through Jessica when she saw that Katie hadn’t put anything on before getting into bed. An image of her daughter leapt into Jessica’s head: the naked nine-year-old, stretched out on Alice’s bed, face buried between her big sister’s thighs.

Quickly gathering her composure, Jess reached out to Katie and, hand in hand, they walked back into Alice’s room. They found Alice waiting, still seated at the end of the bed, still nude.

Jessica sat down next to Alice, then patted the space on her other side. “Right here, Katie.” The girl perched on the bed’s edge, and Jess took a deep breath before she began to speak.

“Listen, girls. I meant it when I said that I’m not angry with you… but we still need to have a serious talk about all of this.” She turned to her oldest daughter. “Alice, you shouldn’t have told Katie about you and I making love, not without at least checking with me.” Jess paused, sighed. “Still, what’s done is done. Now,  I have something to tell you both, something that I’ve been looking for the right opportunity to bring up. Alice already knows some of this, but I’ve been trying to think of a way to tell you, Katie. You see, a few weeks ago, Alice saw me kissing Auntie Rachel. Really kissing her. And a few nights later, Rachel and I had sex.”

Glancing at Katie, Jessica saw genuine surprise on the girl’s face. Clearly, Alice hadn’t told her everything that there was to tell.

Jess continued, “Since then we’ve decided, Rachel and I, that we want to be together… as a couple, a lesbian couple. Mind you, we’re not going to live together. We’ll just be girlfriends, at least for now. You do understand what I mean — don’t you, Katie?” she said, looking directly at her.

“Uh-huh. Sure, Mum. It means you’re like Alice — you’re a lesbian, ‘cos you love another woman.”

“Spot on, sweetheart. And… are you okay with that?”

Katie paused for thought, digesting what her mum had said. After a few seconds, she smiled and nodded. “Sure, Mum. I love Auntie Rachel. So, um, does that mean we have two mums now?”

Jess was a little surprised by that. “Err, I guess that’s true, sort of. I mean, we’re not getting married or anything, but I suppose you could look at it like that.”

“So if Alice is a lesbian, and you’re a lesbian, does that mean I’ll be one?”

“Not necessarily, sweetie. It doesn’t work that way… Wait, let’s not get ahead of ourselves here. There’s a few more things I need to tell you.”

Draping an arm around each girl’s shoulder, Jess looked from one to the other.

“Katie… your sister was right when she said I’ve been teaching her about sex. We’ve made love a couple of times, and it was beautiful. You have to understand, though, that it’s not allowed, and that’s why you can’t tell anyone about this, not anyone.” She paused. “I also want to tell you that Rachel has done the same thing with Bella. Made love to her, I mean.”

At this revelation, Alice piped up. “Really, Mum? When you told me she was talking to Bella, you didn’t say they had sex!”

“Well, at the time, I wasn’t sure how far she’d gone. Rachel filled me in on the details when I last saw her, and they’ve done pretty much everything that you and I have. Anyway, when Rachel told me about it, there was something else that we discussed.” Falling silent, Jess weighed her words carefully, then came out with it. “I’m still not completely sure about this, but she thinks we should also teach Cindy, and you, Katie, the kinds of, um… well, the same kind of things that you and I did, Alice.”

Both girls looked past their mum to stare at each other, mouths agape — then Alice broke into a smile. “Oh Mum, can we? Do I get to help you show Katie stuff? And… what about Poppy?”

“I don’t know about letting Poppy in on this,” Jess quickly responded. “I think your baby sister might be a bit young to — to learn about sex just yet. Let’s not rush her, okay?”

“What about me, Mum?” Katie questioned. “Do you really want to teach me ‘bout sex… like you did with Alice?”

Gazing into her nine-year-old’s beseeching eyes, Jessica lost herself in their blueness. She’s so trusting. It would be so easy to lie, to tell her no, Mummy doesn’t have these lustful feelings for you — doesn’t want to kiss that pretty mouth, or touch your beautiful little body. But my child deserves to know the truth.

“Yes… yes, I do,” Jess said. “Mind you, it’s not something a mother is supposed to want… but that’s how I feel, Katie. I’d be thrilled to teach you everything about making love with a woman.” She gave a shaky laugh. “Everything I know, anyhow. I’m still rather new at this.”

The child’s face shone like the sun. “Oh, Mum… I’d love that,” she cooed, placing a warm hand on her mother’s arm. “When Alice told me about you and her, the first thing it made me think of was how much I wanted to be with you, too — both of us in bed, with all our clothes off.” Katie gave a dreamy sigh. “So, when was it you and Alice made love — the first time, I mean?”

“Ah, as to that… well, sweetie, you saw us together on the morning after our first time. Remember about a week and a half ago, when you came into my room and found Alice in bed with me?”

Katie’s eyes were huge. “That was when? Oh boy, do I ever remember! You were all naked when you got up, and I…” Her cheeks pinkened. “…I felt all funny when I looked at you, Mum. Your body is really nice.”

Jess smiled, recalling the look on Katie’s face when she pretended to look for her nightdress, displaying her bare body to the child. Was I already feeling desire for her, even then? she asked herself. I’d lay odds on it.

By then, Alice was practically bouncing in place. “See, Mum?” she chirped, “Katie was already thinking about how sexy you are… and she’s ready to learn more stuff.” Reaching for the front of Jessica’s blouse, she began to toy with the buttons. “Come on, let’s start now!”

Though her cunt was now a hot, swampy mess, Jessica hesitated. “I don’t know, Alice — it’s getting late, and you both have school tomorrow.”

Alice only shook her head defiantly. “It isn’t that late, Mum — it’s not even ten yet! Here, tell you what, I can show you what I’ve already taught Katie.”

Before their mother could object, Alice stood and reached out for Katie’s hand, pulling the younger girl to her feet, then drew in close to kiss her mouth.

As Jess stared, the girls drew close together, their bodies merging, arms twining round each other as their kiss deepened, quickly growing hungry and intense. Katie was clearly a novice at the art of kissing, as Alice was doing most of the work. But as the younger girl’s excitement grew, she began to take a more aggressive role, her tongue darting between her big sister’s parted lips. That vision of nine-year-old Katie succumbing to desire, plunging headlong into the white heat of lesbian lust — it sent a delicious shiver through their enthralled mother.

Breaking the kiss, Alice bent down to take one of Katie’s nipples between her lips, sucking at the swollen bud while an open-mouthed Katie looked down at her sister, then across to her mum. Reassured by the sight of Jessica’s obvious interest, Katie turned back to Alice, gently placing both hands on the older girl’s shoulders.

Alice also glanced over at Jess to gauge her mum’s state of mind and, like her younger sibling, what she saw emboldened her to go further. She brought one hand from around Katie’s back to caress her budding breasts, while the other slipped down to cup the child’s vulva.

Trailing two fingers up and down the smooth slit, Alice gradually insinuated the middle finger deeper until it disappeared into the moist folds of her sister’s vagina. Katie closed her eyes, her breath emerging in short gasps.

Jessica could only mutter breathlessly, “Oh my God! That’s so fucking hot.”

Suddenly pulling away, a grinning Alice whispered something in her younger sister’s ear. Katie looked over at her dazed mother, uncertain how Mum would react to whatever Alice had suggested. She glanced back at her sister, who nodded and smiled. “It’s okay, Katie. Trust me.”

Jess sat motionless, the mad thump of her heart pounding like a bass drum as she watched Alice, awaiting her daughter’s next move. She didn’t have long to wait — with one step, the girl moved to standing before her, pointing at Katie. “Watch this, Mum.”

Katie walked around the bed, then climbed onto it, offering Jessica a glimpse of her tiny rosebud and a glistening slit, smeared with the evidence of her excitement. She turned and lay down on her back, and Jess shifted her position, turning from where she sat to get the best view.

Looking up at her big sister for reassurance, Katie received a nod of encouragement as Alice drew closer to stand next to her mum — looking over her shoulder, but careful not to distract Jessica by touching her, at least not just yet.

Katie slipped her index and middle fingers into her mouth, moistening them as Alice had taught her, even though she was almost certainly wet enough for her purpose. The child’s thighs were carelessly parted, fully exposing the rosy cleft of her sex.

Jessica’s thoughts were a crazy jumble, veering from intense arousal to concern. She knew that the situation was quickly reaching the point of no return, her chance to stop this perverted thing from taking place growing less likely by the second. Her mind seethed with wildly conflicting emotions.

I ought to put a stop to this — it’s not right. She’s only nine, damn it! Even if it’s what Katie wants, she’s just not old enough.

But my God, I want her so badly. That luscious mouth, just waiting for my kisses… that beautiful little body. All I want is to love my little girl, to give her special feelings. Honestly, is that so awful?

Withdrawing those two fingers, Katie reached down to place her hand on the slight rise of her baby-smooth pubis. She stole a quick, cautious peek at Mum, then began to lightly caress her outer lips.

Jess held her breath, unable to move or make a sound — but inside, a storm was raging. She longed to scream out loud, to explode in orgasm, to kiss her little girl like a lover, to burst into tears. Instead, she sat motionless, watching her nine-year-old masturbate.

Katie saw that Mum was staring between her legs; no sign of anger on her face, just… something else. There was a certain light in Jessica’s eyes, a light that Katie couldn’t quite figure out. Then, with a sudden rush of recognition, the child read her mum’s feelings for what they were. Hunger. Longing.

A wave of pure joy suffused Katie’s body, warming her all over. Alice was right, Mum is really liking this. She wants to see me touch myself. Maybe she wants to touch me, too! She adored that idea, wanted to hug it close.

Now emboldened, Katie spread her thighs even farther apart, then began to caress her slit in a steady rhythm, using an up-and-down movement of the hand. She felt giddy with delight as the good feelings began to build, knowing that her mum was watching and taking pleasure from the sight.

Remembering what it felt like when Alice had touched her nipples, Katie started stroking, then pinching a nipple with her free hand, gently rolling the tender bud between finger and thumb.

Katie’s cunt had become hot and syrupy, the fluids oozing down into the crack of her bum, so she decided that the time was right to go inside. When she pressed against the hole with a finger, the middle digit easily slipped into her juicy peach, and a tiny cry broke from the child’s lips.

At this, Jess gave an almost imperceptible whimper. She was now well and truly past the point where she might have stopped her daughter, even if she’d wanted to. And I don’t fucking want to! she thought.

Watching Jessica closely, Alice knew that her mum was hooked; ready to be reeled in. She carefully knelt on the bed behind the woman, looking over Mum’s shoulder at her sister and awed by the sight.

Jess turned briefly to Alice, her face a blur of shock, wonder… and desire.

“It’s okay, Mum… trust me,” Alice whispered.

Jess gave her eldest daughter a blank stare — then turned back to Katie, so as not to miss a moment of the nine-year-old’s live sex show.

Jessica didn’t even feel, or at least didn’t react to the hand that crept over her shoulder and moved slowly down her arm, barely touching the material of the dress she wore before gliding across her chest to carefully undo the top button.

Before long, Alice had managed to open the next three buttons, exposing her mother’s skimpy black bra. She eased a hand inside the dress to caress the top of a heaving breast, then after a few seconds slipped one finger inside, pushing the lacy material down to reveal a warm, pliant globe. A sharp intake of breath and the easily detected throb of Mum’s heart spurred Alice on, her fingers brushing the woman’s stiffened nipple.

Jess felt the intrusion of the twelve-year-old’s hand as it roamed about inside her dress, but was far too engrossed by the sight of Katie fingering herself to respond. The scent of the child’s sex was tantalizing, all but inviting her to come and taste.

Shifting closer to Mum, Alice bent down to brush Jessica’s neck with her lips, grazing the sensitive spot beneath her left ear. All the while, she watched her sister grow more aggressive in her masturbation, losing herself in this new world of pleasure, putting on a lewd display for mother and older sister.

Alice was nuzzling Mum’s cheek, slowly advancing toward her lips… and when Jessica turned toward the girl, she seized her chance, taking her mother’s mouth in a forceful kiss. Helpless to resist, Jess submitted, then responded, eyes drifting shut as she sucked her daughter’s tongue.

Their kiss was intense but brief, then Jess broke away, her attention shifting back to Katie. She’s about to come in front of me for the first time, and I don’t intend to miss a second of it. She had both hands on her thighs, squeezing them as if fighting a fierce need to touch her own cunt.

Alice was anything but idle. Spreading the front of her mum’s dress wide open, she slid it back over Jessica’s shoulders, baring them, then tugged the garment down the older woman’s back, far as it would go.

Jess absently realised that Alice was stripping her, but she was much too distracted by the view of her panting, glazed-eyed, masturbating younger daughter to care very much. Besides, the dress was making her feel hot and uncomfortable.

Moving from the bed and onto the floor, Alice knelt between her mother’s legs and unfastened the remaining buttons until she was able to fully open the dress, exposing the front of Jessica’s sodden knickers.

Now that she’d been freed from the confining upper half of the garment, Jess brought a hand to a breast to cup and knead it, sliding a thumb back and forth over a nipple beneath the flimsy cup of her bra while her other hand moved down to palm her vulva through those soaked panties. She used two fingers to press the wet silk into the crease of her cunt, still transfixed by the sight of Katie. How could my timid child have transformed into such a sexual creature? Was it something that was inside her all along… and all it took was her big sister to coax it out?

Katie squirmed where she lay, twirling a finger around inside her vagina, those lovely feelings getting steadily stronger. When her big sister had whispered, “Lie down and touch your pussy for us, Kitty-Kat… it’ll make Mum so fucking hot,” she didn’t know whether to trust Alice or not. But now Katie was doing it, and she had an audience, and they loved watching her.

She had changed so much in the last two weeks. Then, she was an achingly bashful girl who didn’t want anyone looking at her body, too shy to even wear a bathing suit. Now she was completely naked, letting her mum and sister see everything she had, even touching her pussy for them! — and it thrilled her to bits.

Rising to her feet, Alice slowly moved around the bed and towards her writhing, whimpering little sister. She paused, gazing fondly at the strawberry blonde tresses spread out on the quilt, her eyes roving down the young body she’d longed for — and had so recently possessed. Raising her head, she turned to glance at her mum, peering into Jessica’s lost eyes… and nodded. No words were spoken, but she knew what her mother wanted.

Alice bent down towards her sister and placed a gentle kiss on a nipple, causing Katie’s eyes to flutter open. The girls exchanged brief smiles, then Alice kissed her sibling, gently at first. But Katie was too far into the heat of the moment to restrain herself — this time, she responded right away, thrusting her tongue between Alice’s lips. Their mouths opened, their kiss grew intense.

After a few moments, Alice pulled away, once again moving to Katie’s ear to whisper something. This time, there was no hesitation, no glance at Mum to seek approval. Katie stopped rubbing her pussy, raising herself into a sitting position as Alice stood up.

Jess stared at the girls — confused, looking as though her favourite toy had been taken away for no reason, switching her gaze to each of her daughters in turn.

Alice, though, was only smiles. Standing before her mum, she placed both hands on Jessica’s shoulders and gently nudged her.

Jess allowed herself to be pushed backwards until she was stretched out on the bed, lying next to where Katie had just been.

“What are you d-doing, Alice?” said Jess, her voice timid and quivering.

Alice looked down at her mother’s half-naked form — the front of her dress wide open, titties heaving with every new breath, erect nipples visible behind a skimpy bra and her panties showing a large wet patch through the gauzy material.

“Don’t worry Mum, you’ll love this. We’re going to make you feel good.”

Patting her mother’s shoulder, Alice wandered back around the bed to where Katie sat. She motioned for her little sister to stand up on the bed, then led her by the hand until she was straddling their mother’s head, giving Jess an excellent view of her daughter’s wet pussy.

Jessica imagined Katie’s aromatic honey, dripping from that pretty pink slit to splash on her upturned face. She even opened her mouth, just in case that fantasy happened to come true. Her heart beat even faster as Alice placed a hand on Katie’s shoulder, guiding the younger girl downward, her knees slowly bending, which caused the child’s legs to open and the glistening lips to part.

Fuck me, here it is, Jess told herself, quaking inside. The moment of truth. Will I play or will I run? But deep down inside, she knew the answer to that — and remained right where she was.

When Katie’s cunt was tantalisingly close to her mum’s waiting mouth, Alice stopped her, reaching out with both hands to cup Katie’s flushed face, leaning in close to kiss her sister’s mouth. Jess was torn between two incredible sights, unsure which to attend: her nine-year-old’s luscious vagina, or watching her daughters kiss like passionate lovers.

After a moment, the girls slowly broke apart. Giving her sister an adoring smile, Alice pressed Katie’s shoulders again, urging the girl down until Jessica’s mouth was engulfed by a hot cauldron of juicy flesh.

Needing no further encouragement, Jess eagerly attacked the dewy cleft, ravenous for the copious juices that now flowed freely down her cheeks, not wanting to lose a drop. She drove her tongue deep, causing Katie to cry out loud — though at least she managed to muffle most of it.

As Jessica seized Katie’s buttocks, pulling her daughter even closer, the child placed both hands on her thighs for balance. Her mouth hung slack, head lolling, lost in the lovely sensation of Mum’s warm, wet tongue stirring about inside her honeypot. Then her mother moaned, causing vibrations that made Katie shiver with delight.

For the first time since she’d told Mum ten minutes earlier how good she looked in the nude, Katie spoke up, moaning, “Oh… oh… oh, Mum, th-that feels so n-n-n-nice. Oooooohhh!” Jessica’s response was to lick even deeper into her little girl’s pussy, pressing against her hymen.

At that instant, Katie knew only rapture. Her mother’s tongue and lips were giving Katie even more pleasure than the first oral she’d gotten from her big sister, exploring every inch of her vagina. She ground herself onto her mum’s mouth, moving back and forth, coating Jessica’s mouth and chin with her nectar.

Pleased to see that everything was going according to plan, Alice quietly moved to the foot of the bed, standing between her mum’s outstretched legs. Bending forward, she reached out to grasp the waistband of Jessica’s wet knickers, pressed down into the bed so as to wrench the flimsy garment past her mother’s bum, then tugged them to her ankles.

Alice slipped the sodden panties off her mother’s feet, bringing them to her nose to inhale the familiar scent, briefly sucking on the damp gusset before she tossed them aside, kneeling down to push Jessica’s knees apart. Leaning in, the girl rested her palms on those creamy thighs before she applied her eager mouth to Mum’s cunt.

Jessica started at the first swipe of Alice’s tongue, then she spread her legs even wider. With little Katie perched on her face, her movements were restricted, but Jess raised her hips, offering what she had to her oldest daughter, wanting more of that hot, licking mouth. Never before had she both given and received oral at the same time, and it drove her absolutely wild. She didn’t know which end to focus on more.

Suddenly feeling an urge to get especially lewd, Jess withdrew her mouth from her nine-year-old’s sex and began to lick a path towards the child’s anus. Katie squealed in mixed shock and delight as Mum’s tongue bathed her rosebud. Jessica lapped at the crack of her daughter’s arse until it was slick — then, using both hands to pry Katie’s bum cheeks apart, she stiffened her tongue, pushing it into the little girl’s rectum.

The unexpected intrusion into this most private part of her body made Katie cry out loud, shocked that her mum would do something so dirty. But once she got over her surprise, Katie had to admit that having her bum hole licked felt positively divine — so much that she pressed her bottom into Mum’s face, wanting that warm, wet tongue to probe her even deeper. In response, Jess redoubled her efforts, her nose now pushing into her daughter’s pussy, making it somewhat difficult for her to breathe.

Jess could feel what promised to be an enormous orgasm rising from deep within, brought on by the excitement of rimming her nine-year-old, made more intense by the pleasure that Katie was so obviously experiencing. Jessica couldn’t see her child’s face, but could hear the girl’s mewls of ecstasy, feel the trembling of her slender frame.

She’s going to come soon, Jess realized. Hastily abandoning her daughter’s bum, she returned to Katie’s sex, seeking and finding the tiny pearl of her clit, taking it between her lips to suckle.

The young girl stiffened, her body gone rigid for several heartbeats… then Katie began trembling violently atop her mother’s face, hands balled into white-knuckled fists as her orgasm kicked in.

Seconds later, Alice plunged two fingers deep into her mum’s cunt, and Jess exploded in a convulsive climax of her own. She managed to stifle her cries by moaning into Katie’s sex, which drove the young girl even  more frantic, her voice rising into what threatened to be a scream.

“Katie, hush!” Alice hissed, fucking Mum hard and fast. “You’ll have Poppy in here!”

Thankfully, her little sister wasn’t too far gone to understand. With a quick nod, Katie shoved a knuckle into her mouth, quieting herself until the rapture she was feeling reached its peak, then began to wane.

As Katie’s body relaxed, she seemed on the verge of toppling over, but managed to slide sideways off her mum’s face to collapse beside her.

Jess placed a hand on Alice’s wrist, stopping her oldest daughter in mid-thrust. “Th-that’s enough, sweetie,” she stammered — then inhaled sharply as the girl’s fingers were extracted from her vagina.

Alice immediately brought that hand to her face to take a deep whiff of her mother’s essence, then licked her glistening fingers like an ice lolly, loving the strong, sharp taste of pussy that coated them.

Relaxing into the blankets with a contented sigh, Jessica turned to gaze at a flushed Katie, the child breathing deeply as she recovered from her orgasm. Jess propped herself up on an elbow, then reached out to place a palm on her daughter’s flat chest. The youngster opened her eyes wide as if suddenly awakening from a dream, saw her mum and threw both arms around her neck.

Staring at Katie, Jessica felt a surge of love for her little girl that stole her breath away. There was only one thing she could do at that instant — give her a kiss. As she drew closer, her daughter’s eyes drifted shut and her lips parted, the child longing for the touch of Mummy’s mouth.

Their kiss was tender rather than lustful, but their tongues were definitely involved, twining sweetly, lingering for a long while. Finally, they parted, exchanging bashful smiles.

“Oh, my God!” Katie breathed, lost in awe. “Mum, that was… mega.”

Jess parted her lips, on the verge of agreeing with her little girl about just how amazingly mega their lovemaking had been — but then she saw Alice standing next to the bed, watching them. “Holy smokes, that was hot!” the older girl declared. “I love watching you and Katie kiss, Mum.”

Extending an arm to her eldest daughter, Jessica indicated that she should join them, so Alice scrambled onto the bed to nestle beneath her mother’s left arm, while Katie snuggled in on the right side. Settling in, Jess turned to place a gentle kiss on the lips of each girl, tasting herself on Alice’s smeared face.

All three lay still, basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure until Jess withdrew her arms from behind the girls, raising herself into a sitting position. Becoming entangled in the folds of her dress, she got up and onto her feet, turning to look at her girls. My God, they’re absolutely perfect, she thought. My lovely naked nymphs, my daughters, my lovers. What could I have done to deserve such happiness?

Posing before the girls, Jess shrugged the garment off her shoulders and to the floor. That left her nude but for the black bra, one cup pulled down to expose a breast. Katie and Alice were looking at her, waiting for their mum to say something.

Placing both hands on her hips, Jess peered at her eldest daughter, transfixing the girl with a pointed look. “Young lady,” she began, “I won’t say that I didn’t enjoy what we just did, but I’m also thinking that your sister and I got caught up in a little scheme of yours. Would you care to explain yourself?”

Alice’s face suddenly betrayed a hint of fear. She was uncertain what her mum would say next, thinking that she might have taken things too far, too soon. Turning to Katie, she saw a slight frown on her sister’s face. Then and there, she decided to come clean.

“Sorry, Mum. I mean, I only wanted to help.”

Jessica’s face wore a stern expression, her gaze fixed on Alice, but she remained quiet.

Seeing that her mum was not going to speak, Alice took a deep breath, then soldiered on. “You remember how, after that first time we m-made love, we didn’t do anything for days and days?” No response from Jess.

“We both wanted to do it again, you know that, right? But neither of us was ready to make the first move. I was scared you would say no, that it was all a big mistake… and you thought we’d done a bad thing. Well, um… that’s when I started to notice how cute Katie is. But she didn’t think so, Mum. Kat got it in her head that she was totally skinny and ugly, and that’s why she got so, so shy about letting anyone see her in her knickers, or in a bathing suit. So, I wanted to show her how beautiful she was… and, um, I guess it sorta turned into something else.” She fumbled for her sister’s hand, squeezed it. “I love you, Katie. More than ever, now.”

“I… I love you too, Alice,” Katie whispered.

“Besides, Mum,” Alice continued, “you said yourself about how you were thinking of teaching Kat about sex, and making love… but I bet you were having a hard time making your mind up about that, huh?”

“It’s true — I was,” Jessica admitted. “But that’s the kind of decision you can’t rush into, either.”

“But it was the right decision, wasn’t it? I just decided to sort of… push things along a little. If you think about it, Mum, we don’t have to worry anymore about Kat catching us.”

Jess nodded thoughtfully. “Well, I suppose I ought to thank you for doing that for me… but it’s not exactly what I meant when I asked you about your little scheme, sweetie. What I want to know from you is this: did you plan for me to catch you making love with your sister, so you could get us both in bed with you at once?”

“No, Mum!” Alice protested, raising both hands. “You came home early, remember? I was trying to keep track of the time!”

Jessica’s face remained passive as she studied her daughter. “So you’re telling me that… that what just happened wasn’t something you’d planned for?”

Alice blushed slightly. “Well, no… but when you caught us, and then you didn’t get all crazy upset, that was when I got the idea. I could tell that seeing me and Kat make love got you hot, Mum, so…” She shrugged. “I just figured, y’know, why not try to get your clothes off, and then we could all have fun?”

There was a moment of silence as Jess digested her daughter’s words. Finally, she smiled. “Fair enough. I guess, then, that this,” she gestured at the girls and herself, “this is something that we’re doing now.”

The girls broke into huge grins. Katie clapped her hands, and Alice turned to give her sister a quick hug before they leapt from the bed, scrambling off the bed to embrace their mum.

“Oh Mum, we’re going to have such fun!” said Alice. “I can’t wait ‘til next time, and when I get to see Bella next… and then there’s Auntie Rachel. When can we all get together — I mean, all of us?”

“Whoa, slow down. I need to speak to her first. Anyway, it’s getting late and you both have school tomorrow, so we’re going to table this discussion for tonight. Now get to bed, both of you.”

Katie piped up. “Mum, can I sleep with Ali tonight… please?”

Jess frowned. “Well, I suppose, but no more sex — not tonight, I mean. Can I trust you two not to get up to anything?”

Katie shook her head. “I’m too tired, anyhow.”

“It’s okay, Mum,” Alice said. “I promise, we’ll just cuddle and go right to sleep.”

Jess said, “Okay, but remember that I can hear you, so don’t get carried away with your cuddling. Now get to bed.”

She gave each girl a brief kiss, bent to pick up her discarded dress and soaked panties before opening the door, making sure they were both in bed before switching off the light.

“Night, girls, don’t let the bedbugs bite… or Alice.” She gave her children a wink.

They responded in unison, “Night, Mum.”

Jess closed the door, leaving it slightly ajar, then went to her room. She turned on the bedside lamp, dropped her clothes on a chair, then shucked her bra and added it to the pile. Now naked, she seated herself on the edge of her bed, staring into space.

Well, the dice have been cast. Nothing to do now but see how they roll out.

She cleaned her teeth, then considered having a quick wash — but decided she didn’t want to take away the scent of the night’s activities just yet. Jess pulled back the covers, slipped beneath the sheets and turned off the lamp, playing the evening’s lovemaking over in her head until sleep came.

Forward unto… Chapter Sixteen!

 

Being There For Mom

  • Posted on June 14, 2019 at 1:56 pm

by JetBoy

There was something incredibly compelling about her mother Karen’s hairy pussy, Lucy had always thought.

Lucy’s first real glimpse of her mom’s cunt had been at fourteen, when she’d burst into the bathroom through an unlocked door and had fled immediately, unable to even speak.

The image lingered in her mind for years. Curly dark hair filled the junction between her mother’s thighs and, all but concealed in the growth, the promise of something pink and fleshy.

Unlike her mother’s luxuriant bush, Lucy’s pubes were a mere patch, a light brown tuft that neatly adorned her vagina. So the sight of her naked mother left a lasting impression, one that stayed with her as she explored her sexuality for the first time.

Upon starting college, Lucy quickly discovered that she was far more interested in women as her love partners, and found herself to be especially attracted to girls who left their pussies untrimmed, allowing their pubic curls to grow thick and lush. Luckily, her university attracted plenty of feminists who never shaved or trimmed their cunts — or their underarms, either, which Lucy also loved.

Lucy would not be thinking much about her mother’s hairy pussy, though, if it weren’t for the fact that, some five years later, she was now looking at it again — this time, up close.

*****

When her father suddenly died, Lucy took an extended leave of absence from school and moved back home to stay with her 42-year-old mother, who seemed lost and helpless without her husband. Lucy loved college life, and hadn’t been wild about the idea of a lengthy sabbatical from her studies, but if Mom needed her, she was prepared to make the sacrifice.

It took some time, but Lucy managed to adjust to this new life in the home where she’d grown up. She saw how happy it made her mother to be looked after, and that made it easier for Lucy to put her personal life on hold for awhile.

After Lucy moved back in, Karen tried to fix her daughter up with young men from her church, sons of her friends, even the local pharmacist’s assistant. Lucy had to turn down her mother’s offers politely but firmly, and finally told her that she was gay. Thankfully, Karen was very understanding about her daughter’s chosen lifestyle.

Lucy felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders after coming out. Now she could bring lovers and even casual fucks home without needing to make excuses about why they were sleeping in her room.

Not long after that, Lucy became involved with a girl named Eden, who she picked up one night in a lesbian bar. Eden was a complete hedonist who wanted to fuck at least three times a day. It was great, although Lucy’s pussy was incredibly tender and achy after their first week together. They had practically nothing in common but for the wild times they enjoyed in bed — but for the time being, that was enough.

Her mother was always friendly around Eden, though Lucy could see that she was uncertain how to act around her daughter’s lesbian lover — especially a girl as free and easy as this one was.

Eden had no sense of restraint, either — she’d come waltzing downstairs in the morning after staying the night, wearing just a thin top and panties, then fling both arms around Lucy and give her a messy French kiss, whether Karen was in the room or not.

Eden was also pretty vocal in the bedroom. Lucy would be lying between the girl’s legs, feasting on her cunt, and as she came, Eden would moan and groan and cry things like, “Eat my pussy!” or “Oh God, fuck me, fuck me!” The walls in the house weren’t that thick, and Lucy desperately hoped that her mother was asleep.

Then Eden would lie next to Lucy on the bed, slide two fingers deep inside her cunt and fuck her vigorously, whispering filthy things in her ear all the while. Lucy had never met a girl so blatantly sexual before.

One night, Eden was lying alongside Lucy, fingering her lover’s pussy and gazing hungrily into her eyes when, out of the blue, she began to talk dirty to Lucy about her mother.

“I caught your mom looking at me today,” whispered Eden.

Lucy was startled at first. She knew Eden was bullshitting her, as she usually did in these fantasy scenarios she was constantly dreaming up… but the mention of her mom was strangely provocative, for some reason.

“She wants me, y’know,” continued Eden, smiling wickedly.

Lucy let herself relax into the sensations of Eden’s talented fingers, her lover’s hot breath tickling her ear.

“She wants to see me nude,” breathed Eden. “She’s totally hot for me, I can tell. Bet she’s in her room right now, touching herself… thinking about my hot, naked body and all the things she wants to do to it.”

The image Eden painted was crystal clear in Lucy’s mind. She suddenly pictured Mom, lying on her bed with her fingers deep in that thick black bush, lost in fantasies of lesbian lovemaking.

“She wants me to fuck her,” Eden purred, a wicked grin on her lips. “More than you do. In fact,” and she slipped her fingers from Lucy’s vagina and casually rose from the bed, “y’know what? I’m going to her room right now.”

Lucy grabbed Eden’s wrist, scowling. “Like hell you are!”

Eden simply laughed and jumped back on the bed with Lucy. “Christ, you really believed me, didn’t you?” she exclaimed gleefully, looking at Lucy’s flushed face.

Lucy was suddenly embarrassed at her loss of poise, unable to keep from blushing. Eden responded by kissing Lucy’s lips, parting them slightly with her tongue, then withdrew. “Mmmm… you really thought I was gonna walk in on your mom and fuck her senseless, huh?”

Lucy, recovered now, shook her head, a sheepish smile on her lips. “It wouldn’t surprise me. You’re capable of anything.” She spoke almost casually… but inside, her heart was pounding. And she couldn’t figure out why.

“I am, aren’t I? Well, here’s something else I’m capable of, honeybuns!” Eden seized Lucy and kissed the girl hungrily, fingering her lover’s cunt with a renewed enthusiasm.

Within seconds, Lucy was coming like gangbusters, her body clenched so tightly that she felt achy all over for the rest of the night.

As Eden snored beside her, Lucy stared up at the bedroom ceiling, lost in thought. That fantasy of Eden fucking my mother… it weirded me out at first, then it turned me on. Wonder what that’s about?

She glanced speculatively at her dozing partner. Maybe she should make a move on Mom. It’s not like we’re in a serious relationship… and God knows, Mom needs to get laid. Wonder if she’s ever even thought about sex with a woman?

*****

The next day, Lucy had a chance to be alone with her mother as she and Karen stood folding clothes and putting them away. Lucy stood, watching her mother’s smooth movements for awhile, then spoke. “Mom… what do you think of Eden?”

Hesitating, Karen dodged around the subject by saying, “She seems like a nice girl.”

“But not for me, you think?”

“I didn’t say that…” her mother said, and her voice trailed off.

“Not in so many words, Mom,” said Lucy, folding her arms.

Karen suddenly looked at Lucy with a stricken expression and said, in a small voice, “I don’t like to think of anyone… taking you away from me.”

Lucy was stunned to see her mother’s lower lip trembling. “Christ, Mom… I’m not going anywhere! Eden’s just, she’s just…” Lucy couldn’t think of a phrase to describe what Eden really was to her. Casual fling? Squeeze? Fuck buddy?

Karen tried to smile, but she seemed so sad and wistful right then that Lucy had to wrap both arms round her mother’s waist.

“It’s just that I can’t stand the thought of being without you, honey,” the older woman continued. “You’ve really taken your father’s place for me, you know.” She tried to maintain her composure, but her eyes began to fill with tears. “I… I love you, Lucy.”

Lucy murmured, “I love you too, Mom,” and held her mother in her arms the way that her father used to do, stroking her hair.

Finally Karen untangled herself, looking wistfully at the floor, suddenly unable to meet her daughter’s eye. “I’m sure that Eden is a good woman, honey. It’s just that I feel, well… jealous. Jealous of what you two have together.”

Lucy was amazed. Her mother was acting like a neglected lover! “Aw, c’mon, Mom,” she said, her pulse beginning to throb. “Eden’s lots of fun and all, but we’re not even close to getting into a serious relationship. You’re the number-one woman in my life right now.”

Her mother searched her eyes, making Lucy feel strangely restless inside. “I am?” Karen asked in a tiny voice.

Lucy wasn’t sure what she was supposed to say, or how to respond. Karen gazed at her expectantly, arms hanging loosely at her sides, absently nibbling her lower lip.

Instinctively, Lucy reached out for Karen’s hand and drew her near, gazing deep into the woman’s eyes. A strange silence descended. She saw her mother’s lips part slightly, then felt her heart miss a beat.

Gently, very gently, without breaking eye contact with her mother, she pressed her lips against Karen’s in a brief, tender kiss.

She pulled back. Her mother stood completely motionless, trembling slightly.

“Listen, Mom,” whispered Lucy. “No one means more to me than you. No one.”

Eyes wide, her mother was silent, so Lucy drew forward until their mouths brushed again. This time she let it linger, parting her lips slightly. Karen relaxed, allowing herself to be kissed.

Lucy drew away again. Karen was flushed, breathing excitedly. “Oh, Lucy,” she said softly, brushing her daughter’s cheek with her fingertips. “Oh, my angel…”

By then, Lucy’s heart was beating madly, her pussy quickly growing hot and juicy. Her body was enveloped in a wave of desire powerful enough to burn her to the ground. She’d never been so aroused by anything or anyone in her life. Not ever.

Drawing Karen close, she kissed the woman passionately, her tongue darting between her mother’s open lips.

Karen responded immediately, her own tongue flashing to life.

Head spinning, Lucy kissed her mom like a lover. She felt on the verge of fainting, exploding in an orgasm, possibly both.

As their mouths slid together, Lucy began to explore her mother’s body, fondling her full breasts, then sliding down the womanly frame to cup her ass. Karen was clinging tightly to her, heart pounding so hard that Lucy swore she could hear it.

When their lips parted, just for a second, Lucy managed to say, “Mom… I’m going to show you just how much I love you.”

“Show me, darling,” her mother whimpered. “Please… take me.”

That was all the encouragement Lucy needed. Seizing her mother by the hand, she led her over to the bed and laid her down. There was only one thing she wanted right then — one thing that Lucy now knew she had always wanted.

Nuzzling her neck, Lucy pulled up Karen’s skirt, slipping a hand into her panties. She placed her hand on the thick bush, her fingers seeking wetness. To her delight, her mother’s cunt was dripping, and Lucy trailed her finger up and down the wet opening of the older woman’s vagina. Karen moaned, lost in the beauty of her daughter’s touch.

Now beside herself with lust, Lucy reached up for the waistband of her mother’s panties, tugging them down and off. There was that beautiful hairy pussy, as sexy and desirable as it had always been. Her mother’s cunt, begging to be licked.

Lucy’s fingers brushed the sticky labia, so tantalizingly nested within Karen’s lush pubes. “Open your legs, Mom,” she murmured, barely able to control her voice.

Her mother obliged, bringing both knees up to touch her heaving breasts.

Now, for the first time since her girlhood, Lucy was rewarded with a close-up view of her mother’s cunt and anus. It was beautiful… a feast, waiting to be enjoyed.

Lucy knelt between her mother’s legs and took little licks and nibbles here and there — then became more aggressive, burying her face in the luxurious growth. The smell and the taste of her mother was intoxicating.

She traced her tongue lightly up and down the folds of her mother’s vulva, while Karen shivered and moaned at her every touch, every lick. It was like playing the most delicate and responsive musical instrument, one built for the music of love.

Mom’s cunt was wonderfully inviting, but Lucy could not resist licking her asshole as well. Karen responded by spreading her buttocks with her hands, allowing her daughter’s tongue to probe into her anus.

But it was that luscious pussy that commanded Lucy’s attention, and so she got down to eating her mother for real — burrowing her face deep between the trembling thighs, eagerly pressing her mouth into the fleshy sex. Feeling wondrously wicked, she thrust her tongue into Karen as deeply as she could; probing her, drinking deep from her, slaking a thirst that Lucy never knew she’d had.

Lucy tongue-fucked her mother until Karen burst into a frenzied orgasm, coming once, then again, her trembling hands tangling in her daughter’s hair.

Finally Karen lay still. Lucy rested her face against her mother’s warm thigh, licking her lips to savor the thick, earthy taste of cunt.

“Oh, my sweet angel,” Karen breathed, “you’ve made me so very happy. Please… please kiss me.”

Lucy crawled into the woman’s arms, seeking out Karen’s mouth with her own. Her mother immediately parted her daughter’s lips with her tongue, and their kiss quickly grew hot and urgent.

Their mouths finally parted with a wet sound, and Karen, eyes shining, whispered, “Now it’s your turn. I want to make love to you, Lucy.”

Lucy placed a soft kiss on her mother’s lips, then sat up. “Let’s get naked, Mom.”

Mother and daughter undressed one another slowly, pausing often to kiss and caress each other’s bare skin as it was revealed. Soon, both women were nude, and they stood face to face, holding hands. Then Karen moved close to claim her daughter’s mouth with hers, and they came together in a passionate embrace.

Suddenly Karen shoved her daughter back onto the bed, then climbed on to kneel between her thighs. “I’ve thought about this ever since I found out you were gay, honey,” she murmured. “I made love to a woman once when I was in college… now I need to explore that side of myself again.” She bent down, lips parting to take Lucy’s nipple into her mouth.

The young woman sighed pleasurably as her mother licked and sucked at her breasts. Then Karen’s hand stole between Lucy’s thighs, her fingertips quickly becoming moist in the heat and wetness of her daughter’s cunt. She slipped two fingers inside Lucy, and the girl inhaled sharply.

“Oh, yes, Mom,” she gasped, parting her thighs even wider. “Please, fuck me.”

Karen was only too happy to oblige her beautiful child — and soon her fingers were pistoning in and out of Lucy’s vagina in a hard, steady rhythm. Her daughter was panting “huh, huh, huh, huh,” her hips thrusting in time to Mommy’s hard fucking.

Karen gazed in fascination at her daughter’s rapturous face as she suckled one breast, then the other, pleasuring Lucy’s nipples. It was an incredible sight, watching her sexy lesbian child moving ever closer to orgasm — but she wanted Lucy to come in her mouth.

Slipping her fingers from her daughter’s cunt, Karen quickly slid down between Lucy’s quivering thighs to take the young woman’s flower in her mouth, penetrating her with a thrust of the tongue.

“Oh, God…” Lucy moaned, “oh, GOD!”

Her mother’s mouth was a living thing, kissing licking and exploring every inch of her dripping pussy. She clutched at her breasts, scissoring her nipples between tensed fingers, mouth wide open in disbelief. It was too wild and kinky for words… her own mother going down on her, eating her cunt!

Lucy stared wide-eyed at the shapely beauty of her mom’s ass, now thrust upward as Karen pressed her face into her daughter’s vagina. God, she wanted to take out her strap-on cock, bend her mother over the bed and give her a good hard butt-fucking. A hot surge of excitement shot through her at the thought of taking Mom’s ass, deep and hard… and it was at that moment that Karen fastened her lips to her child’s clit and sucked gently.

The world collapsed into a blue-hot point of light as Lucy came, harder than she imagined possible. She gripped handfuls of the duvet in white-knuckled hands as flashes of heat burst and sizzled through every inch of her body.

Karen continued to pleasure Lucy, taking her through at least one more tempestuous orgasm before easing up on her daughter, pulling back to caress the young woman’s throbbing cunt with gentle fingers.

“Oh, Mom,” Lucy sobbed, reaching for her mother with trembling hands. Karen crawled into her daughter’s open arms, and the incestuous lovers held each other tightly.

“T-that was so wonderful,” Lucy whimpered, her eyes misty from sheer emotional overload. “Mom, I love you. I mean, I really love you.”

“I love you too, my darling daughter,” Karen whispered, her eyes shining. “Honey… will we ever do this again?”

Yes, Mom!” Lucy replied, now lightly caressing her mother’s shapely ass. “Absolutely. Often as you like.”

“Well… what about Eden, darling?”

“Oh, Eden. I mean, I like her fine, Mom, and she is a truly awesome fuck — but,” and she paused to kiss Karen hungrily, her tongue flicking into her mother’s mouth for a tantalizing second, “It’s not like I’m, y’know, devoted to her or anything. I’d really rather be with you.”

“Oooohh, sweetheart,” Karen cooed, “you’re making me blush.” Then the older woman raised up on one elbow, studying her daughter. “The thing is, honey…” she trailed a finger from Lucy’s lips down between her breasts, “I think Eden is pretty hot.”

A wicked grin spread across Lucy’s lips. “What are you saying, Mom?” she purred. “You want to get her in bed with us?”

“Do you think she’d like that?” Karen queried, palming her daughter’s left breast, brushing the stiffening nipple.

“Oh, she’s definitely kinky enough,” Lucy giggled, then sighed happily. “Mmmm, that feels nice.” Her hands on her mother’s hips, Lucy drew Karen closer, their mounds pressing together. “I’ve got an idea how we can make it happen, too,” she murmured, “but let’s discuss that later. Right now, I just want to fuck you again.”

“Lucy… my sweet child,” Karen breathed, just before their mouths met once more.

*****

The next evening, Lucy and Eden were enjoying a round of hot sex in Lucy’s bed. Eden was on her tummy, face buried between her lover’s legs and feasting on her dripping cunt when Karen tiptoed naked into the room.

Lucy grinned excitedly as her mother quietly slipped over to the bed, where she stood over Eden, who hadn’t noticed her entrance. With a wink for her daughter, Karen bent over Eden’s body and began licking the young lesbian’s asshole.

Lucy’s lover started violently, then twisted her head around to peer over her shoulder. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the sexy older woman she had been secretly checking out for weeks now — Lucy’s mother Karen, now stark naked and rimming her ass.

“Oh… my… GOD,” Eden gasped, then whipped her head back around to stare at Lucy. The smile on her lover’s lips said it all.

The sex that followed was nothing short of incredible. Mother, daughter and girlfriend fucked in every way imaginable, culminating in Karen enjoying her first anal sex when her daughter took her from behind with a strap-on cock.

The three women pleasured one another with mouths, fingers and toys until blissful exhaustion overtook them, and they all fell asleep in a sweet, warm tangle in Lucy’s bed — only to awaken the next morning refreshed, ready for more.

Two years later, Lucy and her mother are still passionate lovers. Eden has a new girlfriend, but she occasionally slips over to join Karen and Lucy for a night of heated lovemaking.

The End

Note from JetBoy: I got the basic plot for this from some story I found over fifteen years ago and can’t locate now, mainly because I rewrote the thing from top to bottom, adding the sex scene at the end. Hope you liked it.

 

My Curious Daughter Brenda

  • Posted on June 2, 2019 at 2:26 pm

by JetBoy

Author’s Note: This is an adaptation of a story that appears twice at the Nifty Archive under different titles, both versions posted by different people who claim not to have written it. (In my boundless travels through the online universe of lesbian erotica, I’ve never seen hide nor hair of the original.) I thought the plot was sizzling hot, but the prose was clunky in the extreme, filled with poorly deployed punctuation, and without an ending to speak of. So I rewrote it from top to bottom for my own personal pleasure, and now offer it up here for your potential enjoyment. Thanks to whoever wrote the story in the first place for the inspiration. (See comments below for a link to that version.) Yrs, JetBoy

*****

The last time my daughter Brenda was on break from college, I was a bit taken aback at her new hairstyle. All her life she’d had long hair, but now it was cut short. Oh, I kept mine that way, too — but that was the fashion for older women in our community. It was a very unusual choice for a young girl like Brenda.

“I’m not sure how I feel about that style, Brenda,” I said, dicing up carrots for the beef stew I was making. “I mean — don’t you think it looks like a boy’s haircut?”

She shrugged. “That’s the way I wanted it, Mom.”

“So what do your friends think?”

“Oh, I don’t care too much what they think. I know my best friend likes it. She says it makes me look totally hot.”

It was true that Brenda had grown into an attractive young woman. She was a slight five foot four but had a beautiful, shapely figure that had filled out nicely.

Sweeping the carrots from the cutting board into the pot, I found myself wondering about her love life. Did she have a boyfriend? Was she sexually active? She didn’t talk about it, if she was.

I found myself unable to keep from asking, “Are you, um, dating anyone, Brenda?”

She smiled and murmured, “Maybe…”

“Maybe?” I asked wryly. “Are you going to make me pry?”

“Well, you’re aw-ful-ly good at it,” she giggled.

“I mean, I’ve been wondering. Are you, well, sexually involved with anybody?”

Brenda stood in thought. “Oh, I’ve had a couple of boyfriends, nothing serious. But…”

“But?”

“Well, I am seeing someone,” she said mysteriously, “but not in the way you might think.” She made a face. “Hmmm… how can I explain it…”

“Oh, God. He’s not married, is he?”

She giggled. “Cold, mom… very cold.”

“Older? A teacher?” my eyes widened.   

“Colder,” she smiled.

“Is he black? I mean, there’s nothing wrong with that–“

Freezing, she murmured, leaning back against the counter. Her breasts jutted out nicely in the t-shirt she wore.

Frustrated by her amusement, I threw up my hands. “Fine! I give up already! Who is he?”

She looked at me thoughtfully. “Well, Mom, he… is a she.”

I thought I would faint. “A girl? Y-you’re gay?” I gasped, putting a hand to my mouth.

She shook her head. “No, no, I’m not exactly gay… calm down, Mom. Shit, I didn’t plan to — but you did ask about my sex life.”

I sat down at the table. “How can you not be gay… and be, um–“

“It’s not like that,” she assured me as she took a chair. “We’re not, like, in love or anything. I consider myself bisexual, I guess. I just, I don’t know… decided to experiment. I mean, it just happened. And I liked it. I still like it. Anyhow, she’s really pretty, and we’re good friends. We just, y’know, wanted to try stuff out.” She blushed. “Jeez Louise, this is way more embarrassing than I thought it would be!”

“So…” I stammered. “h-have you two… you know–” She just gazed at me evenly, her expression saying it all. “Oh, God!” I gasped, blushing. “You have!”

The idea unnerved me something fierce — yet, at the same time, I felt an unexpected prickle of arousal at the image that suddenly flashed to life in my mind: my daughter Brenda, making love with another girl.

“What does she look like?” I asked. My heart was pounding, and I wasn’t certain why.

Brenda pulled a small coin pouch from her jeans and carefully extracted a photo from it. “Her name is Kimmie. She’s a freshman. Mom, she’s a really sweet girl. I know you’d like her.”

The picture shook in my fingers and I was giggling nervously, staring at the image of a girl wearing a very tiny bikini. I had to admit that she was adorable. In fact, Kimmie looked a bit like she could be the sister Brenda never had.

“She’s very pretty.” I found myself studying this young girl’s breasts in spite of myself — then, her barely concealed vulva. Had Brenda touched her there?

“I’m glad you think so. I mean, it’s a real relief you’re taking this so well,” Brenda said.

“Well, I’m a little shocked, I admit… but as long as you’re happy, honey, then I’m glad for you,” I said quietly.

“Thanks, Mom,” Brenda said, all smiles. She opened her arms to hug me.

Our hug wasn’t the same now. Not with these images in my head. I hugged her and felt something sexual, deep in the core of my belly. Her breasts against mine… 

“Oops! I’ve got to get the rest of these veggies chopped,” I said, quickly moving away and back to the counter, reaching for an onion. And with that, the subject was closed, at least for the moment.

*****

I spent the next few days trying desperately to purge the image of Brenda and Kimmie out of my mind, without much success. I kept picturing that beautiful girl in the bikini, in bed and making love with my daughter. Part of me was fascinated, another part disturbed and another part… aroused. 

It’s funny, but bisexuality was something I’d never given much thought to before. I don’t know why — I’d always assumed I was straight and left it at that. But something about Brenda’s revelation had aroused my curiosity about lesbian love. I wanted to ask her so many questions — intimate, sexual questions. Things I could hardly bring myself to discuss with anyone, let alone my daughter. And in spite of my best intentions, these confused feelings made me rather timid around her.

She seemed to sense this, somehow — and three days later, when her father Mark was away, gone with his buddies to a baseball game, she brought the subject up.

I’d just taken out a load of laundry and was folding the linens when she sat on the arm of the sofa, watching me work. I gave her a fleeting smile, but said nothing.

After a moment, she hesitantly spoke. “Mom? You seem more, I don’t know — distant, all of a sudden. Is it because of this thing with Kimmie and me?”

“Well, honey…” I started, then fell silent, deeply embarrassed.

“I’m not in love with her or anything, Mom. I mean, we’re really just good friends who get sexual sometimes. I mean, I could be going out with some boy in a couple of weeks, who knows?”

I was relieved to hear that, yet strangely… a bit disappointed.

“Honestly, Brenda, I didn’t have a real problem with it. Really, if anything, it was just my own imagination.” I gave a shaky laugh. “I guess I just couldn’t stop thinking about it — you having sex with another girl, I mean. I don’t know why, honey, but I — well, I keep wondering, you know…” I blushed hotly, my words stumbling to a full stop. 

“Really?” she replied, arching an eyebrow, then shrugged. “That’s okay. I mean, that’s how I started thinking about it myself. It was about two years ago, when I found out one of my high school friends was gay.”

“Which one?” I asked.

“Remember Helen, the one who played the lead when we did Barefoot in the Park? Turns out that not long after that, she started experimenting with other girls.”

“Oh, my… Valerie’s daughter! Do her parents know?”

Brenda shrugged. “No idea. I don’t really know her that well anymore. I haven’t talked to her since she told me about it — guess I was sorta spooked by the whole thing.”

“But then, afterwards…”

“Yeah, it got me thinking. Wondering, you know? So when Kimmie and I got to be good friends, we talked about it a couple of times. Well, one night we were both a little drunk, she and I got carried away — things just sort of happened. Turns out that we both enjoyed it. A lot.”

“Well, I’m sorry if I seemed distant to you, honey. I was a bit embarrassed, I guess. I mean, it felt pretty strange, getting all aroused thinking about a — a sexual situation that involves your own daughter! It just got me curious, you know, about what’s it like. I wanted to ask you, but…” 

Suddenly it struck me what I’d just admitted to Brenda: that I’d become excited while picturing her engaged in lesbian sex! How in God’s name had that slipped out?

Brenda nodded thoughtfully. “Well, if you want to know, Mom, it’s really great, making love to another girl… a very sensuous experience. I mean, girls are so warm and soft in bed. And they know more about how to take their time about, um, making you feel good, y’know?” Brenda ran a hand through her closely cropped hair. “Anyhow, I can see why you’d be curious about it, Mom, and as for thinking about me… well, it’s not like, you know, you want to go to bed with me or anything.”

“Honey!” I gasped. “That’s not what I meant! I only thought about — about what it would be like. I certainly don’t have any intention of… I don’t even know anyone — I mean, any lesbian women.” I laughed nervously. “Who knows? Maybe when I was younger, I would have… ” I fell silent and, not knowing what to say next, simply stood there, feeling like an awkward school kid.

Brenda grinned. “Yeah, I guess things just sort of clicked with me and Kimmie. I can see why you might be kinda curious, though.” She patted my arm. “Nothing wrong with that, Mom. It’s only natural.”

By then I was blushing hotly, unable to meet her gaze. Just then, the phone rang. I grabbed it almost gratefully — saved by the bell!

It was my husband Mark, calling to let me know that his team had won, and he and his friends were going to unwind with a few hands of poker at someone’s apartment, so I shouldn’t wait up for him. I was still a bit distracted, but managed to get through the conversation without giving away my case of nerves. 

By the time I hung up, Brenda had left the room. I went back to folding clothes, a little shaken and confused by what had just transpired between my daughter and me. Why was I so obsessed with her lesbian activities? Why was my mind filled with images of a naked Brenda, making love to her beautiful young friend? Good grief, what was happening to me?   

I was so lost in thought that I didn’t know Brenda had come back into the room, not until I heard her voice right behind me.  

“Mom…?” she said softly.

Startled, I spun around to face her, then gasped in disbelief. Brenda had stripped to her very skimpy bra and panties.

The shirt I was folding slipped to the floor as I gaped at her foolishly.

She gazed deep into my eyes. “About what you said, Mom… you know, that you were curious, thinking you didn’t know anyone — another woman to… “

I couldn’t think of a damned thing to say, so my expression asked the question for me.

“Well, I mean… not that we had to do like, you know, everything, but if you just wanted to, um, know what it feels like — feels like to fool around…” Her voice trailed off. 

My heart was pounding like a jackhammer. I tried not to stare at Brenda’s near-naked body, but the sight was so breathtaking…   

“Are you, uh…” I swallowed. “Brenda, are you inviting me to… have sex with you? I mean, I’m flattered… but it just sounds so–”   

“Kinky?” she smiled. “I know, Mom, but, well… it’s been so long since I’ve been with Kimmie, and I’m feeling all tingly. Besides, I can see that you want to know about what it’s like. Sex with a woman.”   

“M-maybe so, baby,” I stammered, but–”   

“And I love you so much, Mom,” she murmured, coming closer, stroking my face gently. “I love you and I — I kinda want to, to do things with you. I want to kiss you, really kiss you — and touch you, all over…”    

“You do?” I whispered, my mind spinning.   

“I’ve wanted to for a long time, Mom — ever since that first time with Kimmie. I guess that’s why I told you about me and her in the first place. I wanted to see how you felt about girls… loving each other.”   

I was trembling. Brenda’s eyes shone with passion.

“You’re turned on, Mom. I know you are. You want me to make love to you… don’t you?”   

Oh, God, I did want her, I did! Never before had I felt such naked desire. But this was wrong, so completely wrong! How could I do such a thing with my own daughter?

Brenda’s hand was warm and soft against my cheek, and I swear I could smell her arousal from where I stood. She was so lovely, but I couldn’t… “Brenda,” I gasped, “I don’t think we–”   

“I love you, Mom.” she said, drawing me into her arms. Her lustful gaze held me spellbound for a moment, then her lips brushed lightly against mine. Her mouth was soft and sweet.

We kissed gently at first… then more passionately. Her tongue slipped into my mouth. My arms wound their way around Brenda’s waist as she ground her crotch into me. I could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy through my jeans, and the scent of her skin was intoxicating beyond belief.    

Breaking our kiss, Brenda looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to make the next move. She began to stroke her breasts lightly.

 “Maybe…” I panted, knowing we were nearing the point of no return.

 “Maybe what, Mom?” she purred, pinching her nipples.   

“Maybe we can… start off slow?” I whispered.  

“Sure,” Brenda nodded “I’m fine with that.”

“I, uh… I’m not sure how to…”

She smiled. “I’ll teach you, Mom. I’ll teach you everything.”

“So…” I began, not sure what was supposed to happen next. How you begin a love affair with your own daughter?

“So,” Brenda echoed, “why don’t you sit here, on the back of the couch?” She patted the top of our sectional.

I drew a long, deep breath. Was I ready for this — ready to break at least two taboos?

My fear was flavored with the sexual tension and anticipation that had been simmering in me since Brenda had first confessed the secret of her sexuality. And somehow, the desire I felt was enough to make the fear less powerful.

I hesitantly rounded the couch, climbed onto it and perched on the back, suddenly feeling confined in the worn jeans and faded t-shirt I wore. 

Brenda stood before me, nipples erect behind the flimsy bra, a neatly trimmed pubic triangle clearly visible through her gauzy panties. She placed a hand on my shoulder. “Tell me if you get freaked out, okay?”

“Y-you too,” I nervously replied.

She extended a finger from her hand to graze my neck, then began to trace a line around my throat, making me shiver. Then I felt her lips brush my neck in the softest of kisses.

Unable to help myself, I gasped. Her finger continued on its gradual way, slowly gliding down to my chest, then over my right breast to graze the nipple through my clothes. Her tongue trailed a path up to my ear.   

Oh, I tried not to react, but couldn’t restrain myself. Instead I moaned, every atom of me seething with sexual heat.

This must have encouraged Brenda, because her palm suddenly opened like a spring flower over my right breast. My head spun at how lovely that felt, the warmth of her hand through my t-shirt. She cupped the soft globe, weighing it.

“God, Brenda… this is really turning me on,” I timidly confessed.

“Me too,” she murmured, leaning in close to nibble at my neck.

Her other hand was now fondling my left breast, and my breathing got deeper and faster. The experience of being touched by another woman — my own daughter — was overwhelming. This was without a doubt the hottest, sexiest act I’d ever engaged in!

Her hands left my breasts and slid down to tug at my shirt, pulling it from my jeans. “Am I moving too fast?” Brenda asked in a hoarse whisper, punctuated by a quick nip of my earlobe.

Of course she was going too fast, much too fast — but by then, I was so far gone that I didn’t even think of making her stop.

Her hands unhesitatingly pulled my shirt up and off, then reached around my back. I could feel her breasts against mine as her fingers deftly unfastened my bra clasp. The bra dropped to the floor, and Brenda knelt before me.

I whimpered like a child as her warm mouth covered my nipple. 

“Oooooh Brenda, I’m — oh! Oh, baby, that feels so nice.” I was trembling, throbbing from head to toe.   

She lifted her head from my chest and grinned. “Just wait, Mom — we’re only getting started.” Then she went right back to suckling my right breast, fondling the other with her hand.

Suddenly Brenda raised her face to mine and kissed me deeply, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Her thigh moved between my legs. As she held me tightly, kissing me like a lover, I felt my baby gently moving her hips against mine, as if she were fucking me.   

Almost automatically, my hands moved to unfasten Brenda’s bra. She gave a happy sigh to let me know this was fine with her, so I stripped it from my daughter as she arched her back.

“God, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I said, throwing the bra to the floor, “but I want you so much.”

“I wanna fuck you, Mom.” she cooed.

“Do you?” I asked breathlessly.

Her eyes were glazed over with desire… with sex. I leaned forward, gazing up at my beautiful half-naked child, and took the tip of her breast into my mouth. 

It was incredible. I was drunk on the sweet smell, the warmth and softness of her skin, her nipple swelling against my lips — and the forbidden pleasures of incest.

“Oh, Mom!” Brenda gasped. “Yeah… oooooooooooh yes, suck my nipples!”   

Her breasts were warm and soft and delicious… and she cradled my face to her chest as I slid my mouth over her left breast, gently biting the pink tip.

“Oh Jesus, Mom… harder. Oh, yeah, that’s it.” She was shivering now.   

Suddenly Brenda reached for my waist with frantic hands and began to undo my jeans. In seconds she had the zipper down, and I stood up so that she could tug them down to my ankles. I stood, yanked them off and sat back on the couch. Brenda slid out of her panties while I continued to suck on her nipples. She ran a hand up my thighs and into the plain cotton panties I was wearing, her fingers slipping between my legs.

I thrust my ass forward on the couch, legs spreading wide as her finger slid into me.

“Ooooooooh…” I moaned as I put both hands on the couch, bracing myself against Brenda’s loving intrusion.

Her free hand was tugging my panties down and off as her finger started rolling around inside me. Now we were both naked.

“Oh. Ohhhh!” I moaned. “Brenda, that feels so good. So good!   

“Do you like it?” she said playfully, out of breath herself.

“I love it,” I panted, looking down to see her finger pumping into me. “This is so fucking kinky,” I moaned, watching as Brenda played with my dripping cunt.    

“Yeah, that’s it. Watch me fuck you, Mom.” She slipped another finger inside.

“OOOhhhh!… oh, honey, I’m loving this…”

“Me too,” Brenda said. Her legs were wrapped around my thigh, and I could feel her wet pussy against my bare skin. She rubbed her face against my breasts, sucking and biting them as her fingers continued to explore every inch of my vagina.   

Without a thought, I reached for my daughter’s ass and began to caress her. She worked her pussy even harder against my leg as I stroked her beautiful bottom. Then, almost naturally, my hand moved forward between us to slip between her thighs.

“Ohhhh yeah! Oh God, Mom, do me!” she cried, as I slipped two fingers into the raw heat of her vagina.   

What was I doing!? I was having lesbian sex with my daughter. I was finger fucking her. But she felt so wet and warm and slippery, welcoming my steady thrusts. It was incredible, totally different from touching myself. She writhed on my busy fingers.    

We kissed deeply, our hands frantically working at each other’s dripping cunts. Then she took her fingers out of me, brought them to her mouth and licked them, tasting my juices, her face flushed with passion. She then reached down to fondle me again for a sweet instant, then offered her pussy-wet fingers to me.

“Go on, Mom,” she moaned, “taste yourself.”

 I sucked her fingers, savoring my essence, all the while working my own fingers in and out of her hot hole, making her squirm and buck with delight. She was about to come, I knew — then suddenly she grabbed my wrist, stopping me in mid-stroke.

“Mom, I wanna do it, go all the way with you. I want to lick your pussy!” she blurted as she pulled away from me.   

“I…” I tried to say something, anything.

But she was already pulling me towards the middle of the room. “Lie down!” she said excitedly.

The rug was cool and my mind was thinking straighter now. Okay, we’ve already gone too far, maybe we should stop. But even as the thought crossed my mind, I knew that there was no way I was going to back out now.

Brenda faced my feet and straddled my body, a hand at each knee and a knee at each ear. Her thighs moved apart as she lowered her crotch to my face and plunged her tongue deep into me.

I cried out loud. “God! Brenda! OOoohhhh, GOD, honey… oh… ohhhh!” I was nearly screaming. Gulping down a quick breath, I panted, “Is this what you d-did with Kimmie, baby? Did you eat her cunt like this?”

She raised her face, glistening with moisture, from my crotch. “Uh huh… this is what I did to her. Oh, Mom, I love your pussy so much!”

I could hear and feel her feasting on me, lips making wet sounds as her tongue delved into the folds of my vagina.

“OOOoohhhh baby… oh, God this is so GOOD!” My knees were raised, legs spread wide to allow her full access.

“Ooooh, Mom, your pussy is so beautiful! So warm — so wet…”

I looked up at Brenda’s cunt, hovering over my face, glistening with her honey. Oh, God, I was going to do this thing. I had to taste her.

I opened my mouth and covered her flower, slipping my tongue into her moist crevice with one thrust.

Everything about my baby girl’s pussy thrilled me. It was so wet and hot, the juices dripping from her, the taste exploding on my tongue like tart candy. My hands were on her thighs, and Brenda’s hips were rocking back towards me as she whimpered into my wet flesh, pausing from her feast to rub at my clit.

“Oh yeah… OOOohhhh! Suck my cunt, Mom! Deeper… Jesus, your t-tongue feels incredible… OH! Oh, God, I’ve been wanting this so bad!” Then her tongue plunged into me again. Brenda’s mouth seemed to be everywhere on my pussy, her finger rubbing steadily at my clitoris.

This was the most perverted thing I’d ever done — and I loved every minute of it!

Brenda’s hips started gyrating more quickly against my mouth, and I began to quiver like a plucked bowstring as she began to bring me to climax.

That was when she took my clit between her lips and sucked at it — and I exploded in an orgasm I thought would tear me apart.

“Oh God Brenda!” I screamed, “I’m c-c-coming! Oh! OH! OHHHHH!”   

I thrashed and jerked uncontrollably, white fire bursting through my core, leaving me panting for air. As soon as I could catch a decent breath, I responded by shoving my mouth into my daughter’s juicy pussy, eating her in an animal frenzy.

Brenda suddenly cried out loud, shaking like crazy as she straightened up, arched her back and cried out… “Mom! Oh God, MOM! OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhh, fuck! OHHH!” She gasped and howled, her body bucking crazily as she climaxed into my mouth, then collapsed onto me in a trembling heap of sweet, sticky flesh.

We lay holding each other for a long moment. Then she gazed deep into my eyes and murmured, “I love you, Mom. Oh God, how I love you.”   

My heart melted. I knew that there was no turning back — things had changed forever between us. We were still mother and daughter, but now there was a beautiful new aspect to our relationship.  

“I love you too, baby,” I moaned, nuzzling her face. We kissed, softly at first — then harder, passionately. Her hands slid to my ass and began rubbing it firmly as our tongues met and mingled.    

She broke the kiss. “Mom, I wanna do something really nasty now,” she purred with a mischievous grin.   

Jesus, hadn’t we already gone completely wild? How much further could we take this? I didn’t know, but was more than ready to find out. My pussy was dripping with arousal — I felt hornier than ever, I swear. 

“Yes, Brenda. Take me anyway you want to. I’m completely yours.”

My daughter stood up, padded over to her shoulder bag, reached inside and pulled something out. I couldn’t tell what it was for a second. Then I realized with a start that Brenda was holding a large latex cock with a waistband attached. I gaped at the thing as she stroked it.  

“I want to fuck you with this, Mom,” she smiled. “Wanna stick this deep into your cunt and fuck you like a man.”   

I could only nod, breathing hard. God, yes — at that moment, I needed her to be inside me more than anything.

She began to deftly strap the harness around her waist. “Get on all fours, Mom. And close your eyes.”    

I did as she said. And waited, trembling with anticipation and lust. I thought I would explode if she didn’t touch me soon.   

“Brenda…” I groaned.   

Suddenly I felt her hands on my butt, pulling my cheeks apart. Then she started to lick my cunt slowly, sensuously… it was divine. Then her tongue moved up to the crack of my ass. She lightly kissed my rosebud once or twice, then began licking deep between my buttocks, rimming me.

I gasped with delight as Brenda pleasured my ass with her mouth. Could this really be happening? I’d grown accustomed to thinking of my daughter as a sweet, modest creature who cared more about her teddy bears than boys. Now she had me down on my knees, bathing my anus with her tongue. It was so lewd, so sinful — and it satisfied me like nothing ever had. I could feel another climax deep inside, raging and snarling for release.   

But just before I could come, Brenda’s lips and tongue vanished from between my cheeks. I moaned in frustration — so close! — but before I could even catch my breath, she thrust that cock of hers all the way into my vagina in a single stroke.

The world broke into pieces as I exploded in a climax more intense than any I’d ever known. Brenda didn’t stop, either. She worked that enormous cock in and out of me like a woman possessed, fucking me harder… harder!

My fingernails gouged their way into the shag carpet as she leaned forward and bit my ear, her hands pawing at my breasts. Then she reared back and started groping my ass, her hips still thrusting wildly against me. She shoved a finger into my asshole, and I came again in a howling frenzy.

It took a minute or so to catch my breath — then I ripped that strap-on off Brenda, shoved my daughter onto her back and went down on her until she begged for mercy. 

We lay together on the floor for a long time after that, naked and entwined, sharing sweet kisses and whispered words of passion. 

I suppose that I should have felt guilt and shame at the very idea of being a mother who makes love to her child. Instead, I blessed the fates for bringing the two of us together in such a wondrous way.   

That was three years ago. Brenda and I have been lovers ever since.

The End

 

My Aunt’s Kinky Game

  • Posted on May 25, 2019 at 2:18 pm

by JetBoy

 

Note from JetBoy: This is a very old story of mine that I never quite finished. Having stumbled upon it recently in my Dead Dog files, I saw some slight worth there, and elected to polish it up for your discriminating eyes — adding an actual ending in the process. Hope you like it.

*****

I’d always thought that my mother was so prim and proper, the kind of woman who was always poised and in control of herself… at least until my Aunt Linda showed me the deep hidden lusts that Mom had lurking within.

It happened one summer when I had plans to go to Aunt Linda’s for a visit, a few months after I turned eighteen. She drove up to our town to pick me up in her sports car. We both hugged Mom, then left.

I was more excited than you can imagine about being with Aunt Linda for the summer. That’s because she made love to me for the previous year, the last time I visited.

I’d never thought of myself as being into sex with other girls, but Linda convinced me that lesbian love was the greatest. We fucked each other over and over again while I was there, and she taught me everything imaginable about making love to a woman, from oral to anal. She’d even taken my virginity with her fingers.

I’d returned home eager to explore lesbian sex with other girls, but never got a chance to. We lived in a very conservative suburb where people were uptight about that kind of thing, and I was too afraid to be open about my newfound sexuality. I’m sure there were other gay girls at my school, but the risk of getting outed made me super cautious. As a result, my sex life after that time with Aunt Linda was, well, nonexistent.

It had been a long year, waiting for my next visit to Aunt Linda’s place — but boy, was I ever ready! In fact, as soon as we hit the road, I made it clear to my aunt that there was no way I could keep my hands off her for the three hours it would take to get to her home. She smiled at me and said “Oh, I’ve already made plans to do something about that, little girl…”

We drove to the next town and stopped at a hotel and checked in. In the room I tore off my clothes and all but attacked Aunt Linda. We made love like animals, and she fingered me in my cunt and ass at the same time. I’d stuffed the corner of a pillow in my mouth when I came, else I’d have screamed loudly enough to have the police breaking the door down. Finally we lay quietly, holding one another.

Then she got up. She showered and told me to do the same, then get dressed. I had no idea what was going on but did as she said.

“Are you ready for a special surprise, honey?” she said as she got ready to go.

“Sure, Aunt Linda, what is it?” I asked her.

“It’s something really incredible, if you’re up for it… but you must do exactly as I say, understand? I’m going to bring another person in here — and no matter what happens, you can’t let her recognize your voice.”

“So, this person… it’s someone I know?”

Linda nodded. “That’s right. She’ll be wearing a blindfold, so you don’t have to hide… just be quiet. This could be the wildest sexual experience you’ll ever have, if you want it. But if you don’t want to get involved — and you may not — then just leave the room quietly, and go down the street to the movie theater and watch something for a couple of hours. That’s all I can tell you right now. You’ll have to trust me. Okay?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now, I will be out for a few minutes. Go get something to eat, then be back here in half an hour and wait for me.”

I went out and got a hamburger, then came back. When I got back, there was something new in the room — long silk scarves had been carefully tied to the bed posts. I didn’t know what was going to happen, but knew it was going to be pretty fucking wild.

Soon Aunt Linda’s car pulled up, and she got out and went to the other side of the car and opened the door. My jaw dropped as my mother stepped out, and a feeling of terror shot through me. What in God’s name was my aunt up to?

I started thinking about making a hasty escape, then froze in mid-motion as Aunt Linda took Mom in her arms and kissed her on the mouth. I gasped, then gasped again as Mom kissed her back. It was no sisterly kiss, either — I could see their tongues dancing together from fifty feet away.

I couldn’t believe it — my aunt and my mother were lovers? 

Mom is tall and lovely, with slight breasts, but a really nice ass. I’ve always thought she was a gorgeous woman, and was delighted that I seemed to be developing a body similar to hers.

Anyway, there I was, mouth hanging slack as I watched Aunt Linda kissing her sister — my mother, for fuck’s sake! — in the parking lot of the hotel. When they finally broke apart, I saw that Mom had no bra on, and her blouse was half open. They’d been playing with each other on the way there, I figured, and Mom was pretty worked up, ready for action.

I wasn’t sure whether I was supposed to hide or not — but then Linda put a blindfold on Mom, and led her toward our room. I was standing in a corner, my heart going like sixty as she opened the door.

“Step inside, Carol,” she said to Mom.

Mom gingerly stepped into the room. “You’re sure that Teresa won’t be coming back to this room tonight?”

“Don’t worry,” Linda murmured. “I got her a room on the other side of the hotel… and I gave her a sleeping pill so she’d get a good night’s rest. She’s out like a light.”

Mom shook her head. “God, this is so dangerous,” she whispered, “I can’t believe I’m doing such a crazy thing.”

“You used to be really wild, Carol — don’t you remember?” Aunt Linda said. “Now it’s time for you to let that part of yourself out again.”

Linda led Mom to the bed, then slowly undressed her, kissing and caressing her as she removed each article of clothing. Finally Mom was naked… and she looked beautiful. My heart throbbed as I realized that I might soon be in bed with my mother and Linda, having sex with them both.

I carefully took off all my clothes, every stitch. It was a major line that I was about to step over, and it didn’t faze me in the least — all I knew right then was that my mother was lovely and desirable, she was no stranger to lesbian sex, and that was enough. God, I almost had an orgasm right then at the thought of what I was about to do.

Linda lay my naked mother down on the bed and secured her wrists to the restraints, then she moved down and did the same to her ankles, which left her legs spread wide apart. My mouth watered at the sight of Mom’s juicy cunt.

Linda motioned to me to stand next to her. “Now, Carol, it’s time for the surprise I promised you. I have someone with me — a lover of mine, who is going to join us tonight.”

“Really?” Mom said, suddenly tense. “I thought it was just going to be the two of us.”

My aunt winked at me. “I don’t keep any secrets from her, Carol — and I asked her if she was into joining us in bed. She was really turned on by the idea of making love to a pair of real-life sisters, so she said yes. Trust me, you’ll like her.”

“Jesus, Linda,” Mom replied with a shaky laugh, “you’re as wild as ever, aren’t you?”

“How do you feel about being taken by both of us at once?” Linda murmured. “Would you like that, my sweet sister?”

“As long as you make love to me, Linda,” my mother sighed. “I’ve missed this so terribly — being with you, the way we used to do. It’s been so long. God, I was a fool to give up what we had.”

“I’ve missed you, too,” Linda cooed. “I know you didn’t want to cheat on George. But now he’s out of the picture, and you and I can be lovers again.”

“Oh, Linda, I’ve waited so long for this…”

She knelt next to my mother and began kissing her — and I could see Mom’s tongue in my aunt’s mouth as their kiss quickly grew passionate. Linda was fondling Mom’s breasts now, brushing her nipples with her fingertips. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Get between her legs and kiss her thighs, then up to her pussy… do it slowly, tease her.”

I smiled and kissed Linda, then knelt before Mom, my heart throbbing… and began to nuzzle her thighs, slowly working my way up to her glistening vulva. I was nearly trembling with excitement as I moved in to take that first luscious lick.

“Oh my God,” Mom moaned, once my face was buried in her thick pubes, tongue probing her cunt. “She’s incredible, Linda.”

“Yes, she’s an animal in bed.”

“Mmmm… oh yes, lick me.” Mom moaned as I moved her towards her first orgasm. I ate her slowly until she was thrashing through her first climax. Linda was busy kissing and sucking Mom’s nipples as she came in my face.

As Mom lay there panting while recovering from her climax, Linda gestured for me to join her at the head of the bed. Then she positioned me so I was sitting on Mom’s lap, facing her with my breasts near her face.

“Here, Carol… lick your new lover’s nipples,” she purred, slowly drawing Mom’s face to my breasts.

Mom immediately began sucking my nipples, and I cradled her head to my chest. Linda was watching, fingering her own pussy as she lay next to us.

My cunt was rubbing against Mom’s tummy as she pleasured my breasts, and it felt so good that I suddenly came against her. She only sucked harder, biting my nipples as she came too.

I was so turned on that I slipped down and kissed her like a lover. My own mom! She was licking her own pussy juices from my lips and chin, and I let my tongue explore her mouth. She was an incredible kisser, and it got me instantly hot, even though I’d just climaxed.

Wanting more, I straddled her head and fed her my pussy — and she started licking me right away. She found my swollen clit and began to lightly nibble it, making me cry out loud. After a couple minutes of that, I sprayed her face with another orgasm. I kissed Mom once more, this time licking the taste of my cunt from her lips, then staggered over to a nearby chair and sat.

Linda reached for her strap-on and handed it to me. My heart raced in anticipation as I put it on. Was I really going to fuck Mom? I sure as hell wanted to!

“Now, Carol,” Linda softly said, “I’m going to untie you… but the blindfold stays on, understand?”

“Yes, Linda.”

“Good,” she said, removing the restraints. She bent down to kiss Mom’s breasts, in a way that had her own generous tits hanging in my mother’s face. Mom’s tongue emerged to lick at Linda’s swollen nipple… and then the two sisters were eagerly pleasuring each other’s breasts.

Linda began kissing her way down Mom’s body, straddling her as she went until they were in a 69 position, nuzzling each other’s cunts. Then Linda burrowed between my mother’s thighs to feast on her pussy, and Mom lifted her face to claim my aunt’s dripping slit with her mouth.

I watched wide-eyed as my mom and my aunt went down on one another, eating cunt with a passion that left me breathless. Wow, they really were in love.

Then Linda rolled herself and my mother over so that Mom was now on top. Her eyes met mine, and I knew exactly what she wanted me to do.

I knelt behind Mom, resting the tip of my latex cock at the entrance to her wet vagina. She moaned into Aunt Linda’s cunt, clearly knowing what she was in for. Well, who was I to let her down?

I pushed forward, slipping my cock into a furnace-hot, soaking-wet cunt — and began to fuck her slowly, gradually increasing my tempo with each stroke.

Suddenly Mom moaned, “Oh Jesus, fuck me hard, go deep… damn it, fuck me!”

My eyes widened. I’d never heard my mother swear before, at least nothing more than an occasional damn or hell, and now she was crying, “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, give me your cock. Oh yes, deeper, fuck my cunt…” She ranted on and on like that.

So I fucked Mom like a wild animal, just the way she wanted — and she came with a howl before going completely limp.

“Okay,” commanded Linda, “now, Carol, you put it on and fuck your new lover.” Mom did as she was told and I lay on the bed, spread out and waiting for her. Soon she was on top of me, her breasts brushing mine as she drove that dildo deep into my body. I had orgasm after orgasm while Mom rode me, kissing my mouth over and over again. During one orgasm I was moaning louder and louder and then cried out, unable to stifle my ecstasy.

With the dildo deep in me, Mom stopped and a look came over her face. “Linda, who is your friend? I want to know now.”

“Okay, very well, turn around on the bed and sit at the head again and I will show you.”

Mom did as she said — and Linda took off the dildo, then put her arms and legs back in the restraints, making sure they were tighter this time.

“Now dear, are you sure you want to know who we have been in bed with half the night, who you have eaten out and fucked? Are you sure?”

Mom asked, “Um… do I know her, then? Is that why you blindfolded me?”

“Yes, you do… and yes, it is.” Linda said.

“Do I know her well?”

“Yes, dear, you know her well. I have been teaching her all she knows about sex. She’s an incredible lover who really knows how to please a woman… and I wanted to share her with you.”

As she spoke, Aunt Linda guided me between Mom’s thighs once more, clearly indicating that I should begin to eat her pussy again. “Before I take off the blindfold… she wants to lick you again, Carol.”

“Okay,” Mom said with a nod. “She needs to be gentle, though. I’m tender down there.”

Soon I was going down on Mom, and she was squirming towards another climax. Linda bent down to me to whisper, “Keep eating her… soon as she begins to come, I’m taking the blindfold off.”

Mom’s orgasm was getting closer… now she was humping my face. Then she began to come and Linda untied the blindfold. It came off slowly and Mom froze, her face white with horror.

“Oh my God, oh no, not my own daughter, oh God… Untie me, Linda!” she sobbed, utterly stunned by the sight of me.

Linda came over to where I stood. “What do you think of your mother, Teresa… did you enjoy fucking her?”

“God, yes,” I purred. “Mom, you are so hot.”

Suddenly Linda kissed me and began sucking my tits and fingering me.

“Oh no, please no,” Mom said. “D-don’t do this.”

Linda turned to her. “Now, sis… now you are going to watch us make love.”

“Oh no, please.” Mom kept on saying.

For the next hour Linda and I made love every way imaginable, Mom watching all the while. After awhile, her hips were moving slowly… and I knew my mother was aroused.

“Oh, Linda,” she finally moaned after a long while.

“What is it, Carol?” she said.

“Untie me.”

Linda unfastened the restraints. Slowly Mom rose to her feet and padded across the room to where I stood… than all of a sudden, her naked body was pressing into mine.

She took my face in her hands and kissed me. I kissed her back — and we fell to the bed in each other’s arms. Slowly we worked around to a 69 and ate each other until we came together.

Linda was stretched out next to us as we recovered, and my mother and I suddenly attacked her.

For another hour, the three of us fucked like bitches in heat. My pussy was so sensitive by the time we passed out that the slightest touch made me shiver. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning we showered and dressed and ate breakfast. We all drove to Linda’s house in Biloxi. The weekend was spent for the most part naked and in bed, taking time to eat and refresh ourselves in the pool.

Since then, Mom and I have had a special relationship and slept in each other’s bed whenever we felt the desire to. She and I still fuck sometimes, even though I’m older now and have a lesbian lover of my own. We’ll always remember the first time we were together, and we’re both grateful to Aunt Linda for making it happen.

The End

 

Ripples, Chapter 14

  • Posted on May 21, 2019 at 2:14 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

After an uneventful morning, Jessica got the girls off to school and drove to the shop. Somehow, she put aside all thoughts of her personal life, knuckling down to making calls, checking stock, analysing sales and checking out new lines. She even managed to busy herself on the shop floor — manning the tills, tidying the shelves and greeting customers, but making an effort to avoid the changing rooms. Why be greedy? she thought. You’ve already got enough on your plate.

At the end of a productive day, Jess was preparing to go home, intending to have her little chat with Alice and Katie. Then she received a call from a member of the local commerce group, asking if she could attend a meeting that evening about business rates and rents. With the economy as it was, especially affecting the country’s town centres, she felt she had to say yes.

She picked up some groceries, then fetched the two younger girls from school. As soon as Alice got home she prepared dinner, and as she and her daughters sat at the table, she told them, “Listen, girls, I need to go to a meeting in town tonight… but instead of getting a sitter in, I’ve decided that Alice is old enough to be in charge while I’m gone. I’ll only be gone a couple of hours or so, but phone Rachel if anything happens and I can be home in ten minutes.” She turned to her eldest daughter. “How does that sound, sweetheart? Do you think you can look after your sisters for me?”

Alice nodded, clearly pleased. “Of course, Mum, thanks for trusting me. I promise, I’ll be careful.”

Jess smiled at her lovely teenage daughter. “I’m sure you will; you’re a very grown-up girl for your age.” They exchanged knowing looks, then carried on eating.

After dinner, Jess cleared up, with Alice helping dry the dishes, then she went upstairs to get ready — a quick shower, slipping into a casual pantsuit, retouching her makeup and a few swipes of the hairbrush. By six-thirty, she was ready to go.

Standing by the door, car keys in hand, she told Alice, “Okay, call me if there are any problems, but remember, Rachel is just across the road. I might be home by ten, but it could run later than that. Make sure your sisters wash up and clean their teeth, and that Poppy’s in bed by eight, Katie by nine. You can stay up and wait for me if you want, but make sure to do all your homework. I’ll let Rachel know you’re looking after the girls.”

“Okay, Mum, no problem.”

“Thanks, love.” Though feeling a wicked urge to give her daughter a passionate French kiss, Jess settled for placing a soft peck on Alice’s cheek before taking her leave.

*****

As the door closed behind her mum, Alice was already beginning to think about having a little fun with her sisters. She called out, “Katie! Poppy!”

The younger girls appeared at the top of the stairs. “What’s up?” said Katie.

“Why don’t you guys bring your homework down here? We can work at the kitchen table and get it done fast… then we’ll have until bedtime to do something fun together!”

“Cool!” cried Poppy, disappearing in a flash.

“Something fun, huh? Sure, okay,” said Katie, giving her big sister a thoughtful smile before turning away. Alice felt a flash of excitement, suspecting that her younger sibling had something more interesting in mind than TV or kids’ games. Maybe Katie got over how nervous she was in the shower yesterday, Alice thought. Wow, I sure hope so!

Moments later, the three girls were seated at the kitchen table, plowing through their homework. Poppy had a few long division problems she was struggling with, but with Alice’s help she made short work of them, and within half an hour, they were finished.

“All right!” Alice said, slamming her biology textbook shut. “Let’s go get changed, then meet up by the sofa!”

Grinning with excitement, the three girls raced upstairs, each to their own room.

Her heart pounding, Alice quickly stripped off all her clothes, dropping them where she stood, and rushed into the landing stark naked. She went down the hallway to Poppy’s room and, without hesitation, entered. “Hey, Popstar!” she exclaimed, “don’t forget to clean your teeth.”

Alice’s sudden entrance made Poppy start. She turned, her eyes going wide at the sight of her big sister, bouncing into her room without a stitch on. “Ali, you’re not wearing anything. You’re always doing that.”

Alice grinned, “I know. I told you before, didn’t I? I like not wearing clothes. Why don’t you try it? We could all watch telly completely naked. It’ll be fun, like… like living in the jungle!”

“A naked party, huh? Yeah, let’s!” Without a second thought, Poppy shucked the nightshirt she wore, then slipped out of her knickers. “How’s this?”

“Perrrrrrrrfect,” Alice cooed, feasting her eyes on the nude seven-year-old. “I’ll go tell Katie.”

*****

In her room, Katie had just put on fresh panties, and was wriggling into an old Abba t-shirt of Alice’s that she liked to sleep in. She appraised herself in the mirror, wondering if she really was as cute as her big sister said.

Katie found herself hoping that Poppy wouldn’t want to stay up past her bedtime, maybe even turn in a little early, so that she could be alone with Alice for awhile before their mum got home.

Ever since she and Alice had showered together the day before, Katie had been consumed by thoughts of her older sibling, of how they’d washed each other. It felt so lovely when she touched my bum, Katie mused, and when she got me to wash her titties… well, that was nice too.

But then Alice had tried to put Katie’s hand between her legs, the younger girl had panicked and fled. Katie’s face burned with embarrassment as she replayed the incident in her mind. She could still hear Alice’s voice, whispering, Wash me there… it feels so good.

Katie wasn’t sure if she was a lesbian like her big sister, and preferred girls to boys… but she knew one thing for certain: If she gives me another chance to touch her there, I won’t be running away.

She’d just begun to make her way to the door when Alice burst in. Katie opened her lips to speak — then froze as she realized that her older sibling was completely bare.

“Hey, Kitty Kat — me and Pops are going to watch TV with no clothes on.”

Katie was flabbergasted, unable to speak. Finally she managed to say, “Why?”

“Just for a laugh,” Alice giggled. “We’re pretending we’re in the jungle, and don’t have any clothes!”

Katie felt a touch of nervousness, but fought it off. Don’t you be a fraidy-cat — not this time!

In fact, when she thought about it, the idea of getting naked with Alice seemed, well, sort of interesting. With a devil-may-care shrug, she stripped completely before her big sister.

“Way to go, sis!” cheered Alice. “Let’s brush our teeth first, then we’ll head downstairs.” She went into their shared bathroom, another smile of victory forming. Well, that was easy, she told herself, reaching for the toothpaste. I think this is gonna be lots of fun.

Within minutes, the three sisters were gathered in the living room, each stealing occasional glances at the other two. Alice had suggested that they bring their dressing gowns along, just in case they needed to cover up quickly… but at the moment, they were all put to one side.

“What shall we watch?” asked Alice, considering for a moment whether to log on to one of her favourite naughty websites and pull up some sexy girl-girl footage. Then she decided it was a bit too soon to expose Poppy to that kind of fun without laying some groundwork first. Katie had already seen one of those videos on the night after their Wales trip and sleepover, and Alice had another hot lesbian clip waiting, one she intended to show Katie at some later time. Maybe tonight, she thought.

They settled on a DVD compilation of songs from cartoons and films and, once it was playing, danced around the floor singing along. Anyone peeping through the window could be forgiven for thinking they were watching some kind of bizarre tribal ritual, unless they could hear the music.

As they pranced around, each continued to check out the others. Alice took the opportunity to study her sisters’ yet-to-develop young bodies, growing more aroused by the minute. Katie paid special attention to Alice’s blossoming womanhood, unsettled by the realisation that she was feeling an attraction for her own sibling. As for Poppy, she savoured the pleasure of doing something naughty, but also gazed in awe at her sisters’ bodies, slightly jealous of their more developed figures.

As their energy waned, the jumping about subsided, and they finally settled down, electing to watch a documentary on penguins, spreading their dressing gowns out on the sofa, where Alice and Katie seated themselves. Poppy chose to lie on her tummy on the floor.

The girls sat quietly, watching the screen — two of them were, at any rate. As the younger ones became mesmerised by the animals, Alice seized the opportunity to study her sisters.

Katie’s body was beginning to ripen nicely, and the way she sat, facing Alice, exposed her open peach enough for the older girl to get a good look. She felt a sudden, urgent hunger to lick that pretty slit, causing her heart to beat a little faster.

Shifting her gaze to her baby sister, stretched out on the floor, head supported by her elbows and palms, Alice found the view to be just as tantalising — perhaps more so, given her sister’s age. She found herself mesmerised by Poppy’s pert, pale bum, the seven-year-old’s thighs parted just wide enough to give Alice an incredible view of the child’s puffy slit, as well as her cute little rosebud.

Alice felt warm all over, imagining the possibilities at hand. What would Poppy do, she wondered, if I were to crawl over to where she is, dip my face between her legs and lick those pretty little holes of hers? Bet she’d love it. She gave a tiny nod. Bet she would, yeah. I wonder… does Mum ever think of Katie and Poppy the way I do? Unsure how to process such an idea, she put it aside.

Eventually it neared 8 PM — so as she promised her mum, Alice informed Poppy that it was her bedtime. She’d expected an argument, but the little one was tuckered out from their earlier antics. “Will you tuck me in, please?” said a sleepy-eyed Poppy, rising to her feet.

“Sure, Popstar,” said Alice, reaching out to take the child’s hand.

Once Alice had Poppy safely nestled in bed, she leaned down and placed a light kiss on the little girl’s lips, allowing it to linger just a little. “Good night, sweetie,” she whispered.

Poppy raised her head slightly. “You never kissed me like that before… I like it.”

“Oh, well,” Alice said, “You’re growing up fast, kiddo — thought I’d give you an adult kiss for a change.”

“I liked it,” the child repeated. “Can I have another?”

“Sure,” Alice said, drawing the little girl into her arms. She pressed her lips to Poppy’s, a bit more firmly this time, drawing the kiss out for even longer. The urge was there to give in to desire and bring her tongue into play, kissing her seven-year-old sister like a lover. She barely managed to resist.

Alice gently broke away, giving the child a sweet smile. “G’night, Poppy… I love you.”

“Love you too,” the dazed girl replied.

Pausing to switch on the nightlight, Alice made her way to the door, turning back to look at her little sister before she left. The sight of Poppy gently touching her lips quickened Alice’s heartbeat.

“Alice?” Poppy called out, just before her sister closed the door. “That was fun, not wearing any clothes. Can we do it again?”

Alice had to smile at that. “Oh yes, Pops, we certainly will. We’re going to have lots of fun, now you’re getting to be a big girl — you’ll see. Now get to sleep. Pleasant dreams.” Pulling the door to, she leaned back against it, taking deep breaths to calm herself.

I don’t care if she’s only seven, she thought. I don’t care if it means I’m perverted. Sometime soon, I’m going to make love to her.

Alice went downstairs and back to the living room — pushing the door to, but not quite closed, remembering how she had peeped on her mum and Rachel on that amazing night, several weeks ago. Who knows? she told herself. Maybe Poppy will wake up and come down for a glass of milk or something. Wouldn’t it be cool to have her see me and Katie, doing sex stuff? She paused to look at her nude sister, still relaxing on the couch. Speaking of Katie…

She seated herself opposite Katie, this time dropping one leg to the floor and bending her other leg on the cushion so her dampening slit was fully exposed. She casually dropped a hand to her thigh, achingly close to the source of her heat.

They carried on watching TV for a few minutes, with Alice thinking of her next step all the while. Finally, she turned to her sister. “Wanna do something else now?” she asked, alternating her gaze between Katie’s eyes and the part of the younger girl’s body she was dying to get to. Let her see me look, she thought.

Katie pursed her lips, as though she was trying to recall the answer to a test question. “Um, I dunno. The other night, you said you’d teach me some cool stuff… y’know, that girls do.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot about that,” Alice replied, trying to seem nonchalant, but inside she was almost feverish with anticipation. She adjusted her position, fully putting her own sex on display to Katie, leaving one leg trailing on the floor, the other now bent completely with her foot flat on the cushion. Now her sister could see everything she was doing. “Shall I teach you how to masturbate properly?”

“Sure,” Katie said, her voice barely audible.

Alice gave the younger girl an encouraging smile. “Okay, then. First, you need to get yourself all wet; otherwise you can get a bit sore from rubbing. It’s best to do it this way.” With that, she put her index and middle fingers into her mouth, moving them slowly in and out to ensure they received a good coating of saliva.

Locking eyes with Katie, who was watching raptly, she removed her fingers and, moving slowly, dropped the hand to her groin. “You should touch your vagina slowly at first, to get yourself all wet and excited.”

“Vagina?” Katie repeated. “That’s your, um…”

Katie nodded. “Most girls call it their pussy, but there are lots of names for it. Just slide your fingers up and down to get started.” Alice demonstrated, holding back her excitement to build the tension. As her sex grew moist, she gradually eased her middle finger into the hot folds of her labia.

“As soon as you feel wet enough, you can start to put your finger inside like this — but be careful you don’t scratch yourself with your nails.” Alice began to dip her finger inside, alternating with circling the small but throbbing nub of flesh just above. “Once you get going, you can touch your clit, this little button at the top. That’s where you get the best feelings from.” She continued to tease her own engorged clitoris while watching Katie, who was too busy staring wide-eyed at her sister’s vulva to notice.

Katie’s mouth hung slack in awe at the incredible sight before her. Seeing a girl’s naughty bits on the video Alice had shown her a few days ago was one thing, but this was up close and for real. It was giving the nine-year-old all kinds of feelings that were new to her — some thrilling, some a little scary.

Without missing a stroke, Alice said, “Why don’t you have a go, so I can see how you do it?”

Too astonished to speak, but thinking, Yes, that’s what I want, Katie quickly nodded and got into the same position as her sister. Alice smiled and said, “That’s it — like we’re doing it in front of a mirror. Just copy what I do.”

Katie put her fingers in her mouth, just as Alice had done. Once they were wet enough, she did as Alice instructed, and slowly trailed them up and down the cleft of her smaller, smoother pussy. Where Alice had visible outer lips forming, Katie’s labia were not yet as developed. Alice thought her sister’s sex looked more like an apricot.

They continued to mirror each other for a few minutes, the younger girl copying every move her older sister made. As Alice pushed a finger inside, so did Katie; when Alice used her middle finger to rapidly circle her clit, she did the same, though Alice had to pause before she reached a climax. Then Katie watched as Alice fucked herself with the index finger of one hand, while using the other to stimulate her clitoris. Katie copied her but, not being used to having anything inside her vagina, went more slowly.

Although Alice had initiated both sexual encounters with her mother, she’d still been the student, despite Mum’s lack of experience in that area. Now for the first time, she was the teacher… and it felt good. She knew instinctively that she wanted to educate other girls — women, too! — in the delights of lesbian love.

Sensing once again that she was about to come, Alice eased off, not wanting to let it get in the way of her intentions. She continued to carefully watch Katie, whose eyes were still glued to her sister’s busy hands, and waited until the inevitable moment when the younger girl would succumb to these new pleasures.

When Alice finally saw Katie’s eyes close, the girl’s head lolling back to rest on the arm of the sofa, she ceased her own fingering and carefully stood, raising herself from the sofa so that her sister wouldn’t notice. By then, Katie was oblivious to all as she drifted toward her own orgasmic throes, made evident by her short, sharp breaths and little jerks her body made.

Alice moved slowly on her hands and knees along the carpet to Katie’s side, careful not to touch or interrupt her. She watched until she heard her sister’s breaths grow deeper, turning into low moans that built to a crescendo, rising in tone until it seemed as if she might scream. Choosing that instant to make her move, Alice bent forward to flick her tongue over Katie’s tiny nipple.

Katie’s eyes suddenly flew open at this unexpected touch, her hand freezing in mid-motion. “Alice!” she gasped, staring at her big sister in complete disbelief. “What are you–”

“Don’t stop!” Alice said, pausing her flickering tongue to look up at her little sister. “I’m just helping you feel good, Kitty-Kat. It’s okay, carry on. You’re so close!”

Too shocked to speak, Katie began to masturbate again. As it sank in, the import of what Alice was doing, the younger girl redoubled her efforts at manipulating her clit. Only this time, her eyes were wide open, taking in the view of her elder sibling as Alice lavished attention on her nipples.

Katie began to moan louder, her brow furrowed with sudden concern. “Ali, what’s happening? I feel funny all over… I think I’m g-going to wee myself!”

Shaking her head, Alice said, “You aren’t, trust me — it feels like that when you’re about to come really big. “Just let it happen, sis — I promise, you’ll love it.”

Katie still felt uncertain, but she did have faith in her big sister. Anyhow, it felt too good to stop. Her hand moved frantically, the pleasure mounting higher with each passing second.

Alice began to kiss her sister. She didn’t use her tongue, but they were hot open-mouthed kisses that siblings didn’t usually share. Katie didn’t really respond to them, though she seemed happy enough to let Alice do whatever she wanted. Then the panting nine-year-old was coming, and nothing mattered but the moment’s ecstasy.

Katie had brought herself off a few times by then, but lovely as that felt, it was nothing compared to this orgasm, now raging through her body like a thunderstorm. She moaned as this incredible sensation reached a peak, but the sound was muffled by her big sister’s mouth.

A few seconds later, her body convulsed, almost throwing Alice off. The older girl sat back, watching in awe as Katie quivered and shook, lost in purest bliss. I did that, she told herself. I taught my sister how.

Now aching with lust, Alice looked down at her little sister’s hands. Katie’s climax was beginning to ebb —  her finger still pumping in and out, only much more slowly than before. Feeling a wicked impulse, Alice joined her index finger to Katie’s before sliding them both into the girl’s gushing furnace. A jolt raced through Katie’s body, then Alice withdrew her finger, dizzy with excitement as she raised it to her lips for a first taste of the younger girl.

She sucked greedily to get all the juices she’d longed for, then inserted the digit back into Katie’s honeypot for more. It was not long before her second helping was gone, so she dipped in again — only this time, she raised the glistening finger to her sister’s lips. “Go on, sis… you’ve tasted mine, now taste yourself.”

Katie hesitated at first, then took the juice-covered finger into her mouth, sampling her flavour and deciding she liked it. Alice shivered at how nice it felt, having her finger suckled like a hungry baby with a milk bottle.

Taking her hand back, Alice drew close to Katie and kissed her gently, like a lover, but with more affection than lust. Neither girl spoke for a few seconds.

Alice looked round at the clock on the sideboard, then turned back to Katie, who had regained her breath and was practically glowing with contentment. “It’s nearly nine,” Alice said, rising to her feet. “Time for you to get to bed, Kat.” She extended a hand to help her sister up.

As Katie rose, she threw both arms around Alice, hugging her tightly. “Oh, thank you, Ali, thank you! That was… it was the best thing ever!” Pulling away, she gazed up at her sister. “Can we do that again? Lots of times?”

Alice enjoyed a smile of victory, tinged with an overwhelming love for her sibling. “We sure can, Katie. Now that you like girls too, we can do all sorts of things together. I can’t wait to teach you more.”

They gathered up their dressing gowns, then Alice led Katie up the stairs and to her bedroom. She tucked her sister up in bed and kissed her gently on the lips, just as she had with Poppy — only this time, she got to savour the taste of the young girl’s virgin cunt on her lips. “Night-night, Kitty-Kat. I love you.”

“I love you too,” whispered Katie.

Alice turned to go, but just as her hand touched the doorknob, Katie suddenly blurted out, “Ali, who taught you how to do that stuff? You said you’ve done it with other girls… now, will you tell me who they were?”

The question caught Alice by surprise. She hadn’t given any thought to telling Katie about the things she’d done with Mum — at least not yet. She studied her sister for a few seconds, wondering how best to answer, the beginnings of a plan starting to unfold in her head.

She took a breath. “Well… if I tell you, you can’t tell anyone else ever, okay? Whatever was the biggest secret I ever asked you to keep for me, this one is even bigger.”

Katie nodded. “I swear. Cross my heart and everything.”

Returning to the bed, Alice sat down beside her sister. “Okay then. Um, I started doing stuff with Bella after I found these stories and videos of lesbian stuff on the internet. But she was always too scared to let me do much. Mostly just kissing.”

“Uh-huh,” said Katie, her face getting a bit warm as she recalled her own fears. Now, they just seemed silly.

Alice continued. “Then one night, I was outside Mum’s room, and I saw her watching this DVD full of ladies having sex with each other–”

“Wait, wait!” Katie protested. “Hold on. Our mum was looking at a dirty movie? A lesbian movie? But she isn’t gay!” She paused. “Um, is she?”

“I didn’t think so before, but here’s the thing: Mum wasn’t just watching, she was touching her pussy!”

Katie’s eyes were huge. “No way!”

Yes way,” said Alice. “She didn’t know I was there, and I sneaked away quick when she turned the movie off. Anyhow, I’d been thinking a lot about, y’know, liking girls, and I figured maybe I could talk to Mum about it, ‘specially if she felt the same way. But then, before I got around to talking to her…” She paused, unsure of what to say.

“What? What happened?”

Alice felt herself blush. “Um… so like I said, I was having these thoughts about girls — wanting to kiss them and touch them, you know? Well, I, uh, kinda started feeling that way about Mum.”

Katie made a face. “You wanted to do sex stuff with Mum? Isn’t that, I dunno, sort of weird?”

“Maybe not that weird,” Alice replied. “Let’s face it, Mum’s a sexy woman.”

“I — I guess,” said Katie. “So… what did you do about it? Anything?”

Alice took a deep breath. Here goes, she thought. “A couple nights later, after you and Poppy had gone to bed, I went to Mum’s room and asked if we could talk. I told her that I think I’m a lesbian and I asked her to teach me how to kiss properly… and show me how to play with myself, like we just did.”

“You never!” Katie gasped, her eyes wide. “What did she say?”

“At first, she didn’t want to. Mums aren’t supposed to do things like that with their daughters, and she could get in a lot of trouble if anyone found out. But then, I sort of got her to kiss me anyhow.”

“Wow… so, what was it like?”

“Oh, Katie, it was wonderful. Better than I ever thought a kiss could be. She loved it too, I could tell! And I guess it got Mum all excited, ‘cos I started touching her titties, and she didn’t make me stop. Then… well, Mum undressed me, and played with my pussy till I came.”

“That’s… oh, I don’t know,” breathed Katie, in something of a daze. “It sounds so — so bad, so wicked, but at the same time, really, really hot!” She shook her head slowly, as if trying to clear it.

“You’re right,” Alice replied with a nod, “but it was totally sweet and gentle, too. It wasn’t just sex, Katie. Mum made love to me… and I could feel that love all over when she touched me down there.”

Katie longed to ask her big sister, Would Mum ever do that to me? But she couldn’t summon up the nerve, instead settling for, “Did you, um, d-do stuff to her?”

“I wanted to, but she said no. I suppose by then, she was feeling bad about what we did. But then I pushed her nightie open and sucked her nipples, then Mum let me do what I liked to her. Know what I did then? I kissed her pussy!”

Katie could only gape at her sister. The story was crazy, the kind of thing that she usually wouldn’t believe for an instant. But Alice never lied to her. Never.

Fighting to keep a grip on her emotions, Katie said, “What was that like?”

“I loved it,” said Alice. “It was amazing, she tasted really good. I made her come in my mouth!”

It was too much for Katie. Right or wrong, she yearned to be in on this. “Would you — um, could we maybe do that sometime…?” Please say yes, she silently entreated. Please.

Alice wanted to jump up and down and cheer, but merely smiled. “Sure, Kitty-Kat… but we’ll have to be careful.” Bending down, she gave her sister a gentle kiss. “You’d better get to sleep now, Mum will be home by ten. Remember now — this is our secret, and you promised never to tell.”

“I won’t, honest.”

“G’night, Kat.” Giving her sister a little wave, Alice exited through the bathroom. Before pulling the door shut, she noticed that Katie was staring into space, lost in thought. Good, Alice told herself. The more she thinks about it, the more interested she’ll be, more ready to let herself go.

Peering into the mirror on her wall, appraising her nakedness, the twelve-year-old pondered her next step, Should I wait for Mum downstairs, in my room, or slip into her bed? She had every intention of enjoying sex with her mother that night. If she feels like it, anyhow. But I bet I can make Mum want it, even if she thinks she doesn’t.

She went downstairs to clear up, get some water and make sure there were no telltale signs of what they’d been up to, then went back up to her room and laid on her bed with the bedside lamp on, contemplating the events of the evening.

Alice began to caress her breasts, slowly moving her hands over her body. Remembering how she’d put off her own climax, she knew that there was more than enough time to put that right. But it would be better if I saved it for Mum, she thought. Then again, it could be a couple hours before she’s ready to come to bed. I’ll make myself come, only not too big of one.

She considered logging on to one of her favourite naughty websites — but really, why bother? The vision of nine-year-old Katie finger-fucking herself mere minutes earlier was still etched into her memory. Then she recalled the sight of little Poppy lying prone on the floor, innocently revealing her girly bits, and that image began to fuel her desire in a big way.

Oh God, I want to fuck Poppy! She’d love it, I’m sure. But how do I make a move on a girl who’s only seven? Maybe if I got Katie on board to help me… though maybe I should wait until she and I have done more, like licking each other.

That got Alice’s mind moving in an interesting direction. If I’d tried to kiss her pussy just a minute ago, she would’ve let me — I’m sure of that. She glanced at the clock on her night table. Twenty after nine. Mum said she might be home by ten. That’s time enough for me and Katie to have some more fun.

Acting on this sudden impulse, Alice swung her legs off the bed and went to her bathroom door, opening it wide. She returned to her bed, lay back down and began to masturbate, using the images of her younger sisters to feed her lust. Her movements were gentle at first, lightly caressing her slit. With eyes closed, she filled her mind with the image of Katie touching herself, the girl’s thighs spread open, her fingers dripping with nectar.

Then Alice’s wicked imagination added their baby sister Poppy to her fantasy, the nude seven-year-old down on her knees, her eyes dancing with excitement as her face drew nearer to big sister’s pussy. Alice fingered herself more aggressively as she pictured little Poppy pressing an open-mouthed kiss into her cunt — a vision that had her longed-for orgasm fast approaching.

As the fire beneath her belly hissed and crackled, Alice called out, “Oh Katie, please lick me. Yes, oh fuck, yes. Lick your sister’s pussy!”

She was lost in the throes of ecstasy — making jerking movements, kicking her legs out and panting for breath, all the while keeping her eyes fastened to the door on the other side of the bathroom. And when she saw the door move just a little, Alice knew that her scheme had worked.

Now the objective was to stop herself from getting off. Alice eased up on her fingering, but continued to speak, hoping to entice her sister to move closer. “Oh Kat, I need you so much! Let me taste you. I want to fuck you, make you c-come in my mouth…”

Katie was there, standing in the fully open doorway to her room. She’d put a nightdress on, but had a hand between her legs, rubbing her vulva.

Alice slowly sat up, extending a hand to her younger sister. “Come on in, Katie, it’s okay.”

Her sister walked as if in a trance into Alice’s room. “I — I heard you calling me.“

Smiling at the girl, Alice beckoned her forward. “C’mere, little sister… we’ve still got time before Mum gets home. I’ll show you some more sexy stuff, if you like.”

With only a second’s hesitation, Katie did as her sister asked, crossing the room to stand beside Alice’s bed. Alice was about to tell her to take off her nightdress — instead, she chose to swing her legs off the bed so that she was perched on the edge before Katie, smiling up at the younger girl. Alice took hold of the hem of the faded cotton nightie and lifted it slowly, rising to her feet as she tugged it higher. Katie raised her arms to assist. Alice pulled the cotton garment over her head, threw the nightdress on the floor and, before Katie could react, placed a hand on each side of her face and kissed her on the mouth.

Her sister stood paralysed, not knowing what to do or how to respond. After a few moments, Alice pulled away a little and looked at Katie, their noses almost touching. “Are you sure you want to learn more?”

Katie could only nod at first — then the girl’s voice caught up with her thoughts, coming out in a gasp. “Yes, p-please!”

Alice was giddy with delight, feeling the need to shout out loud. Instead, she spoke, keeping her voice low and intimate. “Okay then. It’s time you knew how to kiss — really kiss, like lovers do. You’ve heard of French kissing, right?” Another nod from Katie. “Well, we’re going to do that now. Just relax and let me show you what it’s like… then you kiss me back the same way. It’s the best, you’ll see!”

Drawing close, Alice kissed Katie again, this time insinuating the tip of her tongue between her sister’s lips. Katie let it happen, a whimper escaping when the older girl’s tongue sought out hers, coaxing it to join in the dance. As the kiss deepened, she began to respond, mimicking her sister’s movements. Then Alice began to plant juicy kisses on and around her mouth, then wandered round to her ears and down the side of her neck.

Though dizzy with excitement, Katie found herself standing motionless, hands hanging limply by her side, the whole world reduced to the mouth and tongue of her sister. She felt Alice’s hand move from her face to her shoulder, then the other hand slipped around to the back of her head as the soft, luscious lips of the older girl found hers again, Alice’s tongue seeking and gaining entry.

Her big sister’s hand continued to wander, inching down Katie’s arm before shifting to her hip, then round the nine-year-old’s back to pull her in even closer. Now their bare bodies were touching, pressed skin to skin. Alice’s hand drifted down to cup and fondle her younger sibling’s bum, kneading the baby-smooth globes, her fingers dipping between them to tease Katie’s rosebud.

Again, those lovely warm kisses moved from Katie’s mouth to her neck, causing the child’s head to loll back, her eyes drifting shut as she lost herself in the moment. This time, however, Alice’s wandering lips and tongue did not return to her mouth, but carried on their journey downward, briefly lingering on her upper chest, then lower, down to Katie’s barely formed breasts.

As Alice’s tongue emerged to encircle a hard nipple, her hand was on the move, too — gliding slowly from Katie’s back to her front, nails lightly scratching a trail around her hip until the fingertip traced a line just above the young girl’s pubis.

Katie was quivering inside, half of her focused on Alice’s lips and tongue as they pleasured her nipple, the other half riveted to her big sister’s hand, thinking, Touch me there, please please please touch me there.

Alice began to slide her hand further downward, going slowly as she was able, determined to give her little sister the chance to break away if she wanted. But when her middle finger finally touched the tiny pearl of Katie’s clitoris, the smaller girl’s body jerked suddenly, accompanied by a sharp intake of breath.

“Yes, Ali — oh, yes!” Katie cried.

Raising her face from the girl’s chest, Alice stared at her, thrilled to bits by the raw, naked hunger written on Katie’s face. “You like this, then?”

“I love it, Ali… I — I love you. Please d-don’t stop, touch me some more…”

It’s happening, it’s totally happening, Alice exulted. I’m gonna fuck my little sister!

Her finger began to move, exploring the hot, moist flesh of Katie’s virgin cunt. The slickness of the child’s vagina made it easy for the digit to disappear into the hot orifice, then back out again, drawing forth warm, lubricating fluids so that the coated finger could easily pass back and forth — teasing the girl’s stiffening clitoris, then dipping back into the juicy vagina to keep it slick.

Katie was lost in sensations even more intense than she’d experienced downstairs. Alice’s hand seemed to know exactly where to go to make the good feelings happen… and oh, yes, now big sister was kissing her neck, ear, shoulder, then back to her lips, that sweet hot tongue darting into her mouth to flutter briefly before withdrawing; now Alice was nibbling at her chin, those lovely kisses descending into the hollow of her throat…

Realising with a start that she could be touching her big sister’s naked body instead of just standing there,  Katie reached out to explore the older girl. Her hands found Alice’s breasts, and she began to feel her up.

Suddenly Katie was touching only air as her big sister broke away, those lovely fingers no longer between her thighs. Katie’s eyes popped open, a dismayed pout on her lips. “What — what’s wrong?”

Seizing her younger sibling’s arm, Alice manoeuvred Katie around so that the backs of her legs were pressed against the bed. Nudging Katie’s chest, she said, “Lie down!” in a tone clearly meant to be obeyed.

Katie sat down on the bed’s lower edge, then lay back, encouraged by another light push from her big sister. Now Katie was sprawled out on Alice’s bed, both feet on the floor and her knees slightly parted. She stared at the older girl, wondering what would happen next.

She got her answer right away, when Alice knelt down before her, using both hands to push Katie’s legs apart. Leaning in until the child’s sex was inches from her face, she placed her thumbs on either side of the slit, prying the lips far enough apart to expose the treasure she sought before applying her mouth to the syrupy flesh.

Starting with a long swipe of the tongue, she lathered Katie’s pussy with her saliva — once, twice, three times. Hungry for her prize, eager to take her baby sister all the way, Alice dove in to suck greedily on the little pearl that was Katie’s clit, teasing it with rapid flicks of the tongue.

Katie was quickly snatched back to the state of near-euphoria she had basked in just moments before. She thrashed about on the bed, clutching at the quilt as if she was trying to keep her body from levitating. When a sudden jolt of pleasure hit her body, she went rigid — trembling from head to foot, legs stretched straight, toes pointing outward — then a violent shudder went through the nine-year-old before she went limp all at once, her breathing coming in deep intakes and outtakes, as though she’d just run for her life.

Alice sat back on her haunches, a fire burning in her eyes, smiling with deep satisfaction at the reaction she’d caused in her sister. Rising to her feet, she gazed down at Katie’s sweat-covered body, feeling a love that went deeper than ever before for the girl. She was still consumed by lust, though, and leaned over Katie; a hand on either side of her head, then bent down to kiss her mouth. The dazed girl barely responded, still recovering from her orgasm, while Alice’s body still longed for release.

“Are you okay, sis?” Alice asked.

Katie looked up at Alice, feeling the same deep love for her older sister. “Yeah, I’m… wonderful. That was… I dunno, I can’t even say. Is it always like that?”

“It sure was for me, but I’ve only done it a couple of times. I don’t know, really. S’pose it depends on who you do it with… and what you do.”

Taking a long, luxurious stretch, Katie gave a blissful sigh. “Well, I want to do it again sometime. Can we, Ali?”

Alice saw her opportunity. “Well, we haven’t quite finished yet. See, I’ve shown you what it’s like to be licked down there, but you haven’t had the chance to do it yourself.” Reaching down, she casually placed a hand on her vulva. “Wanna try it now?”

Katie’s eyes widened, as if she’d just received an unexpected gift. “Yeah,” she said, moistening her lips. “Yeah, I do.”

Alice grinned, delighted by her little sister’s eagerness. “Well, here’s your chance.” She stretched out next to Katie on the bed, adjusting her pillows so that she was propped up against the padded headboard. Opening her legs, wide she patted the covers between them.

Rolling over, Katie moved to lie between the spread thighs of her sister, giving Alice a view down the nine-year-old’s back, all the way to those lovely bum cheeks. Wow, little girls sure have pretty bottoms, Alice thought, recalling how enthralled she’d been by Poppy’s bare bum an hour earlier.

Katie was also fascinated as she studied her sister’s lightly-downed slit. “It’s so pretty,” she murmured. “I never really thought about what p-pussies look like.”

“Touch it,” Alice breathed, her body slightly tensed in anticipation and need.

Absently nibbling at her lower lip, Katie tentatively touched a fingertip to the glistening slit, then suddenly remembered to put two fingers in her mouth to moisten them — though Alice was already more than wet enough. That accomplished, she slowly insinuated first one, then both digits into her big sister’s pussy.

“Oh, my,” Katie said, glancing up into Alice’s eyes. “You’re so hot inside, Ali!”

“I’m hot for you, Kitty-Kat,” the twelve-year-old replied. “Now fuck me some. Start slow, then you can go faster.”

Katie began to move, flexing her wrist, pumping her fingers in and out, back and forth. With each stroke, she could feel Alice’s vagina open up to take her even deeper, the older girl’s juices flowing freely.

“Oh… oh, Katie,” Alice moaned, “that feels s-so good, but I want to, to feel your mouth on me. Lick me, Kat, lick me down there.”

Quickly withdrawing her fingers, Katie moved forward to lick at the fiery pink flesh of her sister’s cunt. As her tongue made the first stroke, Alice cried out as though she’d been touched by a hot iron. Startled, Katie paused in mid-lick, but Alice gasped, “Don’t stop, don’t!” placing her hands on either side of Katie’s head to keep her in place.

So Katie returned to the task, bathing her sister’s pussy with long, lingering swipes of the tongue. Soon her lips and chin were slick with the warm juices that issued from Alice’s cleft. She’d sampled the strange but interesting flavor before from her sister’s fingers, but getting it straight from the source was something else again. The nine-year-old had never tasted anything quite like it, and couldn’t put a finger on what it reminded her of.

Katie still wasn’t quite sure she knew what she was doing, but what she could clearly see was that Alice loved it — her moans growing louder, her body quivering more with every lick.

I love it too, Katie thought. Why was I scared of being gay, anyhow? It’s the best! She wanted to immerse herself completely in lesbian sex, to try everything imaginable with Alice. Does this mean that we’re girlfriends, then? That’s a weird idea… but kinda hot, too.

She was getting light-headed from the strong, heady scent of her sister’s cunt. Thirsting for more of Alice’s nectar, Katie covered the pretty pink hole with her mouth, sucking at the juicy folds.

I love this. I love her. I’m in love with my big sister.

Alice’s voice broke into Katie’s reverie. “Do me here, Kat,” the older girl pleaded, resting a finger on either side of her inflamed clit.

Keen to do what her older sibling wanted, Katie trailed her tongue up to the spot Alice indicated, then took the fleshy spear between her lips, nursing it like a tiny nipple.

Suddenly, Alice gave a loud moan, then began to pant frantically, as if she was running at full speed. Her body shuddered, the tremors growing more pronounced with each passing second.

Oh, my God, Katie realized, she’s coming! I’m making her come! She continued to suck Alice’s clit, determined to get her sister off in a big way.

Frantically snatching at a nearby pillow, Alice clamped it over her face to muffle her cries. She began to rock her hips — then stiffened, her frame held motionless for a small eternity before she went limp.

Katie raised her face from between Alice’s thighs, knowing somehow that her sister had had enough. She licked her lips, savouring the thick honey that coated them, her chest swelling with pride.

Letting the pillow fall from the bed, Alice took a deep, satisfying breath.

Sensing motion in the corner of her eye, Katie glanced toward the open door, stunned to see their mother standing in the darkened hallway, staring at her naked daughters.

“Mum!” cried Katie.

And we’re off, to Chapter Fifteen!

 

Ripples, Chapter 13

  • Posted on April 29, 2019 at 2:25 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

Monday morning, back to work, back to school, everything back to the same old routine.

Only it wasn’t, not by a long shot.

When Jessica opened her eyes, memories of the previous night came flooding back to her. She turned to the side, expecting to see Alice there, but that side of the bed was vacant. She must have gone back to her room during the night, she thought.

Unlike the morning after the first time she’d made love to her twelve-year-old, there was no guilt or moralising — well, not very much — and no regret. Today, she mostly felt acceptance and fulfilment, perhaps a teensy weensy bit of disappointment that her beautiful, persuasive daughter wasn’t still lying beside her, warm, naked and waiting to be kissed.

Turning back to her bedside cabinet, Jess squinted at the glowing red numbers on the radio alarm clock. It was still early, so she decided to shower before making sure the girls were up. Pushing the blankets to one side, she swung her feet to the floor, then stretched languidly. Seize the day, kid, she told herself.

As Jess rinsed off in the hot shower, dismissing an urge to masturbate, she mused on how completely her life had changed in the last month. Turning off the water, she moved to the end of the double size cubicle, plucking the soft Turkish towel from its hook, then gently dried her body.

Jess studied her steam-obscured image in the mirror, recalling that first momentous morning where she had asked herself: Where is my life going? Now, at least, she had some answers, and for the first time in a long while, knew what she wanted, for herself and the girls.

She thought of the years she’d wasted: first, resenting Mark for leaving her, then wondering when and if she would ever find a replacement for her fickle ex. Longing for a man; not just someone to share her life and give her the security and love she needed — no, deserved — and on whom she could bestow her own love, but someone for the girls to look up to as a male role model. It had taken Jess until now to finally realise that she was chasing the wrong dream. Her daughters didn’t need a father figure to lead happy and successful lives, and I sure as hell don’t need a man to make me feel complete.

She wasn’t sure where her relationship with Rachel was headed, only that she wanted more than just friendship. Will she become my lover, partner… wife, even?

Then there was Alice. Whatever the future held, she knew this ‘special relationship’ she had with her eldest daughter would continue, at least until the girl found her own path. For Jessica, that path had been well and truly trodden, and she knew that she wanted to stay on it, at least for now.

But she wanted more than just sex. She craved a relationship, a grown-up relationship… with a woman. And if that woman also has a penchant for sex with young girls, especially her daughters, so much the better.

As for sweet distractions such as Sally — and perhaps others to come, Jess told herself — well, didn’t she deserve a little fun to make up for lost time? She was certain that Rachel felt the same way. Nevertheless, she resolved to get together with her friend as soon as possible to address that very subject: should they become real lovers, or keep things casual?

Jess wasn’t sure how her sexual relationship with her daughter Alice would affect what she had with Rachel, but couldn’t imagine it being a stumbling block. After all, Rachel herself had made it clear that she intended to entice her own daughter Bella into bed — and that she was willing to include her younger girl Cindy, who was only ten, in the fun and games.

She pondered the likelihood of her friend making such a daring move. Could she really have sex with her ten-year-old daughter, or was she just trying to shock me?

Given everything that had happened over the last few weeks, Jess was inclined to believe that Rachel did intend to seduce Cindy. Hell, who am I kidding? She’s the one who loaned me that lesbian DVD, the one that got me lusting after Alice in the first place. If I know her, she’s already made love to Bella, and she’ll probably have gone down on Cindy before the week is out.

That thought suddenly posed a question in her own mind, a question she’d never allowed herself to take seriously, but had been quietly nagging at her for at least a week: Is there a possibility that Katie might be open to exploring the same pleasures that Alice and I have? Even when Rachel had jokingly suggested they “educate” their daughters together, Jessica had only been thinking of Alice.

Only now that the idea had been planted, Jess found it had taken root.

What if Katie caught me and Alice naked and in bed again, only this time while we were making love? How would I explain that away… and would I even want to?

Jess remembered how brazen she had been when Katie walked in on her and Alice that first time. Recalling how she’d flaunted her nudity just to test Katie’s reaction, she realised how easy it would have been to take that next step, to persuade her nine-year-old to undress and join them beneath the sheets.

And what about Poppy? …Oh my God, I can’t be thinking about this!

Nonetheless, those thoughts persisted. Jess had been paying more attention than usual to her daughters’ beauty of late — partially because of the sex she and Alice had enjoyed, but also because the girls had become much more, well, casual about what they wore around the house.

Just last Saturday, Jess had noticed that Katie, who’d been ridiculously self-conscious about her body for at least a year — never allowing herself to be seen in anything more revealing than her bathrobe — was now lounging about in a t-shirt and knickers. Hopeful that the nine-year-old was getting over her bashfulness, Jess had decided not to comment on Katie’s attire and risk making the girl self-conscious all over again. She’s got no reason to be shy, not with a cute little body like that, Jess mused — but that thought made her uncomfortable, and she forced her mind elsewhere.

As for Alice, she’d definitely been dressing in a more provocative fashion since the first time she and her mum had made love, spending most of her time indoors in her underwear. She favored her tiniest panties and a thin, tummy-revealing top through which her nipples could easily be seen. Probably trying to get me all hot and bothered, Jess thought. Can’t say it didn’t work.

Then there was Poppy, whose nightwear had suddenly gone from pajamas to panties… which, of late, was usually all she wore to the breakfast table. At least I didn’t look at my half-naked seven-year-old and think of sex, Jess told herself, then sighed. But I probably will this morning.

Don’t go there! she admonished herself. Still naked, Jess seated herself on the bed, rubbing her closed eyes and struggling with these forbidden thoughts.

As on that first fateful morning, her reverie was interrupted by the sound of one of her girls calling out.

Slipping on a big fluffy robe, Jess went to see what the noise was about. The hallway was empty, but she followed the sound to Katie’s room, where she saw Poppy standing outside the door of the adjoining bathroom that Katie shared with Alice.

Sure enough, her youngest was only wearing knickers. Jess forced herself to focus on Poppy’s face, rather than her body. “Sweetie, what’s all the noise about?”

The seven-year-old frowned at her mother. “I can’t find my hairbrush, Mum. I wanted to see if Katie’s got it, but the door is locked.”

“Go and finish getting ready. I’ll find it for you,” Jess said. In spite of herself, she couldn’t suppress the impulse to steal a glance at her little girl’s bottom as she exited the room. A sudden desire to see it bare made her shiver, and she clenched her jaw. No, God damn it.

With a grimace, she tried the door. Sure enough, it was locked. She gave it a sharp rap. “Katie, what are you doing in there? Poppy was out here, calling for you.”

Katie’s voice issued from the other side. “Oh, sorry Mum. I was in the shower and didn’t hear. What’s up?”

“She wants to know if you have her hairbrush.”

Jess thought she heard giggling, but then Katie responded, “I’m not sure… maybe? Tell her I’ll look for it.”

Something seemed odd, but Jess wasn’t sure what. At a loss, she simply said, “Well, hurry up and finish.”

She left the room and, as she passed Alice’s closed door, knocked. Getting no response, she opened it slowly, wondering if Alice was still in bed. She peered into the room, but saw no sign of her eldest daughter. Figuring that Alice was already downstairs, Jessica turned to go — then paused when she heard whispered  voices coming from the bathroom. She tiptoed over to the door and tried the handle, but it, too, was locked.

What’s going on? Is Alice in there, too? Jess struggled with her curiosity, feeling a strong impulse to place an ear against the door and eavesdrop. Finally, though, she made herself turn away. I’ve never spied on the girls, and I won’t start now.

But… should I knock, at least? she wondered.

*****

Minutes earlier, Alice had entered the bathroom when she heard Katie turn on the shower. Casting the extra-large t-shirt she was wearing aside, the nude preteen quietly approached the shower cubicle, opened the door and stepped inside. “Got room for one more?” she said with a grin.

“Omigod!” squealed a startled Katie, her eyes huge — then the younger girl’s expression shifted into a  scowl. “Dammit, Alice, you scared the stuffing out of me!”

“Sorry, sis,” the older girl replied with a giggle. “I just wanted to wash your back.”

Irritated though Katie was, the offer was an inviting one. For one thing, she liked the idea of hanging out with her big sister while they were both naked. She’d been thinking a lot about the stuff Alice had shown her the day before — that film clip of the two girls doing sex, then the lesson she got from her sister about touching between the legs to make yourself feel good.

Katie had made herself come three times since then, though she had to force herself to look at a photo of a boy band singer she liked while she did it, trying not to think about those lesbian girls in the film clip.

Now here was Alice, offering to help her get clean. It was weird, yeah, but too tempting to refuse.

“Okay, okay,” Katie sighed, as if getting her back washed was a tedious everyday experience. But her pulse was throbbing with excitement.

“I’ll take that,” said Alice, plucking the bath mitt from her sister’s right hand and slipping it over her own. It was already lathered up, but she added a dollop from the blue soap bottle anyhow. “Okay, turn around.”

Katie meekly obeyed, and Alice began to wash her younger sister. She started with long strokes up and down the girl’s back to soap her up, then worked on Katie’s upper half with the mitt. All the while, she drank in the view of her sibling’s bare body, especially that cute bottom of hers.

She wanted to use both hands — so after a moment’s hesitation, Alice brought her uncovered left into play, tenderly caressing the slippery softness of Katie’s skin.

“You’ve got a great body, sis,” Alice murmured, massaging the girl’s shoulders. “Mark my words, you’re gonna be a right stunner in a couple of years. But you look good now, too.”

Katie looked back, studying her big sister’s face. “Are you sure you’re not just saying that, y’know, just to — to be nice?”

“Just you wait,” Alice said, letting both hands glide down Katie’s sides to her hips. “The boys will be falling over themselves to ask you out.”

Katie didn’t reply right away, then she said, “Well, maybe I won’t want to be with a boy. Could be I’ll like girls, same as you.”

“Okay, then the girls will be doing the asking. Bet they won’t be able to keep their hands off you!”

“Well, you’ve got your hands on me now,” Katie giggled.

Alice was taken aback. Wait, wait — did little sister just flirt with me? The notion made her decide to be a bit bold. “Yeah… guess I do.” Soaping the small of Katie’s back, she allowed her hands to slip down further, cupping her sister’s bum.

Katie tensed slightly, but didn’t react otherwise. So Alice began to gently knead the taut globes, loving how perfectly they fit in her grasp.

The temptation was there to give into her craziest impulse, to let a couple of fingers wander between Katie’s thighs and stroke her smooth slit. Bet she’s wet down there, Alice told herself, and not just from the shower.

Alice knew this wasn’t the right time to make her big move, though. Katie was still grappling with shyness, and it wouldn’t do to come on too strong, not this early in the game.

Then she got a very exciting idea…

“Okay, your back looks pretty clean,” Alice said, then offered the bath mitt to Katie. “Wanna wash me?”

Hesitantly accepting the soapy glove, Katie stuck her hand into it, then looked at her big sister. “Well… turn around, then!” she said.

Alice just smiled. “Why don’t you do my front? I need to be clean there, too.”

Katie’s eyes widened. She parted her lips to speak, but nothing came out.

“It’s okay,” said Alice. Reaching out for her sister’s gloved hand, she pressed it to her right breast.

Swallowing hard, Katie slowly began to soap Alice’s chest, trying to seem relaxed and casual about it.

“Hey, this is just like that movie we saw!” Alice said. “You know, the one where Cleopatra gets bathed in milk by her slaves?” Assuming a regal air, she added, “Wash my tits, serving wench!” and laughed.

Katie giggled nervously, then fell silent as she continued with her task, fascinated in spite of herself by the nicely formed breasts of her big sister. They sure do feel nice, she thought.

Alice was thrilled by Katie’s touch. Her eyes drifted shut as she pretended that the nine-year-old was really making love to her. Then, as Katie’s soapy-gloved hand moved down to stroke her belly, Alice felt a reckless impulse that was too powerful to refuse. Grasping her sister’s wrist, she began to guide it between her legs.

Staring in disbelief at her big sister, Katie whispered, “What — what are you doing, Ali?”

“Wash me there,” Alice pleaded. “It feels so good…”

Instead, Katie snatched her hand back. “We better get out now. Mum might come in!” Turning away from her big sister, she ducked under the shower head to quickly rinse the soap from her body, then hastened out of the cubicle without a backward glance.

“Yeah, I guess,” Alice sighed, then stepped under the flowing water to rinse off. Idiot, she chided herself. You pushed her too far, too soon.

She’d no sooner finished and turned off the water when their mum called out. Alice tried to keep quiet, but failed to suppress a giggle when Katie answered. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and hastily dried herself.

She was just about to escape into her room when Mum called again — this time, from her side. “Alice? Are you in there, too?”

After a brief moment, Alice answered, “Um, yeah, Mum. I couldn’t wait, so I asked Katie if I could come in to, er, use the toilet while she was in the shower.”

“Well, stop playing around and get ready, both of you.”

Alice waited a full sixty seconds before cautiously opening the door and peering into her room. Making sure that Mum had left, she turned back to Katie. “She’s gone — we better get dressed.” Touching her sister’s arm, she said, “Sorry about that, Kitty-Kat,” giving the girl a sheepish smile.

“Oh.. it’s okay,” Katie replied, her cheeks flushed. “Sorry that I — I got weird.” Opening the door to her room, the younger girl left without another word.

Entering her own room, Alice padded naked over to the dresser with a towel in hand, taking out clean underwear before she finished drying herself.

As she took her school uniform out of the wardrobe, Alice weighed the situation, finally deciding that her blunder hadn’t necessarily spoiled her scheme to get Katie into bed. She’s gotten a lot more comfortable about being naked around me… and she totally wanted to touch my pussy, even if she didn’t actually do it.

Alice resolved to stay the course and continue with her plan. I’ll just keep flirting with Katie, but give her time to think about what she wants. If I let her make the next move, she won’t be as likely to back out. Slipping into fresh knickers, she reached for her skirt. Maybe if I let Katie catch me playing with myself…?

Then an interesting thought occurred to her. What if it was Poppy who caught me touching my pussy? Bet I could get that little minx to strip off and join me, right then and there!

Alice could feel her knickers grow slightly damp at the idea of playing sexy games with both her younger sisters. At the same time, even! Then… what if I got all of us into bed with Mum?

Glancing at the clock while buttoning her blouse, Alice grimaced. She longed to masturbate, but there wasn’t anything close to enough time. Maybe I can rub out a quick one in the loo after gym. She stepped into her shoes, then snatched up a brush and began to work on her hair.

*****

Over in her bedroom, Katie was glumly dressing for school, scolding herself all the while. Why didn’t you do what Alice wanted? Just the other day, you put your finger inside her! Now she thinks you’re a great big fraidy-cat!

She sighed, her shoulders slumped. Alice probably won’t wanna teach me anything else, not now…

At the same time, Katie was puzzled about feeling this way. Why did it matter so much, anyhow, getting sex lessons from her gay sister? Why had it felt so good when Alice soaped up her bum in the shower? Why did she keep thinking about that film clip Alice had shown her, the one with the two naked girls doing dirty things with each other? She’d managed to resist the temptation to look for more stuff like that on her own computer, but those girls seemed to elbow their way into Katie’s head whenever she touched herself.

And now she was noticing cute girls at school, too. Really noticing them.

It doesn’t mean I’m gay, she told herself. The notion didn’t scare her like before, but she still found it unsettling. She’d toyed with the idea of searching the internet for a porn clip, one featuring a girl having sex with a boy… but hadn’t worked up the nerve. What if it grosses me out?

She stared at her reflection in the mirror. I’m so mixed up! Maybe I should talk to Alice about this. But after how I just acted in the shower, what if she tells me she can’t help me, cause I’m just a kid?

Katie nibbled at her lower lip — wanting to cry, knowing there wasn’t time to.

*****

Jessica was busy making breakfast when Alice danced down the stairs and entered the kitchen, dressed in her school uniform. Jess turned, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of her beautiful, sexy daughter. Alice’s crisp white blouse and lacy bra barely hid the outline of her ripening breasts, and her pleated skirt had been pulled up and turned over at the waist — shortening it to show off her legs, the way all the girls did.

Jess pictured herself kneeling before Alice and running her tongue up the girl’s soft, pale thigh, then shook her head to clear it. Not now, for fuck’s sake!

She gave her daughter a shy smile. “Hi, sweetheart. Didn’t hear you get up this morning.”

“Hi, Mum,” Alice said. “Well, I woke up early… then I figured I should go back to my room, just in case Katie came in and caught us again, y’know?”

“You were right, of course. I should’ve thought of that myself.” Jessica studied her child carefully. “So, Alice… are you still okay, with — with all of this? I mean, after last night?”

Moving closer, Alice reached out for her mother. “Oh, Mum, it was wonderful.”

Jess opened her arms, drawing her daughter into a loving embrace. She bent to plant a kiss on the girl’s forehead, but Alice lifted her head to catch the kiss on her mouth. Jessica gasped in surprise — and Alice quickly responded, her tongue darting between the older woman’s parted lips. Helpless to resist her daughter’s fierce ardor, Jess met and matched Alice’s passion, her own tongue joining in the lustful fray.

As they kissed, Jessica’s robe fell open to expose her nakedness. Alice slid both hands inside the robe to cup her mum’s breasts, then bent to plant a kiss on each nipple.

Jessica moaned, nearly swooning with mingled joy and pleasure. Hastily righting herself, she gave her daughter a reproachful look. “Alice! Be careful, for God’s sake! Your sisters might see.”

“Sorry, Mum, I forgot.” Alice responded with a shrug, actually wishing that Katie and Poppy could see her like this, making love to their mother.

They broke apart at the sound of Alice’s siblings, two sets of feet descending the stairs.

Jess hurriedly pulled her robe shut, greeting the younger girls before turning back to preparing breakfast. Her heart was racing, but she managed to appear calm and genial.

*****

A little later, Jessica got dressed, ran a brush through her hair and drove the two younger girls to school, dropping Alice at the bus stop to her school along the way. Home again, she’d just closed the front door and tossed her keys on the kitchen counter when the phone rang.

It was Rachel. “Morning, Jess… are you off to work?”

“Hi, Rach, not yet. I’m going in a little later, why?”

“Can I pop over for a bit? I need to talk to you about something.”

Jess laughed. “That’s funny; I was going to ask you the same. Sure, come on by when you’re ready.”

“Okay, see you in a minute.”

As she replaced the receiver in its cradle, Jess wondered whether Rachel wanted to discuss the same thing she did… a possible future together as lovers.

Jess filled the silver espresso pot with strong Italian coffee and switched on the hob. After a couple of minutes, the pot hissed and dark brew bubbled from the stem, filling the kitchen with its heady aroma. As she took down two small cups and matching saucers, the doorbell rang.

Jess opened the door to the ravishing brunette. “Perfect timing, I’ve just made us some coffee.”

“Smells lovely,” said Rachel, breezing in through the door to embrace her friend. They held each other for a moment, then slowly drifted apart, exchanging shy smiles. “I’ll pour,” Rachel murmured.

By the time Jess had closed the door and followed her neighbour into the large kitchen, Rachel had already filled their cups and was perched on a stool, sipping her coffee.

Jess got the feeling from Rachel’s unusually quiet demeanour that she had something momentous to say. She leaned back against the counter and picked up her own cup, raising it to her lips. “So, what is it that’s so important?” Jess was a little nervous, wondering if perhaps Rachel was going to say that their night of lovemaking had been a mistake.

Rachel didn’t answer straight away, just continued to drink her coffee, draining the cup down to the dregs before setting it on the saucer. Meeting her friend’s gaze, she said, “You know me, Jess. I’m not shy in the least, not when it comes to talking about sex.”

“Oh, really? Hmmm… can’t say I’ve ever noticed that about you.” Jess responded with a slight grin.

Ignoring the wry comment, Rachel took a deep breath, then suddenly blurted, “Jess, I made love with Bella last night!”

Nearly choking on a sip of coffee, Jess set her cup to one side. “Bloody hell — break it to me gently, why don’t you?”

Rachel was blushing. “Sorry, love. I’ve been thinking all morning about how I was going to tell you.”

“Consider me told,” Jessica said, wiping her lips with a napkin. “So… how did it happen?”

“Well, I did say that you and I should educate our daughters together… though honestly, I was being a little tongue-in-cheek when I said it. But last night, I got to thinking about you doing it with Alice, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. All the while, Bella’s sprawled out in front of the telly, wearing a sloppy old pajama top and these adorable little shorts… my God, I couldn’t take my eyes off her!”

Jessica’s heart throbbed as she drank in Rachel’s words, capturing feelings that were so very much like her own for Alice.

Rachel continued. “Any morally upstanding woman would’ve gone upstairs to her room, locked the door and wanked herself into a stupor. But that’s never me, Jess. So I invited Bella into my room and offered to teach her more about sex. She was nervous, yes… but she didn’t say no.”

Jess sat just looking at Rachel for a moment, raising her coffee to her lips to hide her face. She wasn’t sure how this news made her feel.

“How was it?” was all she could think to say.

“It was bloody amazing! I started off by asking about her and Alice… and it seems they haven’t really done that much together. Just kissing and some touching, because Bella was too scared to go any further. I asked her if there was anything about sex that she wanted to know, but she was really shy. It was really hard getting her to open up; when I asked her if she masturbated, she couldn’t even say the word.”

“So what changed?” Jess asked, even though she felt she knew what was coming next. Her excitement was steadily growing, as if she was listening in on a private sex chat. As Rachel went on, Jess began to stage the scene in her mind.

“I did manage to get Bella to admit she touches herself… but when I asked her to show me how she does it, she didn’t want to undress. I hope you don’t mind, but I told her you’d had a similar little chat with Alice — you know, about sex and masturbation, but I didn’t elaborate. In the end, I offered to undress myself, then I fingered my pussy and got her to copy me. One thing led to another and… well, you can imagine what followed. I couldn’t believe how excited I was to see Bella naked. It must’ve felt the same way for you, Jess, when you first got a glimpse of your Alice in the altogether.”

Jessica’s imagination was running wild. She was beginning to squirm where she stood, assailed by vivid scenes of Rachel and her adorable twelve-year-old. More than that, Jess also recalled the waking dream she’d had on the morning after that first incredible night with Alice.

“I was just… on fucking fire with lust for my own daughter, but also trying not to let it show in case she got scared. In the end we made love, Bella and me… it was beautiful, and I came like never before. When you and I did it, it was fantastic, really fucking fantastic, especially as I’d been hoping something would happen between us for ages… but there was something about the, the danger of sex with Bella, that takes it to a different level.” Rachel gave Jess an inquiring glance. “You understand what I mean, don’t you…?”

Jess was still processing the scene in her head, but she’d also picked up on her friend’s comment about hoping for something to happen between them. Maybe she feels like I do, and wants us to be a real couple. “Oh yes,” she replied, “I know perfectly well what you mean. I felt the same… especially last night. You see, Alice and I made love again.”

Rachel’s eyes widened. “What? My God, so you and Alice were going at it the same time as me and Bella? If I’d only known, I might’ve come even harder.”

It wasn’t even my doing, really,” said Jess. ”Alice is turning into a little minx; she asked if we could do it again and I didn’t have the strength to tell her no.” She sighed, made a helpless gesture. “Oh, who am I kidding? I swear, she only has to snap her fingers and I’ll be flat on my back, legs spread for her. I’m going to have to talk with Alice, tell her to be careful, else she’s likely to be seducing her classmates… probably even some teachers.”

And we already know a couple of our girls’ teachers who are that way inclined,” Rachel said. “Remember Beverley and Hannah, and what they were getting up to at the bar the other night?”

Taking a deep breath, Jess said, “Listen, since we’re in confession mode, I need to let you know something else. Last night I told Alice all about us, what you and I did. I even told her about having sex with Sally.”

“Wow, really? How did she react?”

“Oh, she was fine with it all — in fact, she was brilliant. She even asked if you were jealous about me and Sally.  And that leads me to why I wanted us to talk today.”

“What, you want to know if I am jealous, then? Of Sally?” Rachel queried with a look of puzzlement that softened into a grin. “Perhaps I am, just a little, but only because I wasn’t there to help you fuck her.”

“That’s not what I was getting at,” Jess replied, shaking her head. “What I wanted was to talk about… well, where things stand with you and me, Rach. I’m not sure what we have here, and I need to know if it’s just a casual sex thing or not. Are we in a real relationship? Do you… would you like to be?” She tried to seem calm and collected, but there was a definite tremor in her voice.

Their eyes met briefly before Rachel slid off her stool, then crossed the short distance to where Jess was leaning against the worktop. She took Jessica’s cup from her and placed it on the counter. Looking up at the taller woman, Rachel tilted her head to place a soft kiss on her friend’s mouth. Jess responded, cupping Rachel’s face in her hands. They kissed, gently but with enormous passion.

Finally, Rachel broke away to look at Jess. Were there tears in her eyes? She whispered, “Yes, yes… I’d love for us to be a couple… that is, if you want to? I — I’ve been avoiding the subject, in case I scared you off. I wasn’t sure whether you could fall in love with a woman, or if — well, if it was just a phase, something you just wanted to try because you weren’t, you know, getting any.” They laughed, then Rachel added, “I didn’t want to be pushy.”

Jess relaxed, relieved that she hadn’t misread the situation. “Before that first night, I’d barely even thought about sex with women, but you triggered something in me, and I began to get curious. It opened my eyes to what I’ve been missing… what I’ve needed to have in my life.

“That first night, when you and I made love for real… it felt like the beginning of something. At first I thought I was reading too much into it, that you just wanted a bit of fun… or maybe that you felt sorry for me. But deep down inside, I sensed that you wanted more than a romp in the sheets — and that’s when it struck me, that I felt the same way. After all that’s happened, with you and Sally and Alice, I knew that I wanted a real relationship with a woman. With you.”

Rachel gazed at Jess with adoring eyes. “You’re my best friend, but I’ve been in love with you for ages. I know I have a reputation for being bold as brass, but let me tell you, Jess — it took a long time for me to work up the nerve to make a move on you. I’m so, so happy that you want us to be lovers!” Overwhelmed, close to tears, Rachel reached out to her friend. “Take me in your arms and hold me, Jess, before I start blubbering like a baby.”

Jess leaned into Rachel and hugged her close, losing herself in the woman’s warm body, the sound of her contented sighs, the scent of her skin. She detected the merest hint of another aroma as well — that of her new lover’s arousal. God, I want to fuck her, she realized. But there isn’t time. Is there?

When they finally drew apart, Jess placed both hands on Rachel’s shoulders, looking down on the shorter woman as if she was having a serious talk with a child. “So what comes next? I’m not sure I’m ready to tell the world about us just yet. Christ, I’m only just getting used to the idea of being a lesbian!” She shook her head in wonder. “Wow, I never pictured myself saying those words. What will happen when everyone knows? We both have businesses, but what would this do to our reputations? We might lose some customers, and it wouldn’t be fair on the people we employ if that happened.”

Rachel stopped her friend. “Hey, it’s 2018; it’s hip now for strong women to switch sides. They’re all doing it in Hollywood, every other week some actress comes out as gay, or bi.”

“Maybe, but this is the Cotswolds, and some people still have old-fashioned views.”

“Well, I agree we should think about it before going public, but this town’s a lot less straight than you think. You saw what was going on at that club; how many ladies did you see getting it on? Remember Bev and Hannah, me and Heidi, and plenty more.”

“Well, I suppose you’re right. There were even some women having sex in the loos.”

Rachel looked surprised. “Oooh, I didn’t know that! Makes sense, though. You should have come and told me, girl! Did you actually stand on the seat, then, and peek at women shagging?”

“I was in a cubicle and heard some, but others were making out right out in the open. Did you know about Reiko and Nadya?”

“I’d guessed; I’ve seen them together and it was pretty obvious. I thought you already knew.”

“Alice told me. Apparently, Reiko’s daughter Azumi told her. Come to think of it, I wonder if that’s what made Alice curious? Anyway, I bet you’ll be shocked when I tell you who else was having it off.”

Rachel looked intrigued. “Spill the beans, you old dyke.”

Jess lightly punched Rachel in the shoulder with mock indignation. “Hey, you, not so much of the old. I overheard Abby and Mel getting very hot and heavy, and it definitely wasn’t their first time, either.”

Rachel’s eyes widened. “Are you sure?”

“Of course! They’ve been my friends since school, I’d recognise those voices anywhere. Plus, they used their names. Trust me, it was them.”

“Well, fuck my old boots! Mel and Abby lovers… I never clocked on. I wonder if their husbands know. They must be very sneaky about it. Did they see you?”

“No, I hid until I was sure they’d left, but I think they might have suspected it was me in the cubicle when I went missing. I was going to tell you that I saw them groping each other as they left your place, but you dragged me upstairs and ravished me before I could get the words out.”

“What can I say? I was aflame with passion.”

Jess grinned. “Still are, you silly cow. Anyhow, when I left yours in the morning, I saw Abby coming out of Mel’s house and they kissed on the doorstep. She must have stayed the night; I think their girls were at a sleepover, and their husbands off fishing or something.

“That’s not all, as we left the club, I saw some woman all over Serena; she was frozen on the spot while the woman practically assaulted her. Then later I remembered where I’d seen her before. It was Karen Gregson, y’know, from that hair salon down the end of the high street. That’s why Serena didn’t come home with us, she went with Karen. I think it might have been her first time, the way she acted.”

“Wow, who’d have thought the prim and proper Serena would get turned? That’s one piece of info I’m keeping for later.” Rachel gave a satisfied nod. “So, it seems everyone in the mother’s club has seen the light. Good job I rescued you from blokes and brought you into the fold, eh? We could have ourselves a regular little lezzie group thing going on.” Smiling wryly, she added, “And you’re worried about losing customers for being gay?” She noticed a thoughtful frown on Jessica’s  face. “What’s up, love — something wrong?”

“There are some serious details you and I need to discuss, Rach. There’s Sally for one, and what about Millie? I told Sally I that was open to having sex with her again, at least until she finds herself a girlfriend her own age.”

“I told Millie the same thing. You know, if you’re up for it, there’s no reason we can’t play around with others now and again — perhaps even together. It wouldn’t change how I feel about you, and I’d say we both need to make up for lost time, but only if you feel the same way.”

Jess felt a surge of warmth jolt through her body. The thought of having sex with Rachel and Sally at the same time appealed to her tremendously. “I think that would be… delicious.”

That’s my girl!” Rachel exclaimed. “Actually, I’d almost forgotten about Millie, but I’ve just had a thought. Why don’t I ask her to come round to mine sometime next week, then you tell Sally that you have a surprise and bring her over? We could do a little matchmaking. If Sally is looking for a girl her own age… well, after what Millie and did last week, she is definitely off boys. Plus, if they need a little guidance, we could always offer some hands-on tuition… I know where I’d like to lay my hands.”

Jess was already picturing that little scenario, but she forced it out of her mind, determined to stay focused. Rachel had a wicked smile on her face, until she noted her friend’s sober demeanor. “Okay, there’s that… what else is on your mind, Jess?”

“Well… what should we do about our daughters? If Alice comes on to me again, I don’t have the willpower to say no — to be honest, I don’t even want to say no. And I’m sure that you’ll want to keep making love to Bella, now you’ve got the taste. Can you and I be lovers and have sex with our kids? And then there are our younger girls. I’m still not sure what to do about Katie and Poppy. And what about you, are you still seriously thinking about taking Cindy to bed?”

“Ah, yes… that reminds me of something I need to tell you,” Rachel murmured, looking a bit embarrassed. “I think it might be a little late to keep my activities with Bella a secret from her little sister. Bella and I were having a little post-fuck cuddle, you see… and Cindy caught us, stark naked and in each other’s arms. it seems that I was, er, somewhat noisy when Bella went down on me.” She was blushing now. “For a novice, she’s got a very talented mouth.”

“Oh, my God, something like that happened to us! Katie caught Alice in my bed after our first time together, but I managed to cook up an excuse, at least. I told her that Alice came in to sleep with me because she’d had a bad dream… and we were both naked because my room was hot. So what happened, what did you tell Cindy?”

“Y’know, it was pretty obvious what Bella and I had been doing… so I told her the truth.”

Shocked, Jess covered her mouth. “You didn’t!”

“I did. You know how Cindy responded? She wanted to know when I was going to teach her how to make love. So… I promised her I would, this weekend.”

“You really are going to take her to bed, then. Doesn’t that feel like, well, going too far? I mean, she is only ten.” Like you haven’t been thinking the same way about Katie, she told herself.

“Nearly eleven, actually. Look, if Cindy is old enough to take an interest in sex, she’s old enough to learn. And who better than a loving mother to give her the guidance she needs? Besides, she was bound to catch me and Bella again at some point, so it seemed like the sensible thing to do. Think about it, keeping that kind of thing under wraps in your own home is going to be all but impossible. How long do you think you can hide what you’re doing with Alice from her sisters?”

Jessica’s mind was in chaos; she couldn’t think straight. “I don’t know, I hadn’t thought about it.” Liar, she accused herself. You did too, just this morning.

“You must have at least considered the possibility that you’d be caught again.”

Jess remembered the way Katie looked at her when she’d paraded nude in front of the nine-year-old, that morning after she’d first been intimate with Alice. “Well, okay, I have. Earlier on, I was wondering what might happen if Katie caught us again. See, I remembered what you said about Cindy, how you were thinking about… including her. At first, I told myself you were joking, but then I wasn’t sure. That was when I let myself, uh, imagine what it would be like with Katie. Then, I started thinking about Poppy and I… I had to make myself stop.” Her cheeks burned.

Reaching out, Rachel calmly took Jessica’s hands between hers. “Jess, darling… it will be okay, I promise. Our girls are pretty grown up; they’ve had to be. If you and I face this together, we can make it work… and with all of us participating.”

Jess stared at her friend. “All of us? How do you mean?”

“It’s what I sort of suggested the last time we spoke about this. It seems to me that we should sit down and talk it over — you, me, Alice and Bella at first. We could officially tell the girls about us being lovers, then we tell Alice about me and Bella, and Bella about you and Alice. That way, they’ll have each other to talk to, and who knows, they’ll probably take their relationship to the next level, now that Bella is over her shyness.”

“She is?” Jess said. “Well, after a romp in the sack with the likes of you, I’m hardly surprised.”

“Let me put it this way,” Rachel said, “Alice is going to be amazed, the next time she and Bella have a sleepover. My daughter is champing at the bit to get her hands on yours.” She paused for a moment to think. “Tell you what… why don’t you have Bella spend the night this Friday, and we’ll have that little chat with her and Alice. At the very least, they’ll spend a lovely evening together… and if we’re lucky, all four of us can have some fun.”

Jess considered Rachel’s proposal, already picturing that scene. “That does sound tempting, I must admit. But what about our youngsters? I’d be too nervous to try anything like that with Poppy or Katie around.”

“Hmmm, good point. Let’s see… what if we organized a sleepover at my place for them? That way, Katie and Poppy could come over and have the run of the house with Cindy. I’ll see if Millie can sit for them — which means that I’ll need to save some sex energy for her when I get back home, I suppose. That way, if we do end up joining Alice and Bella, we’ll be able to get as loud and wild as we want!”

“Jesus, that sounds so fucking kinky,” Jess murmured, absently touching between her legs.

Noting where Jessica’s hand was, Rachel couldn’t help but smile. “Then on Saturday, I’ll be teaching these things to Cindy.” She shivered with delight. “God, I can’t wait to get her naked. If all goes as it should, she’ll have another member of our little family society.”

Incest society, you mean,” Jess said. “I can’t believe we’re actually talking about doing this. The more I think about it, though, the more it makes sense. I fought myself about it at first, but you know what? I love what sex has done for the relationship I have with Alice. What would it be like to have that kind of closeness with Katie, too?”

“Well, since I hope to be making love to my youngest this Saturday, you should take the opportunity to come out to Katie… perhaps to Poppy as well.”

Jessica tried to picture that scenario. She’d always been open and honest with her daughters, speaking to them in a way that some would say was too grown up, but the girls had always responded in a way that sometimes made her forget their ages.

“I’m not sure about Poppy. I think she’s too young to be part of this.” Jess interjected.

“I think you’re underestimating her… but okay, let’s leave the little one out of it for now. Katie, though, is very grown up for her age. You should let her know what’s going on, at least, even if you aren’t quite ready to make love to her. Let’s speak about it later in the week.”

Jess knew Rachel was right, but she wasn’t sure how she would broach the subject. Taking a quick glance at the kitchen clock, she turned to her lover. “Much as I’d love to cement our relationship, I really do need to get to work.”

Rachel also checked the time. “Me too. Phone me up some time, if you’re having any further doubts.”

With that, they kissed, each resisting the urge to undress and ravish the other, then Rachel left before either one of them could change her mind.

Once at the store Jessica plunged herself into paperwork, but was too distracted to accomplish much. In the end she spent much of the day in her office trying to work what she would say to the girls, particularly Katie.

That night, she tried to put it all out of her mind, spending the evening helping her daughters with homework before they all settled down on the sofa to watch TV. Every so often, Jess stole a glance at each of her lovely girls, dressed in their nightwear, wondering what their reactions might be when she told them about her newly realized sexuality… and Rachel. Sometimes she peeked at the girls with no other reason than to appreciate the beauty of their youthful, scantily covered bodies.

Alice already knew about her mum’s lesbianism, of course, but making an official announcement out of it seemed different to Jess, more formal… and even though Alice had claimed to be fine with Mum and “Aunt Rachel,” becoming lovers, Jessica still wondered if her daughter mightn’t still feel a bit jealous.

The rest of the evening passed without incident — in fact, Alice didn’t come knocking on her door after hours. Despite a hint of disappointment, Jess was mostly glad that the girl had given her the time and space she needed to collect her thoughts.

So Jessica spent a good long while lost in concentration, staring up at the ceiling — but everything was too jumbled in her mind to organize, so she shut everything out and switched off the light, allowing herself to fall asleep.

As promised: Chapter Fourteen!

 

Expecting, Part Two

  • Posted on April 27, 2019 at 2:19 pm

by  JetBoy

Tammy and Mist followed me in their car as I negotiated the twisting roads that led to my home. Once arrived, I ushered them inside; and once the door had closed behind us we stood there for a moment, grinning foolishly at one another, ready for anything.

“How about dinner?” I finally said.

This met with enthusiastic approval, and I invited Mist and Tammy into the kitchen to join me while I threw something together. They wanted to help, so I dug into my larder, and the three of us pitched in to conjure up a lovely supper of pasta with marinara sauce, a salad and garlic bread. I opened a nice Cabernet, and we sat down to our humble feast and tucked in.

I was incredibly hungry, and my guests clearly were as well, so we made short work of the meal. The mood was one of exuberance. Fixing dinner with Tammy and Mist had been a lot of fun, and we couldn’t stop smiling and giggling as we ate.

The wine turned out to be excellent, and we called on Mist to make a toast. She stood, looked back and forth at her mother and I, then raised her glass and softly said, “To us.”

“To us,” Tammy and I echoed — and when I glanced into my friend’s eyes, I seemed to fall into them. We gazed at each other for an eternity that only lasted for a few seconds, and something passed between us, something warm and beautiful. I think that was when I first realized that this was more than one of my casual lesbian sex romps. Much more.

Then I turned to Mist, who gave me a smile as big and bright as the sun, and I felt a surge of adoration for her, too.

I wasn’t sure what was happening to me, but I liked it — and rising from my seat, I purred, “I think we’ll have dessert in the bedroom.” Taking the bottle of wine, I beckoned Tammy and Mist to follow, adding, “Leave the dishes,” with a wink.

We climbed the stairs, a tangible excitation in the air that seemed to positively crackle. The lovemaking we had enjoyed earlier now seemed like a mere appetizer, and we were already ravenous for more. I ached to sample every imaginable sexual delight with this pregnant goddess and her luscious nymph of a daughter. As for Tammy and Mist, they were clearly eager to explore their new relationship as lovers.

Entering my bedroom, I set down the wine bottle and turned to my guests, only to have both mother and daughter take me in their arms. I wrapped my arms around their bodies, and we simply held each other for a long, lovely while. Then I sought out Tammy’s mouth with my own, and we enjoyed a gentle French kiss. Then Tammy turned to her daughter, their mouths meeting, tongues dancing. When Mist kissed me I melted into her, licking at her lower lip, and she sucked playfully at my tongue.

Our kisses grew increasingly urgent, and our hands began to wander and explore the curves and planes of each other’s bodies. Mist’s fingers were toying with my right nipple as I slid a hand beneath her mother’s top to stroke her swollen belly, while Tammy’s tongue trailed its way around the edge of my ear. Our heartbeats seemed to accelerate in unison, the excitement level increasing dramatically by the second.

And then we were undressing each other — but slowly, teasingly, as if we had all the time in the world to make love. A button unfastened here, a portion of skin bared there, the sound of a zipper being tugged down… we were playing out a slow dance of seduction, making each moment count. I tugged Mist’s tank top up and off, bent to place a soft kiss upon her shoulder, then stepped out of my panties when Tammy slid them down to my ankles. No words were spoken — none were needed.

Soon we were all naked, and Mist squealed “Come on!” followed by a flying leap onto my bed, where she bounced excitedly, as if she were eight instead of fourteen.

I glanced over to Tammy, standing beside me. She smiled and took my hand, and we padded over to the bed, climbing aboard next to Mist, whose eyes were aglow with lust. “I wanna watch you guys fuck now,” she cooed.

To hear those wicked words from this sweet young girl… well, my libido was aflame in an instant. I turned to Tammy and seized her in my arms, claiming her luscious mouth with my own. She matched my passion and then some, her tongue darting between my parted lips.

We lay down together, still locked in a fierce embrace. Tammy was fucking my mouth with her tongue, grinding her pregnant body into mine. I dragged my nails down her back, and she broke away long enough to moan “Oh… I love that!”

Her ass demanded to be groped — and I obliged, kneading her generous buttocks with hands that hungered to touch, to fondle, know every inch of this magnificent woman.

My mouth, however, was watering for Tammy’s cunt, and it would not be denied.

Pulling away, I quickly positioned Tammy on her side, then twisted around to burrow my face between her thighs. No gentle nuzzlings were wanted now… I plunged into her sex, a greedy mouth drinking deep from a lover’s body.

A shiver flickered through me as I felt Tammy placing hot, open-mouthed kisses upon my own cunt — then I inhaled sharply as her tongue probed into the vaginal tunnel, wriggling about deliciously. Tammy’s chin was brushing my engorged clitoris, making my body jolt with her every movement.

The entire lower half of my face seemed to be coated with her essence, and I still craved more. Drinking deep from the chalice of my lover’s sex, I suddenly wondered if she tasted different because of her pregnancy. I imagined going down on her right after she gave birth, soothing her aching vagina even as I sampled and savored what new flavor her cunt might have.

Tammy and I lay curled on our sides, pleasuring one another with ardent mouths, our bodies forming a sweet circle of womanhood — a circle with an unborn child nestled in the center. Can the baby feel this, sense our loving from inside her mother’s womb? I wondered. As I ate Tammy’s juicy cunt, I slipped a hand between our bodies and placed it on her belly, wanting to convey all the warmth and joy I felt at that moment to the little one.

Then I felt a crazy surge of joy as Tammy placed her hand atop mine, squeezing it as if to say that she knew my wishes, and shared them. It was a beautiful moment that sent my arousal — and my love — soaring.

My response was to grind my face even deeper into Tammy’s wet flesh, going down on her with everything I had. No subtlety here — my objective now was to make her come and come hard. I rolled my tongue around the walls of her vagina, then withdrew to shift my attention to the hard nub of her clitoris, which I sucked between my lips.

Tammy took my cue, quickly moving to envelop my throbbing clit with the warmth of her mouth — and then we were off, both of us passengers on a mad roller coaster of sexual rapture that wrenched us this way and that, ever moving faster, faster; knotting into tangles of pure velocity that swiftly untied themselves, only to twist together all over again; whizzing past blurred flashes of ecstasy, barely glimpsed through speed-narrowed eyes.

Oh, my stars, what a wild ride it was. And it steadily grew ever more intense as Tammy and I each licked and sucked and nibbled at the other’s pleasure button. I was spinning, whirling helplessly as that damned roller coaster somehow trapped itself on a loop-the-loop, increasing its speed on each go-round — gravity tearing at me like an insane thing as the world raced by spinning, spinning, spinning —

And then I was coming, wrenched free from the weird whirligig and flying headlong through space, body strobing to the impossible poundpoundpound of my heart, each beat in perfect rhythm with the throbbing of my orgasm. I plummeted to earth, but somehow never felt myself land.

Finally, my eyes fluttered open.

I was greeted by the sight of Tammy’s beautiful cunt, the glistening pink flesh nearly hidden within a thick bush of auburn curls. I moved in to press an affectionate kiss inside the dewy flower, then rested my cheek upon my new lover’s inner thigh. A blissful, serene haze enveloped me, and I felt a sudden flush of warmth course through my limbs as Tammy lightly nuzzled my own still-tingling sex.

Then I felt soft hands caressing my body, and I rolled away from Tammy to peer up at the beaming face of Mist, who now knelt beside us. “Gosh,” she whispered, her eyes moist as she stroked her mother and me, “that was… that was awesome.”

I was out of breath and a bit dizzy, but the sight of this naked girl rejuvenated me, made me want her. Raising myself into a sitting position, I drew Mist into my arms, covering her mouth with my own. My lips were sticky with Tammy’s wetness, and the cute teen moaned happily as she tasted and delighted in the flavor of her mother.

Tammy was now hugging her daughter from behind, adorning Mist’s neck with heated, open-mouthed kisses. A prickle of excitement raced through me as Tammy trailed her tongue up to the girl’s ear, pausing to nip at the lobe in a playful fashion. Mist swiveled around to gaze at her, and a lust-filled glance passed between them that made my heart skip a beat. Then their mouths crushed together as they embraced, mother and daughter lost in the forbidden pleasures of incest.

Then Tammy gently broke their kiss, turned to me and with a wicked smile cooed, “C’mon, Carly… I think Mist needs both of us to get her off.”

Tammy and I lay the girl down between us and began to touch her, gossamer-light caresses that traveled the length and breadth of her body. She sighed contentedly, lulled into relaxation. But as our touches became less gentle, more intimate, Mist began to squirm in arousal.

Then we began to love her with our mouths as well as our fingers — barely-there kisses, light tongue flicks and teasing love bites intended to drive her frantic with lust. Soon she was moaning in our arms as we lavished affection on her bare body. We were careful, though, not to make Mist come, wanting to take her to the absolute limit of pleasure — and beyond! She would have to beg us for release.

By now I was sucking on Mist’s toes, sending delicious shivers through her slim frame while Tammy licked at her daughter’s nipples. I could see her hand tucked between Mist’s thighs, fingers lightly stroking at the girl’s slit.

Mist was writhing helplessly, eyes wild as she mewled in desperation. “Oh, Mommy,” she gasped, “Carly. P-please… let me — ohhhhh, I need to, to…”

In spite of her entreaties, we continued to tease her for just a bit longer. Then Tammy’s eyes met mine, and she gave me a nod.

I quickly crawled between the redheaded nymph’s slender thighs, opened her cunt with my fingers and kissed the sweet pinkness inside. Tammy was manipulating Mist’s clitoris with her fingers as I allowed my tongue to slide deep into the girl’s vagina. She tasted wonderful — tart and juicy as an exotic fruit.

I began to tongue-fuck my teenage lover, gazing up the length of her form to watch Tammy enjoy her daughter’s breasts — suckling them, then teasing the pert nipples with her teeth. Mist’s head was thrown back, mouth slack as she cradled her mother’s face to her chest. Her body was quivering from head to toe. She was going to come soon, and her climax promised to be one for the record books.

Eager to take this young lesbian even higher, I brought my hand into play as I continued to suck at Mist’s dripping cunt, placing the tip of a finger against the moist cleft between her buttocks. A shudder flickered through her body at that — and as she sucked in a lungful of air, I slid the finger all the way into her anus with a single steady stroke.

And then Mist exploded in a surge of pleasure that had the girl thrashing about like a wild mare, her heels drumming a tattoo on the mattress as she came. God, did she come. It was all I could do to hang on and not be thrown from the bed by the helpless thrusts of her hips. I held firm, though — my mouth glued to Mist’s sex, tongue probing her. I was rolling my finger around inside the teen’s anus, moving it in tight little circles… and that only made her buck all the harder.

Tammy and I carried Mist through the arc of her ecstasy, keeping it going until she had climaxed at least four times in succession. Finally she lay limp, her eyes glazed, panting as if she’d just completed a marathon.

I lifted my face from between Mist’s thighs as Tammy turned to me, the two of us coming together in a brief but passionate kiss of celebration. Finally we broke apart and lay down alongside Mist, cuddling her between us.

We three lay entwined for a long, wonderful while — serene and contented, occasionally exchanging soft kisses and taking warm swallows of wine from the bottle I’d brought upstairs.

I was amazed at how good it felt – just being with these beautiful women. When it came to relationships, I’d always kept things on a casual basis. I just liked playing the field too much, sharing my bed with a steady stream of willing and curious females. But the warmth and affection that I felt in the arms of Tammy and Mist was something else again. It was as if I’d been magically transformed into a teenager with an enormous crush — and I loved it!

The three of us didn’t leave the house or put on a stitch of clothing from that Friday night until early Sunday. Well, I threw on a dressing gown when we had Chinese take-out delivered on Saturday night, but otherwise it was all nude, all the time. Mist had made plans to meet with friends on Saturday, but she called them to beg off, claiming she had a headache. And for an amazing forty hours or so, Tammy, Mist and I indulged our every sense in a wild bacchanalia of pleasure that the gods on Olympus might have envied.

We made love again and again in every combination, three new lovers exploring every part, every inch of each other’s bodies. We fucked ourselves into exhaustion, dozed, then awakened to fuck once more. We’d unwind from our orgies in the hot tub, though even in there we’d make out — which sometimes got the love play going all over again.

And when we weren’t engaged in carnal delights, there were many other ways to pass the time. We watched a Bollywood film from my DVD collection, danced naked to Sixties soul records, fed each other chocolate cake with our fingers, even had an impromptu yoga session. I read to Tammy and Mist from the love poems of John Donne, and Tammy told our fortunes with a Tarot deck I had lying around. As for Mist, she fell in love with my tabby cat Percival, and played with him every chance she got.

But that wasn’t all — we also shared our souls. I found myself opening up to Mist and Tammy in a way I seldom did with my lovers, giving them the chance to see me as I honestly was… all the while getting to know them better, too.

And Tammy and Mist were discovering one another in a different way — mother and daughter adding a sexual dimension to their relationship, joyfully exploring a new life together as women in love.

There was one more particularly special moment that I want to tell you about. We were curled together on the bed, all flushed and glowing from our lovemaking. We’d just engaged in an oral daisy chain; the three of us licking each other’s cunts at the same time.

Anyhow, Mist twisted around to smile at her mother and murmured, “Say, Mom… do you have one of those strap-on cock thingies?”

Tammy arched an eyebrow at her daughter. “Well… yes, I do. Why do you ask?”

Blushing sweetly, Mist replied. “Um, I’m — well, the thing is, I’m still a virgin, Mom… and I’d kinda like for you to be my first fuck.”

Tammy’s eyes widened. “Mist!” she gasped, “Is that… are you sure that’s what you want? You shouldn’t rush into–”

Mist placed a finger against her mother’s lips to shush her. “It’s been a fantasy of mine, Mom,” she whispered. “Ever since I knew that I wanted you. God, I’ve made myself come so many times, just imagining you on top of me, taking me with your cock… totally making me yours.” She cupped Tammy’s cheek, her eyes shining with love.

Tammy was overcome with emotion. “Oh… oh, my God, Mist,” she breathed, her eyes suddenly moist. “I don’t know what to say…”

Mist sighed happily. “I… I never believed it could actually happen, Mom. It was just a, a crazy dream I used to get myself off. But now that we’ve made love…” She touched her mother’s swollen belly. “I know you can’t fuck me just yet… but — after the baby is born, I hope you will, Mom. You’ll b-be making my dream come true.” She took her mother’s hand, pressing it to her lips. “Oh, Mom — please say yes! I don’t want anyone but you to do it…”

Tammy stared at the ceiling. “How can I say no?” she whispered, her face alight with wonder. She turned to Mist. “Sweet baby,” she cooed, “If you want me to be your first, nothing would make me happier.” She drew Mist close, cradling the teen’s face to her breasts. Then she glanced at me, her eyes brimming with happy tears. “I’ve got a date with my little girl, Carly,” she whispered. “She wants me to fuck her.”

I was on the verge of tears myself, overwhelmed by this incredible love between mother and daughter. “I think it’s a beautiful thing, Tammy… and you are a very lucky woman.”

Then we were all hugging… and it was only moments before the three of us were making love again, our lust rekindled.

Our weekend was a wonderful vacation from the cares of the world, and I was sorry to see it end. Tammy had to work on Sunday, though, and I’d committed myself to a staff meeting at the clinic that same afternoon. So mother and daughter bid me a fond goodbye, we kissed passionately, and I waved as they slowly drove away.

Ah, but before they left, Tammy and Mist made plans with me to get together for dinner on Monday night at a local French restaurant. It was a marvelous evening, too. We enjoyed a fine meal, then nipped back to their place for fun and games. All of which, needless to say, we played naked.

Over the next few weeks the three of us spent every spare moment in each other’s company, and that included more than a few overnight sleepovers. I even drove Mist to school one morning and, wicked woman that I am, fingered her to a lovely orgasm before I dropped her off.

The sex continued to be nothing short of incredible, and the time I spent with Tammy and Mist with our clothes on was a joy, too. Getting to know them both, as friends and lovers, moved me to reevaluate a few things I’d always taken for granted about myself. As I mentioned earlier, I’d always been one for casual, commitment-free relationships. Oh, there had been roommates, in my less affluent days, but I had never shared my personal space with a lover, and shunned serious romance as if it carried the plague. I’d been a player, jumping into bed with any available female that took my fancy.

But the hours, the days, the nights spent with Mist and Tammy had me wanting something different.

Suddenly I wasn’t seen at the Hot Spur on Fridays, trolling for young cuties. I abandoned the lesbian chat room. I bought a very expensive new outfit — complete with sexy underwear — just to dazzle Tammy and Mist for a night out on the town. I sent them flowers and spent hours making each of them a personalized mix CD. They had an ice cream cake delivered to my door, festooned with pink frosting hearts. Then there was the night that they tied me to a chair in my living room and performed for me, doing a nicely choreographed song-and-dance rendition of “I Only Have Eyes for You,” while stripping naked, one item of clothing at a time… then they got into a mother-daughter sex show on the floor at my bound feet that nearly gave yours truly a heart attack — not to mention got me so fucking wet that I had to have the chair professionally cleaned. I wouldn’t let Tammy pay for it, either.

After three weeks of this craziness, I knew I was in love.

It shook me up, I’ll tell you… but I was determined not to let this chance for happiness slip through my fingers. I invited Tammy and Mist over for dinner on Friday, then spent a couple of days making preparations.

By the time the doorbell rang on Friday, I was a bundle of nerves… but as I opened the door to let them in, all the tension that was churning through my tummy simply melted away at the sight of their smiling faces. I was a woman in love, and everything was perfect.

We dined on a sumptuous feast of chicken in a orange glaze, a wild rice casserole and steamed vegetables, with black bottom pie for dessert. Then I brought out a bottle of vintage Reisling, and we toasted one another. Then, my heart racing with excitement, I took out three tiny black velvet boxes and gave one apiece to Tammy and Mist.

I watched as mother and daughter opened the boxes, then flipped the top of my own. Their eyes widened in unison at the sight of the trio of matching rings I had purchased.

And I simply said, “I love you both, and I want to be a part of your lives. Tammy, Mist… will you marry me?”

The next thing I knew, we three were hugging tightly, all of us sobbing as we tearfully exchanged vows of devotion. I was deliriously happy and, truth be told, a little wistful that I’d spent so many years running away from this kind of love.

Before long our hugs and kisses began to grow increasingly heated, so we tiptoed up the stairs to the bedroom, shedding our clothes as we went. By the time we reached my bed – our bed — we were all naked and ready to play. And play we did, losing ourselves in an evening of wild sex that I still remember vividly. All the heat and passion we had already explored together was there, now flavored with the spice of romance.

A few weeks later, we had a small ceremony in which Tammy and I were joined together, as lovers and life partners. Mist slipped the rings on our fingers, which all our friends thought was adorable — but nobody noticed that she wore a ring of her own, one exactly like ours.

So Tammy and I were united as a couple. Everyone cheered, we had a great party afterward, toasts were made, confetti was thrown. Then my lovers and I waved goodbye to the guests, jumped in the car and squealed away in a crunch of gravel for our honeymoon. I’d borrowed a vacation house in Costa Rica from a friend of mine, and we spent two weeks there, celebrating our new life together.

*****

That was five years ago. The three of us are still together, still blissfully content.

Mist attends a local college, and occasionally enjoys herself with other girls, some of whom she brings home to romp with in her room. But she always returns to the big bed that her mother and I share, where we three renew our secret bond, this wondrous triangle of love and lust that unites us.

Oh, and then there’s the fourth member of our happy household — the one who brought us together in the first place, when you think about it.

Pony Myrtle Parker was born nearly a month after our ceremony. The birth was performed by a midwife I know, so it took place in our home. After the midwife had shared a congratulatory glass of wine with us and departed, Mist and I undressed and climbed into bed with the new mother to make gentle love to her. And yes, we both took turns going down on Tammy, soothing her vagina with our mouths as she nursed our daughter.

That was such an amazing experience that we made it part of our sex lives for awhile — Tammy, Mist and I sharing our bodies as lovers while Pony fed at her mother’s breast, all four of us gloriously nude.

I still carry a picture in my mind — an image viewed while lying between Tammy’s thighs, mouth buried in her red pubes as I drink of her thick, sweet nectar. I’m gazing at Mist’s flawless bottom as she perches upon her mother’s face; then at Tammy, happily licking at the juicy cunt of her daughter. And all the while, little Pony is nestled in Tammy’s arm, taking milk from her mommy’s nipple. I’m not sure I’ll ever have a lovelier erotic memory.

Unless it happens to be the night, two weeks after Pony’s birth, when Tammy kept her promise to Mist and took her daughter’s virginity. I prepared Mist for her mother, licking her slit while she sucked at the seven-inch latex cock that jutted proudly from her mother’s waist.

It was a breathtaking sight, watching Tammy lower her naked body onto that of her daughter, slowly entering Mist until the tip of her cock rested against the girl’s hymen. Tammy and I each took one of Mist’s hands… fingers entwining as our virgin lover inhaled deeply, bracing herself for her mom’s penetration.

Mist cried out loud when Tammy’s cock broke through the thin membrane, her face contorting with pain. She wouldn’t allow her mother to pull out, though, wrapping her legs around Tammy’s ass to hold her in place while she waited for the hurt to lessen… trying her best to accommodate the seven inches of latex that filled her. Finally she whispered, “Okay, Mom, I’m ready… just go slow.”

God, it was beautiful. The tears were still drying on her cheeks, but Mist’s face gradually grew radiant with joy as Tammy began to move her hips — only an inch or two at a time, at first.

And soon mother and daughter were really fucking, their bodies grinding lewdly, mouths pressed together in the most torrid of French kisses. I frantically masturbated while I watched my lovers from a ringside seat, right next to them on our bed.

It was a hell of a night, one that left Mist with an abiding passion for strap-on sex. And the little minx loved to fuck — every bit as much as she loved to be fucked. Tammy’s cock, along with a few other bad-girl toys that we owned, became a crucial part of our collective sex life after that night.

Pony is four now and about to begin nursery school, the most charming, delightful child imaginable. I certainly never saw myself as the maternal type, back in those younger, wilder days, but raising Pony together with my lovers has brought me a profound sense of fulfillment. Corny as it sounds, I consider myself blessed.

Our little girl understands that Tammy and I are a couple, and has even seen us make love a few times… but we are keeping big sister Mist’s role in our sex lives a secret from Pony until she is old enough to understand.

It was Mist who was the first to bring up the subject of bringing Pony into our incestuous relationship, broaching the idea soon after the child had turned three. Mist adores her baby sister, and wants her to be a part of the passion and pleasure that she, her mother and I have shared for five years.

We spent hours discussing the pros and cons of making love to our little girl. In the end, Mist’s heartfelt arguments won the day.

Here’s what we finally decided. Pony is already comfortable in a lesbian household where open nudity and sex are part of our everyday life, and we have always been very physically affectionate with her. When she turns seven, Tammy, Mist and I will sit our child down and tell her about our secret love life, then offer Pony the chance to join the three of us in bed. Mist has already staked her claim on making love to her little sister first, but Tammy and I are also ready and willing to teach our daughter all about the joys of the lesbian life. And knowing Pony as we do, we are all confident that she will say yes.

It’s a wonderful feeling, imagining that day, less than three years from now, when we hope to make Pony our new lover. And this anticipation we feel only seems to grow in intensity with the passage of time. Our little girl might make some adorable remark, or skip happily through the living room, or sprawl naked before the television, giggling at a Bugs Bunny cartoon — and Tammy and I will share a secret smile, or Mist will give us both a saucy wink as we dream of the magical night when our sweet trio will become a quartet.

The End

 

Expecting, Part One

  • Posted on April 13, 2019 at 1:58 pm

By JetBoy


 

My name is Carly Benetton. I am a woman’s therapist employed by the Pembroke Center, which functions both as a gynecology clinic and a health center for expectant mothers. It’s a job I love, especially since I get to meet some incredibly sexy girls and women in the course of my working day.

Yes, I am a lesbian, and I’ve made some very hot sexual connections with females that I met through my job. This story is about how one of those special encounters, and how it changed my life.

Tammy Parker was a single mother of thirty-five with a fourteen-year-old daughter named Mist. She’d been trying for the last few years to conceive again, which is why she became one of my patients — first, to get herself artificially inseminated; then, to receive therapy that would help prepare her to deliver the baby girl she was now happily expecting.

At that time, I’d known Tammy for about five years. She was a free spirit, a wild and warm woman with bright red hair and a zest for life that was utterly contagious.

Mist had been a rough delivery for Tammy. She’d insisted on a vaginal birth, even after a long, painful labor, with her doctor all but insisting that she opt for a C-section. She held firm, though, and later told me that, painful as it had been, Mist’s birth had been the most joyous experience of her life.

She was determined to give birth to her new baby vaginally as well, only this time she came to our clinic to help her prepare for the delivery. And her daughter Mist would be an enthusiastic participant in the process.

Tammy was overjoyed and very proud to have Mist helping her through the pregnancy, especially since she was unattached at the time, with no lover to be there when she gave birth.

I’d had both of them in for sessions before, mostly limited to discussion. On this day, though, I would be teaching Mist how to give her mom vaginal massages, which would ultimately make Tammy’s delivery a much more comfortable one.

Most women would have felt a little strange about allowing their own daughters to touch them in such an intimate way, but Tammy was an ardent feminist who thought it would be a positive bonding experience for them both — not to mention a useful lesson for when Mist had children, if she chose to.

Tammy knew about my own preference for women, being a lesbian herself — though she and I had never been lovers. What she didn’t know was that I’d enjoyed sexual relations several times before with girls who were about the same age as her daughter.

I had a real knack for putting teenage girls at ease during their first gynecology exam, so most of that work at the Pembroke Center fell to me. I’d ended up teaching some of them much more about their bodies than they had expected, bringing them to orgasm during my examination. I’d even had brief sexual relationships with a few of these sweet nymphs, taking them into my bed for some very loving fun and games.

Anyhow, the thought of teaching the utterly adorable Mist how to massage her mother’s vagina had me tingling with anticipation — and I had a feeling that Tammy would enjoy it more than she expected. In fact, I was hoping for that.

Taking a moment to center my energy, I paged the reception desk and asked that my next patients be sent in.

Tammy, full-bellied and absolutely glowing, entered the room and hugged me affectionately as I rose to meet her. Mist followed close behind — a freckled redhead like her mother, all bare-legged and coltish in her cut-off denim shorts. God, they were beautiful together, radiating a warmth that left me lightheaded.

Mist hugged me too, smelling of jasmine. “Mom says you’re gonna teach me how to help her with the actual birth part today, Carly!” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“That’s right, Mist. I’m going to teach you how to help your mother work the muscles of her birth canal, so the baby can come out easier when she delivers.”

“Cool!” she squealed. “I’m so thrilled about having a new sister!” She tilted her head in Tammy’s direction. “I’ve been buggin’ Mom about it for years.”

“She did, too,” Tammy replied with a smile, “I used to find little notes hidden around the house. ‘WHERE’S MY BABY SISTER?’ they’d read.” She laughed joyfully. “I saved every one, too.”

Mist grinned. “And one day, when she’s old enough, I’ll take out the scrapbook and let her see ’em, so she’ll know just how much I wanted her.”

“She’ll be one lucky girl, to have a big sister like you,” I said. “So… are you both ready to start?” They nodded.

I’m a New Age oriented therapist, so my next instruction wasn’t as odd as it might seem to most. “Okay then, let’s get undressed,” I murmured as I dimmed the lights, then pushed the button on my CD player. The soft, contemplative sound of meditational Sufi music could be heard.

We helped each other out of our clothes. I’d seen Tammy naked in the course of our previous sessions, and she was utterly beautiful in her sixth month of pregnancy. As for Mist, she looked so bewitching in the nude that I just wanted to gobble her up.

Tammy lay down on her side atop the padded surface of the massage table as I eased a pillow beneath her tummy, then I turned to Mist. “I’m going to give your mom a body rub, before we start the birth canal massage.”

“Can I maybe help with that, Carly?” Mist asked shyly.

“Sure, if your mom doesn’t mind.”

“Oh, Mom doesn’t mind…” Tammy said, already relaxing on the table.

Standing beside me, a naked fourteen-year-old Mist eagerly watched as I poured scented oil into my hands, then began to rub it into her mother’s back. As I worked my way down the curve of Tammy’s spine, Mist moved up to knead her mom’s shoulders.

I rubbed Tammy’s shapely ass for a while, then began to massage her anus — pressing a finger between her cheeks, then slipping it deep into her rectum. Mist was fascinated by what I was doing, staring wide-eyed as I probed her mother’s bottom. Needless to say, Tammy was purring with pleasure all the while.

Feeling a bit daring, I turned to Mist. “Would you like to do this, honey?”

Her face lit up. “Sure… can I, Mom?”

Tammy paused, pondered, then said, “Okay, baby.”

I stepped back, and Mist placed the tip of her finger against the whorl of Tammy’s anus. Her eyes widened in wonder as she pushed it deep into her mother’s bottom. “Wow,” she whispered, “it’s so warm inside!”

“Oooohhhhhh, that’s nice…” Tammy moaned contentedly, responding to the combined touches of her daughter and me.

As Mist probed her mother’s rectum, I began a preliminary pudendal massage on Tammy — opening her cunt up to my touch, then gently working two fingers inside. Mist gasped in surprise, then giggled when she felt my fingers through her mother’s vaginal wall.

Tammy was really getting into our mutual exploration of her body — and before too long she was panting furiously in orgasm. I’d warned her that she would probably become sexually stimulated when I massaged her vagina, but the intensity of her climax both surprised and thrilled me. Mist was delighted, having helped to make her mother feel good. This was perfect — the mood in the room was exactly as I wanted it.

Once Tammy had recovered, I helped her to sit up on the table for the next stage of her therapy. With Mist to my left, I showed her how to rub and massage her mother’s nipples.

As Mist fondled her mother’s breasts, her eyes dancing excitedly, I leaned into Tammy and kissed her, sliding a hand between her thighs. As my fingers brushed her vulva, I slipped my tongue between Tammy’s parted lips. I figured that she was so turned on at that point that she would let me kiss her like a lover in front of her daughter — and when she began kissing me back after only a moment’s hesitation, I knew I was right. Soon she was cupping my breasts as our mouths played sweet games together.

I was ecstatic. Now it was time to get Mist more intimately involved.

Breaking our kiss, I turned to Mist and asked, as innocently as I was able, “Would you like to suck on your mother’s nipples now?”

Her mouth fell open, and Tammy shot me a puzzled glance, but as I explained to them both, “The baby’s going to be constantly nursing, and she won’t necessarily be gentle. Your nipples need to be toughened up before she arrives, Tammy.” I turned to Mist. “So… if your mom doesn’t mind, you can take turns sucking and lightly, lightly biting on each nipple to make them less sensitive. Is that okay?” I finished, gazing inquisitively at Tammy.

“Well… okay. I guess so,” Tammy said quietly. Mist slowly nodded.

Spreading a sheet over the couch to keep the massage oil from staining it, we three sat down together — Mist on one side of her mom, me on the other.

I smiled reassuringly at the slightly nervous girl. “Okay, Mist… watch me, and do what I do.”

I cupped Tammy’s left breast in hand and indicated to Mist that she follow my lead. I parted my lips, took Tammy’s nipple into my mouth and lightly suckled it. Mist mimicked me. Pulling back slightly and turning so Mist could see, I took the pink tip of Tammy’s breast between my teeth and lightly nibbled it. Mist did the same.

“Oh… ohhhhhh! Oh, Carly, oh my darling Mist. That feels so… so heavenly!” Tammy gasped.

Mist and I continued to suckle Tammy as my hand slid down to her pussy which, by this time, was incredibly hot and juicy. If you haven’t guessed it by now, sexual therapy is part and parcel of what we do at the Pembroke clinic, and right then, this lovely mother-to-be was very much in need of release, even after the orgasm she’d already had.

I lifted my face from Tammy’s chest. “Time to learn how to do the vaginal massage for your mom, Mist.” I whispered to the fourteen-year-old, who seemed utterly intoxicated by the pleasure of sucking and fondling her mother’s breast.

Then she raised her head to grin at me. “Don’t you mean ‘pussy massage,’ Carly?” Mist asked with a giggle. “That’s what I heard Mom call it yesterday.”

“We can call it that if you like, honey,” I laughed.

Tammy scooted to the edge of the couch, perching on the edge as Mist and I met between her legs. Mist smiled at me. God, she was the loveliest girl…

I couldn’t help what I did next — kissed her full on the lips. I had no idea how she would respond, much less her mother… but then she kissed me back. Tammy watched what we were doing, her eyes widened in surprise. For a brief moment, I thought she might stop us, but then she simply smiled and relaxed, watching us with interest.

Mist and I continued to kiss, our tongues gradually coming into play as things grew increasingly passionate between us. She began to fondle my breasts and nipples as we kissed. Needless to say, I didn’t mind that at all.

My hand slowly rose to touch her own slight breasts, marveling at their softness. We broke our kiss, and Mist reached down to gently graze my pussy with her fingertips. I touched hers in happy reply, finding her moist.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly, “Oh.” Then she smiled bashfully at me. “After you show me how to massage Mom, will you–” She bit her lip, suddenly blushing, but soldiered on. “Would you touch me d-down there, Carly?”

My heart throbbed with excitement, but I tried to maintain a calm exterior. “That’s up to your mother, honey,” I said gently.

Mist turned to Tammy. “Mom? Mom, please, can she?”

There was a thoughtful silence for a moment, then Tammy said, “We’ll see, baby.”

Mist and I knelt before her mother. Tammy’s cunt smelled incredible, her own musky aroma combined with the strawberry-scented massage oil I’d anointed her with earlier. I placed my hand at the fleshy juncture between her thighs and went to work.

One, two, four fingers, then my entire hand easily slipped inside her body. Mist just stared, enthralled by the sight of her mother’s pussy accepting my hand, Tammy mewling with pleasure as I fucked her.

Finally I turned to Mist and murmured, “Now you try it.”

The girl quickly positioned herself between her mother’s legs, and my heart raced as I watched Mist ease her fingers into Tammy’s warm, wet vagina. It wasn’t sixty seconds later that her hand was buried to the wrist inside her mom, the girl’s face alight with joy as she worked it in and out, in and out.

I watched Mist, offering a few tips as I sucked Tammy’s juices from my sticky fingers, loving the thick, earthy taste of her. “Twist it a little, move it around… that’s it. This helps to open her up for the baby.” Then I smiled meaningfully at Mist. “And it feels good for your mom, too, especially when you do this…” and I showed Mist how to touch her mother’s clitoris while giving her the vaginal massage.

By this time, Tammy had closed her eyes and was miles away, drifting on a sea of sexual ecstasy. I began to fondle her breasts, while Mist worked on her pussy and clit — and within the next couple of minutes, she was once again writhing in orgasm, panting furiously.

As Tammy, now slumping against the back of the couch, recovered from her climax, I leaned over to kiss Mist again. She responded quickly, her tongue darting into my mouth. We kissed like lovers for a long, delightful moment… then she drew back, her face flushed with excitement.

“So, Carly… you said th-that you’d touch my pussy too, right?”

“Only if your mother says ‘yes’, that’s what I said.” I replied with a loving smile, stroking her face, glancing over to Tammy for approval.

“Yes,” Tammy sighed happily, giddy in the aftermath of her pleasure. “Touch my baby girl, Carly. Make her feel good.”

Mist sat next to her mother on the couch, spreading both legs wide for me. Pretty much all pretense of therapy was gone at that point. I knelt before the girl, admiring her beautiful, lightly-downed vulva, savoring the tantalizing scent of female arousal.

I glanced up into Mist’s face. Her lips were parted, and she was palming her budding breasts as she stared at me, awaiting my touch. I allowed the tip of a finger to tease the girl’s rosy slit, and Mist whimpered softly.

“Do you like how that feels, honey?” I whispered. She nodded, too thrilled to speak. “Well,” I continued, “I want to do something even nicer to you.” And I slowly licked my lips, my eyes burning into hers.

Lowering my face between her thighs, my mouth went right to Mist’s vagina, placing a soft kiss upon the sweet pink flesh.

“Ooooohhhh, Carly,” she moaned, a ripple of pleasure coursing through her slender frame.

Extending my tongue, I took a long slow lick that trailed upward from her vaginal opening through the labia, ending with a flick to her tiny clitoris.

A cry burst from Mist’s throat. Seizing my head, she drew my face even deeper between her thighs with shaking hands. I pressed my mouth into her sex and licked again, hungering for more — more! — of this exquisite young girl. Her cunt was delicious — ambrosial, even.

“Mmmm, Carly,” Mist moaned, “lick my pussy, oh yeah, you do it so good…!”

I went down on her eagerly; then, as Tammy knelt on the carpet beside me, drew back to give my friend a good view of her daughter’s glistening slit, now inches away from her wide-eyed face. I began to gently finger Mist as I leaned closer to her mother.

“Want to taste her…?” I whispered, then lightly bit Tammy’s earlobe.

She trembled, but didn’t move; just sat there in a daze, clearly torn between her fear of breaking the taboo of incest and a newfound, unexpected desire that shone in her eyes as she stared at Mist’s vulva.

Wanting to nudge Tammy into letting go of her inhibitions, I grasped her chin, turned her face to mine and kissed her, lips sticky with Mist’s essence. She gasped as, a split-second later, she realized what I was doing… and I let my tongue slip into her mouth, giving Tammy a real taste of her daughter.

She froze for a second or two… then with a little sigh, her own tongue came to life. She licked her way around my mouth, moaning with delight as she sampled the tart flavor of her child’s sex.

Finally I pulled away and gestured toward Mist, who was breathing heavily as I continued to lightly stroke her wet pussy. “Go on,” I whispered to Tammy, “lick her. She wants you to…”

Lips parted, Mist stared hopefully at her mother. “Please, Mom,” she breathed. “Please.”

Moving as if in a dream, Tammy placed both hands on her daughter’s thighs, shivering with excitement as she slowly lowered her face to Mist’s cunt and began to lick.

Mist’s response was instantaneous. “Oh, MOM!” she cried. “Ohhhhh… yeah, that feels — f-fantastic!”

Tammy murmured ecstatically into Mist’s pussy in response, the liquid sounds of mouth, tongue and cunt making sweet music. The rich scent of womanhood was sharp in the air as mother pleasured daughter.

“Oh,” Mist moaned. “Mmmm, oh yeah — love me, Mom.”

Wanting to join in the fun, I positioned myself behind Tammy’s upraised ass — dipping my head to press a kiss into her slit, then licking the length of her cunt with the flat of my tongue. She gasped, but kept her own mouth fastened to Mist’s pussy. The girl was quivering like a plucked bass string, hands clutching at her mother’s head. “Oh, yeah,” she raved, “oooooohhh, so nice…”

Feeling deliciously lewd, I parted Tammy’s buttocks with my hands and began to lick at her asshole. I circled the rim of her anus with my tongue while slipping a hand between my friend’s legs to explore her sex. The ass is, I think, my favorite part of a woman’s body — and the apple-round shapeliness of Tammy’s bottom had my lust soaring. I pressed further between her cheeks, kissing her anus as if it were a lover’s mouth.

My eyes shifted to glance at Mist when a loud cry exploded from her, the girl’s body seizing up in climax. “Ohhhh… oh GOD!” she cried, shaking violently from head to toe as she came.

Her mother kept right on pleasuring her daughter, though. And while I continued to lick Tammy’s ass, I watched the teen’s body buck and rock on the couch as waves of pleasure surged through her slender form. Finally she panted, “N-no more, Mom…”

Tammy raised herself to draw her dazed daughter into her arms. I shivered with delight as their mouths met in a hungry kiss, Mist’s tongue emerging to sample her essence from her mom’s lips. Tammy was palming her daughter’s breasts, hands moving in circles to tease the young girl’s nipples erect.

Finally, they gently parted, mother and daughter gazing at one another in perfect adoration. “I love you, Mom,” Mist whispered, “that was… oh, gosh, it was perfect.”

Tammy brushed her girl’s lips with trembling fingers. “Oh, baby, I can’t believe we’re doing this… but I’m so glad it happened.”

Then she raised her head to look at me — and smiled.

“Honey,” she said, turning back to Mist, “I’m afraid that we’ve been very neglectful. We need to make Carly feel good now.” She patted the space on the couch next to Mist, her blue eyes burning into mine. “C’mere, beautiful…” she said, beckoning me to her with a curled finger.

I slowly rose onto shaking legs. Joining Mist and her mother on the couch, I parted my thighs, offering myself to these two beautiful women. Tammy knelt before me, then I felt her hands slide up my legs as she leaned closer, her nostrils flaring as she savored the scent of me. “Smells heavenly,” she happily sighed. And with that, she lowered her face to my cunt and began kissing me there.

At first her oral attentions were gentle, almost soothing — then she grew aggressive, plunging her face between my thighs to lick me with a probing tongue, then taking my flower into her mouth, her lips adorning my cunt with the sexiest of French kisses.

As she ate me, pausing now and then to tease my clitoris with tiny flicks of her tongue, Mist and I kissed hungrily, my hands stroking as much of her slender body as I could reach, brushing her soft, pert breasts as she cupped mine. I cried out as she bent down to take my nipple into her warm mouth.

Then, as if responding to some silent cue, Tammy and Mist switched places, the adorable teen now on her knees before me. Tammy whispered, “Thank you, Carly… thank you,” as her lips sought mine.

I closed my eyes and savored her hot, luscious mouth, now tantalizingly flavored with the tartness of my sex. Why had we never made love before?

Tammy’s tongue wrestled with mine as Mist burrowed her face between my legs, opening me with her fingers to kiss the wet flesh inside. Then I inhaled sharply as she slid two fingers inside me… then a third… then a fourth. Oh, my — was she going to…

She was. I cried out as Mist’s hand slipped inside me completely, right up to her wrist. I felt my vagina open to accept her. Tammy was licking and biting my nipples.

“Oh, that feels SO good,” I whispered. “Fuck me. God, fuck me.”

Tammy raised her face to mine to thrust her tongue into my mouth for a luscious instant, then slid down to join her daughter between my legs. Her fist soon took the place of Mist’s smaller hand inside my body.

God. Pure heaven. Mist hovered above my lap, suckling my clit as Tammy began to give me a full-bore fistfuck, her hand churning almost violently in me. Legs shaking like I’d been hit by a 7.9 earthquake, I came so hard I screamed. I’d never climaxed like that. Never, never.

Mother and daughter smiled at me from their kneeling positions between my legs. I grinned back like an fool, then slid down to the floor to wrap my arms around them both. Tammy placed a hand at the back of my head and drew my face to hers, claiming my lips in a luscious kiss that had my head spinning.

I turned to Mist, seeking out her sweet, girlish mouth. She purred with delight as our lips slid together, tongues engaging playfully.

Then Mist broke away from me, turning to her smiling mother. Tammy closed her eyes, and I gazed in awe while she and her child shared a lover’s kiss, the two of them clearly thrilled by this new incestuous bond they had discovered.

Truth be told, I was thrilled too. As they slowly parted, I told Tammy and Mist, “I want to watch you two make love.”

Mist rose to her knees, gazing lustfully at her mother. “It’s your turn, Mom,” she said. “I get to taste you now.”

Tammy reached out for her daughter’s hand, then pressed the girl’s palm to her mouth. “My angel… I love you so much!”

With that, they leaned into each other, their mouths coming together once again. My body throbbed with excitement as I watched Mist and Tammy swap tongues. Such a beautiful sight.

Then the fourteen-year-old nymph gently guided her mother onto her back. “Oh, Mom,” Mist breathed, “I’ve thought about this so many times… I can’t believe I’m finally getting to love you like this.”

“Y-you’ve wanted this to — to happen?” Tammy gasped. “For how long?”

Mist smiled. “Nearly a year, Mom — ever since I knew I was gay, like you.” She bent to kiss her mother’s nipple, pausing to flick it with her tongue… and Tammy arched her back, a whimper escaping her lips. “That’s when Paula Thornbeck and I first went to bed together.” She glanced over at me, flashing a grin as she saw me fingering myself.

Tammy moaned. “You and Paula… oh, my.”

“I love her lots, Mom,” she cooed, cupping her mother’s full breasts, “but then I saw you in the bathroom a couple of days after me and Paula did it that first time. You were getting out of the shower, naked and wet all over.” Mist paused to lick Tammy’s left nipple, circling the tip of her mother’s breast with a playful tongue. “You were so beautiful, Mom, so sexy.” She sighed dreamily. “I think, maybe… that I fell in love with you right then.” She nuzzled the tuft of soft red hair that nestled in her mother’s unshaven armpit, then kissed her there. “Mmmm, Mommy,” she murmured, “just the… smell of you gets me hot.”

“Baby,” Tammy whispered, “I… I never knew. How could I not have known?” She lifted a hand to touch her daughter’s cheek.

I moaned, now curling two fingers inside my vagina to massage the G-spot. My body was on fire, set ablaze by the sight of mother and child exploring love in a whole new way.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you after that, Mom,” Mist spoke, her hand slipping between Tammy’s thighs to fondle her vulva. “I needed to love you so bad. So many nights I made myself come, just… dreaming of you in bed with me.”

A sob issued from Tammy’s throat. “Oh, angel,” she moaned, “my sweet, sweet little girl…”

“But this… this is even better, Mommy,” said Mist, rubbing her face against her mother’s swollen belly. “Now I get to make love to you while you’re carrying my baby sister.” The teen was shivering with excitement as she placed hot, open-mouthed kisses all over Tammy’s stomach, slowly moving down between the pregnant woman’s thighs. “I hope she can feel it inside… how I feel about you.”

“Mist,” gasped Tammy, her face radiant. “Oh, my precious…!”

Mist’s kissing mouth traveled down below her mother’s navel and into the lush thatch of fiery red hair that adorned Tammy’s cunt. Pulling back slightly, the fourteen-year-old licked her lips as she studied her mother’s sex up close. “I love you, Mom,” she whispered, “and I love your baby.” She smiled. “Our baby.”

And with that, Mist burrowed her face into Tammy’s thick pubes, lips parting to claim her mother’s sex. Tammy gave a hoarse cry as her daughter began to feast upon her pussy.

That was it for me — I came, seizing up as a second climax smashed through my body. I was whimpering through clenched teeth, fingers twisting in my vagina. The pleasure swiftly rose to a screaming peak, then slowly, slowly faded to a toast-warm glow.

Panting for breath, I shakily raised myself onto an elbow, not wanting to miss any more of the mother/daughter lovemaking than I already had.

Mist was still going down on Tammy, her mouth making wet slurping noises as she eagerly ate pussy. Tammy was caressing her pregnant belly, eyes closed, whispering, “My sweet child… I love you. Oh, I love you.” I wondered which of her children she was speaking to. Both, probably.

I moved in closer to take in the awe-inspiring sight — a daughter loving her mother as a woman for the first time. I remembered how desperately I had wanted it to be like that between me and my own mom, who I’d desired in a sexual way ever since discovering my love for other girls as a teen. I’d never had the opportunity or courage to tell her how I felt before she died in a car crash at 42, and the sight of Mist and Tammy sharing their bodies in this loving way made my unfulfilled fantasy all the more poignant.

Mist’s mouth was glued to Tammy’s cunt, sucking her, drinking down the thick sweetness of her mother’s nectar. I licked my lips in anticipation of when I, too, would get to taste my friend’s juices right from the source.

Then Mist was licking her, and I watched in awe as this fourteen-year-old girl lovingly circled the opening of her mother’s pussy with her tongue, the whole lower half of her face shiny with Tammy’s essence.

I was hesitant to involve myself in this intimate moment between mother and daughter, but it was impossible to simply sit back and watch. I’d only gotten to lick Mist’s pussy for a moment before letting Tammy take over, and my mouth was watering for more of her. Also, the sight of her upraised bottom reminded me that I hadn’t sampled the delights of that cute little ass yet.

I crawled over to kneel behind the slim teenage girl, then began lavishing her cheeks with wet, open-mouthed kisses. Mist twisted her head to stare at me. “Oh, yeah, Carly,” she panted, licking her pussy-wet lips. “Kiss my butt. Mmm, yeah, I love that.” Then she spun around to plunge her face back between Tammy’s thighs.

With trembling hands, I gently parted Mist’s cheeks to reveal the dark pink rosebud. The sight was breathtaking. I lowered my face to the girl’s bottom, then trailed my tongue up through the crack of her ass. The sound of the fourteen-year-old’s moan, muffled by her own mother’s cunt, only spurred me on — and with that, I pressed my tongue even deeper into Mist’s anal cleft.

Tammy’s cries were growing louder, her body quaking helplessly as Mist brought her ever nearer to climax, keeping the pleasure simmering without letting her boil over. In the meantime, I licked at Mist’s pink star, then burrowed between the girl’s buttocks to kiss her there.

Just then a strangled cry broke from Tammy, her body bucking upon the padded floor as she approached orgasm. Her breasts were bouncing wildly, her big belly quivering. Mist was hanging on, gripping her mother’s thighs, her mouth still covering Tammy’s cunt — at least, that’s how it looked from over the gentle slope of the teen girl’s back as I continued to rim her asshole as best I could.

Tammy’s clutched frantically at Mist’s shoulder, her eyes huge, hands shaking. “Oh, b-baby… Oh my GOD…” And she began to scream as her ecstasy redoubled, driven to a frenzied orgasm by her daughter’s hot, sucking mouth.

Her cry grew louder, wilder, finally reaching a passionate crescendo as Mist took her even higher… then Tammy froze, her body rigid for a long, silent moment before the breath seemed to rush from her lungs, and she went limp.

Mist lifted her face from her mother’s vulva, licking her lips, then rested her head upon Tammy’s thigh. Reaching up to touch the bulging belly of her panting mother, the teen girl smiled blissfully. “Love you, Mom,” she sighed.

“Love you, baby…” Tammy managed, still breathing heavily.

I’d stopped tonguing Mist’s anus while she was taking Tammy through her orgasm, but now that Mom had been sated, I began to rim Mist again, pleasuring this luscious young girl with everything I had. My hand slipped between her thighs to toy with her downy slit while my tongue probed wetly between her buttocks. She whimpered, squirming her ass back against me when I allowed my thumb to enter her — just the tip at first, then I pressed deeper, penetrating the girl far enough to touch her hymen. Hmmm, interesting… she was still a virgin.

I could hear the sounds of kissing, and raised my eyes to see Tammy, kneeling before her daughter, their mouths playing a sweet duet of love. My friend’s tongue fluttered like a ribbon between Mist’s parted lips.

Then Tammy lay down on her back and slid underneath her lovely teenager, who was still on all fours. I couldn’t exactly see what she was doing to Mist while my lips were fastened to the girl’s butt crack, but from the position of Tammy’s body, it looked as if she was sucking her daughter’s breasts.

Sure enough, I soon heard Mist coo, “Ooooh, yeah, Mommy — bite my nipples.” Then she squealed with delight. “Oh! Uh-huh, just like that…”

I began to roll my thumb around inside Mist’s vagina, pressing against the wall of her tight pussy to pleasure my young lover without breaking her hymen… then allowing my index finger to brush the nub of her clitoris.

“Oh!” she cried out, throwing her head back. “C-Carly, oh God that feels so, s-so good! Oh, yeah, do m-my pussy… mmmm, yes! YES!” Mist’s body jolted helplessly, a hoarse scream tearing loose from her throat as she suddenly came.

Her mother and I kept pleasuring her, taking her through the wild, wonderful ride of her climax. I used my fingers and mouth to keep Mist’s orgasm going, pushing the girl to the absolute limit of ecstasy. Finally, it was clear that she could take no more, so I stopped stroking her clit… and Mist slowly slumped onto her side, gasping for breath.

My heart swelled as I took in the lovely sight of Mist, her hair tousled, body glistening and flushed from head to toe, cradling her mother’s face to her breasts. Tammy was licking languidly at her daughter’s nipples. I joined them on the floor, and they welcomed me into their arms.

Then we three climbed onto the couch to cuddle, sharing kisses back and forth, caressing each other’s naked bodies in a deliciously sensual way.

I’d purposely made Tammy and Mist my last appointment of the day. There was nowhere else I had to be, and the entire evening was free to spend with my new lovers. And that, I realized, was exactly what I wanted. Tammy and her daughter seemed to feel the same way — they made no move to depart, or even get dressed. It was as if the three of us were under a magic spell that no one wanted to break.

Finally, I made a suggestion, suddenly feeling shy as a schoolgirl. “Would you both like to stay at my place tonight? I have plenty of food — and I’ve got a bed that’s big enough for all of us…”

Mother and daughter exchanged a look, then they both smiled. “Sure,” Tammy murmured, her fingers lightly teasing my cunt. “That sounds lovely.”

I have a shower in the private bathroom adjoining my office, so I suggested that we wash up before leaving. Tammy and Mist happily agreed, so after rising from the couch to stretch our limbs, we were soon washing one another’s sticky, sweaty bodies beneath a torrent of hot water. The stall is only big enough for two, so we simply left the shower door open and took turns getting clean, kissing and making out like kids on a first date. We got water all over the bathroom floor, but had a marvelous time.

Once we had emerged from the steamy cubicle, our bodies now a lovely shade of pink, I laid all the extra towels out on the bathroom floor to soak up the puddles we were leaving behind. Then we all helped to dry one another which, as you can imagine, was oodles of fun… but took much longer than it had to. We were like children with wondrous new toys, reluctant to stop playing. As we toweled each other, pausing often for luscious kisses and fondlings, there was a very real temptation for us to make love again, right then and there. Somehow, though, we managed to resist. Instead, we gathered up our scattered clothes and quickly dressed, filled with anticipation of what the night would bring us.

On to Part Two!

 

Ripples, Chapter 12

  • Posted on April 5, 2019 at 2:59 pm

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

*****

This is one of the happiest, most perfect moments of my life, Rachel decided. She had her twelve-year-old daughter Bella in her arms, both of them naked, the girl ready and waiting to be taught the ways of lesbian love.

Does she still think that I’m only practising with her? Or has Bella sussed out the truth, that I really want us to be lovers? If she doesn’t yet know my intentions, she’ll figure them out soon enough.

Oh, my precious child… maybe I’m doing this for selfish reasons, but that’s not all there is to it. I want your first sexual experience to be with a woman, for you to know how beautiful it can be. Before the boys get their grubby paws on that sweet body of yours, you need to be shown that there’s a different, better way. It’s a precious gift I’m giving you, from Mummy to her little girl.

“I’m going to kiss you again, love,” Rachel said. “Now, this time, I want you to kiss me back. Okay?”

“Okay, Mum,” Bella replied in a small voice. She was nervous, but it was clear that she wanted to keep going.

Rachel leaned in, lightly brushing the girl’s mouth with her parted lips, then bringing her tongue into play. Bella hesitated for a moment, then began to timidly return her mother’s kiss. Rachel encouraged her, coaxing the preteen’s tongue to join in the fun and games — and Bella responded, gaining courage as the kiss deepened. Soon she was passionately Frenching her mother, prompting Rachel to suspect that her daughter might have gotten more practice with Alice than she’d let on.

Wanting to take things up a notch, Rachel placed a hand on Bella’s shoulder, then allowed it to glide down until it was cupping the globe of the girl’s breast. She moved her hand around in a circle, feeling the nipple stiffen against her palm. Bella’s breasts were coming along nicely. As Rachel stroked them, each in turn, she felt her daughter tremble, whimpering into their lover’s kiss.

Carefully breaking away, Rachel sat back a little. “How do you like that, darling?”

Bella struggled to get the words out, but eventually said, “It’s… really nice, Mum. I’m all tingly!”

“That’s good. Now, it’s important to remember that making love is about sharing those good feelings… which means learning how to give pleasure to your partner. Would you like to touch my breasts, like I did yours?”

“Um, sure!” said Bella, nodding eagerly. Slowly extending a hand, she placed it on her mother’s body, touching the breast of an adult woman for the first time. “Oooohhh, it’s so soft.” She let it bounce in her hand once or twice, testing its heft.

“You can use both hands,” said Rachel. Bella reached out to cup the other breast. “Mmmm, that feels lovely. Now keep in mind that there are a lot of ways to touch a woman. Just about anything you do will feel good — though it’s always a good idea to be gentle at first, unless you know that your lover likes it rough.” She paused, allowing her daughter to experiment with different ways of feeling her up. What a bloody amazing sight, watching my own child play with my tits.

“How’s this, Mum?” Bella asked. She was focused on the task, her brow furrowed in concentration.

“It’s exquisite, darling. Make sure you give the nipples some attention, too. Try rolling them between your finger and thumb, or brushing them with your fingertips. You can even pinch them — not too hard at first, mind you. Good, that’s… very good, Bella.”

She kissed her daughter again — and this time the girl responded immediately, thrusting her tongue into her mum’s mouth.

This kiss lingered for a long while, then Bella pulled away, her eyes flashing excitedly. “This is — it’s really nice, Mum! Um, c-can we maybe do more…?”

“Yes we can, my love,” cooed Rachel, thrilled to bits by how perfectly her seduction was going. She leaned forward again but, instead of kissing her daughter, she bent down to take the girl’s left nipple between her lips.

“Oh,” gasped Bella. “Oh!” With shaking hands, she clutched Mum’s face to her chest.

Rachel sucked gently at the swelling bud, then circled it a few times with her tongue before switching to the other breast, her hand moving to caress the free one. She could feel the pounding of the girl’s heart through her fingertips as she stroked her.

After a couple of minutes she sat up straight, gazing lovingly at her pink-cheeked daughter. “How does that feel, darling? Did you like it?”

Bella rolled her eyes in disbelief. “Oh, my God! It was… I don’t know, so nice. Me and Alice, we’ve just touched each other’s titties some, never this far.”

Rachel smiled warmly. “Now it’s your turn.” Cupping one of her generous breasts, she offered it to the twelve-year-old.

This time, Bella responded right away — bending down, she flicked her tongue at the large nipple, then kissed it. Rachel caught her breath at the first touch of the girl’s warm, wet tongue, then placed a gentle hand on the back of Bella’s head, cradling her as though she was nursing an infant.

As her daughter did as she’d been taught — lavishing affection on each nipple in turn, switching her attention from one breast to the other — Rachel absentmindedly let her free hand drop to her lap, pressing her vulva. Catching herself, she withdrew that hand, determined to prolong the pleasure. It’s a special occasion — my first time making love with Bella. I’m going to make this last.

After a few minutes of Bella savouring her breasts, Rachel gently grasped her daughter’s chin, coaxing the girl’s head up to face her. “You’re learning fast, kiddo. That felt amazing.” Bella beamed with pride. “Now, are you ready to take this to the next step?”

The attentive pupil paused for an instant, then nodded.

“Are you sure, dearest? I’d love for us to do more… but this is about what you want. Don’t feel that you have to go along with this to make me happy.” Rachel ached to share her body, her sex, her love with Bella… but she was determined to give her daughter the chance to say no.

Bella was already nodding again. “I am sure. I know I was scared when Alice and me were doing stuff… but I’m not scared anymore, I promise! I want to learn all of it — everything that girls can do with girls. And I love having you be the one to teach me, Mum.”

Rachel stared at her daughter, awed and touched by the trust she saw in Bella’s eyes. “Fair enough,” she said. “So, to start off your next lesson, then… I’d like to see you masturbate.”

The teen hesitated, but only for a second. Propping herself against the headboard, Bella parted her thighs, then began to rub at her already lubricated cunt. She started slowly, but quickly increased her speed until she was rapidly working a finger up and down the slit.

“Whoa,” Rachel protested, “slow down, girl!”

Bella froze in mid-stroke, startled by the tone in her mum’s voice.

Rachel reached out to touch her daughter’s shoulder. “Darling, relax. You’re not sanding a block of wood.”

Bella began to pout, so Rachel hastened to calm the girl. “Now, don’t you fret, love. You’re still learning, remember?” She gave her daughter’s arm a squeeze.

“I know, Mum,” a blushing Bella replied. “It’s just that… I really want to be good at this!”

Rachel laughed. “Don’t you worry about that, my girl. By the time I’m done showing you what’s what, you’ll be going off like a bloody firework display!” Bella had to grin at that. “I think, darling, that what you need is a little hands-on demonstration.” She patted the bed in front of her. “Why don’t you sit here and watch what I do… and when it feels right, you can copy me.”

Her mood of excited anticipation returned, Bella moved to sit before Rachel, who spread her legs to give the girl a full-on view of her naughty bits. “The important thing is to start off gently. You can get really wild and crazy as you go, but it’s best to build up to it… and it’s even better if you warm yourself up some, before you even lay a finger on your pussy. Okay, now watch.”

Leaning back against the headboard, Rachel repeated her earlier acts of self-stimulation. She caressed her nude body all over, then concentrated on her breasts — fondling them, pinching and rolling the nipples. Then she slipped a middle finger into her open mouth, closing her lips around it before slowly drawing the moistened digit out.

Moving slowly and deliberately, giving her daughter the chance to see everything, Rachel lowered her hand to the top of her vulva, slowly tracing the slit with that glistening fingertip, moving it up and down a few times, then gently easing it into her vagina.

She was beginning to breathe deeply, the excitement she felt mounting far more rapidly than at her normal wanking sessions. Then again, why the hell shouldn’t I be excited? I’m giving my twelve-year-old daughter a live sex show, how fucking kinky is that?

As Rachel steadily worked her fingers in and out of her cunt, deliberately avoiding her clitoris, she only had eyes for Bella — carefully watching her daughter’s face, observing how the girl responded to what she saw.

Bella didn’t notice. Her mind was a crazy whirl of impressions, each one more thrilling than the next. Mostly,  she was studying her mum’s fingering technique, determined to make it hers. Then there were thoughts about what a crazy thing Mum was doing — giving her lessons in how to have sex with another girl!

Okay, she’s teaching me stuff… but is she maybe also doing this because she wants to? With me?

It was a big thing for Bella to wrap her head around — too big, actually — the possibility that she might be the object of her own mother’s desire.

And then there was the incredible sight of her mum’s vagina. The girl marvelled at it. So pretty. Like a pink flower covered with dew. Or maybe a juicy piece of fruit.

Bella found herself wondering about Alice, if her pussy was beautiful like Mum’s. Of course, she’d been naked with her best friend before, but had always been too timid to do more than steal the occasional fleeting glance at her secret place. Now she wanted to see what Alice had, get up close and take a good long look.

Right then, though, Mum’s gorgeous pussy was on full display. Bella lost herself once more in the sexy sight, watching the older woman masturbate.

After fucking herself for awhile, Rachel withdrew her fingers and slowly raised them to her face. She inhaled deeply, breathing in the thick, heady scent of pussy before slipping those fingers into her mouth and sucking her juices from them. Bella could only stare, enthralled by the lewd sight.

When Rachel began to jill herself again, she smiled at her daughter and said, “Now, darling, you try it. Just do what I’m doing.”

The young girl watched for a moment as Mum repeated what she’d done before. Then Bella spread her own legs, reached down to cup the rise of her mound and began to copy Rachel’s movements. The first touch was like a static charge and made her jump, but she soldiered on, following her mum’s example.

“That’s it baby, nice and slow. Try to avoid your clitoris for right now — this bit here, see? We don’t want to make you come too soon.”

She watched, continuing to encourage Bella in a low, gentle tone. After a couple of minutes, she brought her hand to her face again, waiting for Bella to do the same. When she did, Rachel repeated what she’d done before — smell her glistening fingers, then take them into her mouth to suck.

Bella raised her hand to her nose and sniffed tentatively, sampling the strong aroma, quickly deciding that she liked it. She was reminded of the scent that Alice gave off when they fooled around. I bet that’s how Mum knew what me and Alice were up to… she must have smelled it in my room!

Glancing at her mother, Bella hesitated, then slowly inserted a wet finger into her mouth, closing her lips around it. She let the sharp, tangy flavour explode on her tongue, then began to suck, like she’d been given a lollipop. Wow, it’s really nice! She wondered what it would be like to taste Alice that way.

Now it was Rachel who was staring. Even considering all the hot lesbian experiences she’d had over the last couple of weeks, she couldn’t remember being more turned on. She was about to thrust her hand back between her thighs and take herself all the way, then paused. I don’t want to make myself come — not now, damn it. I’ve got to have my daughter. I’ve got to!

She let out a strangled gasp, breaking the spell Bella was under. The girl’s eyes flew open, and she hastily withdrew her finger from her mouth, shocked at what she’d just done.

Rachel gazed deep into her daughter’s eyes. “Let me taste you,” she said, her voice trembling with the need she felt.

Unsure what that meant, Bella gave her mum a puzzled look.

“Your finger,” Rachel said. “Put it into your pussy again. Make it nice and juicy for me.”

As if in a trance, Bella did as her mother asked. After a moment, she pulled it out, nervously proffering her wet digit to Rachel. “L-like this?” she asked.

Reaching out to grasp the girl’s wrist, Rachel guided that finger to her own waiting mouth. She inhaled, filling her nose with the scent of her daughter, then extended her tongue to take a lick. The first taste of her twelve-year-old was positively ambrosial, and she greedily sucked at Bella’s finger.

Bella gasped, her heart racing as she struggled with some very thrilling, very confusing, very scary feelings. Mum’s tasting my pussy, she told herself — and even while watching it happen, the moment seemed like a dream.

Releasing her daughter’s hand, Rachel smiled lovingly at the dazed girl. “You taste heavenly, darling,” she said, licking her lips.

She reached down to her own pussy, easing a finger back into the dripping hole and probing around inside like she was trying to reach for something, then pulling it out and extending her hand, offering the finger to Bella.

The twelve-year-old stared at it, then her mother, her mouth going slack as she realised what her mum wanted.

Somehow, Rachel managed to keep her voice steady and even when she said, “Now taste me.”

Bella scooted forward on the bed — glancing at her mum, then the hand held up in front of her. Reaching out to grasp Rachel’s wrist, she drew it closer, nostrils flaring slightly as she sampled the aroma. Her mother smiled encouragingly, so Bella took the juicy finger into her mouth. The taste was different from her own nectar, stronger and sweeter.

Quickly deciding that she liked it, Bella sucked at the finger like a hungry baby from a bottle, humming with pleasure.

By then Rachel’s lust could barely be contained, but she didn’t intend to take things too fast and possibly unnerve her daughter. Instead, she carefully withdrew her finger from Bella’s mouth and replaced it with a kiss. The girl immediately responded, her tongue darting between Mum’s lips, clumsily fondling the older woman’s breasts.

My God, Rachel marvelled, head swimming. Her timid, nervous girl of twelve was now an eager participant in the lesbian lovemaking. I think she’s figured it out, what’s happening between us. And not two minutes ago, my biggest concern was that I might frighten her!

Still joined in an ardent kiss, Rachel gently guided the girl onto her back, then lay down beside her. She stroked Bella’s budding breasts, playfully nuzzled them, then kissed a path up to her daughter’s neck. Bella was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.

After a few more minutes of kissing her child, wandering about the girl’s upper half with her lips and tongue, Rachel smiled at Bella and said, “Now it’s your turn, love. You do that to me.” She lay back, nestling into the warm sheets.

Raising herself into a sitting position, Bella bent to exchange a tender kiss with her mother, then began to explore the body of a grown woman — first cupping, weighing and stroking Rachel’s breasts, licking and sucking the fat nipples, even biting them when Mum asked. Returning for a few more kisses, Bella resumed her journey, caressing and kissing her mother’s neck, shoulders, ears and upper chest.

Rachel was in ecstasy. Though inexperienced, Bella was doing her best to please her grownup lover. The girl’s affection could be felt in every touch of her fingers, of her lips. She loves this, Rachel realised. Sex with women, it seems to come naturally to her. And me, her own mother — I’m the one who brought it out!

Suddenly aching to feel the young girl’s mouth on hers, Rachel grasped her arm with trembling hands, guiding her daughter up and into Mum’s loving embrace. They immediately came together in a heated French kiss, their tongues engaged in a lustful dance.

Breaking away, Bella stared at her mother. “Did I… am I doing it right?”

“Oh yes, darling, you’re a marvellous pupil,” Rachel sighed. “Just you wait, though — now I’m going to teach you about the real pleasure of making love. It’s more intense than what we’ve done so far, and I don’t want you to get scared by the feelings you’ll have. Just let it happen… I promise, you’ll enjoy every second.”

“Okay, Mum,” the girl replied, surprised by the raw desire she saw in the woman’s eyes. “I — I’m ready.”

“Lie down, then.”

Bella complied, and Rachel got on all fours above her daughter, bending to kiss her again. After a minute or so, she started to gradually work her way downwards, kissing and licking Bella’s chin, her neck, her shoulders, then down to the girl’s heaving chest. Rachel paused to anoint each nipple with her tongue, then descended the terrace of Bella’s rib cage until her face was buried in the wondrous softness of the child’s belly.

Rachel reached up to toy with her daughter’s stiffened nipples as she moved even further down, licking a path below Bella’s navel that led straight to the girl’s pubic bone. Bringing her hands down, Rachel placed a thumb on each side of the smooth vulva, slowly prying the outer lips open to reveal the tiny nub of her twelve-year-old’s clitoris.

By then, Bella was gripping handfuls of the sheets, a shudder running through the girl’s slight frame as Rachel’s warm breath caressed her clit. Oh my God, Bella thought, could she be, is she really going to…?

Hesitating just long enough to take a deep breath, Rachel ran her tongue from the bottom of her daughter’s slit to the tip of the clitoris. A sharp cry broke from Bella’s lips, followed by a long, low moan.

Rachel bathed the girl’s cunt again and again with lengthy swipes of the tongue, then took Bella’s clit between her lips to suck, like a tiny nipple.

Mum!” Bella gasped.

Her little girl’s cunt was hot, juicy and even more delicious than she’d hoped. Rachel pleasured the inflamed clitoris for awhile, then stiffened her tongue, thrusting it into Bella’s vagina. She tongue-fucked the shivering child for a few strokes, then replaced it with a finger, once more centering her oral attention on her daughter’s clit.

Rachel worked her finger in and out of Bella’s opening a half dozen times or so, then added another. Falling into a steady rhythm, she timed each stroke to match the quick flicks of her tongue, licking Bella’s clitoris as she suckled it. The rising tension she felt in the girl’s thighs made it clear that her daughter was about to come — and Rachel was determined to make the experience an unforgettable one.

Sure enough, within seconds Bella bucked violently, crying out loud. Suddenly concerned that Cindy might be awakened by the noise, Rachel quickly moved back up Bella’s sweat-soaked body and covered the twelve-year-old’s mouth with hers, keeping the girl’s pleasure going with her fingers all the while.

Bella continued to quiver and shake until she eventually lay still, her chest heaving, eyes glazed. Rachel let her daughter rest for a moment, then kissed her ear, whispering, “How was that, sweetheart? Are you okay?”

Shaking her head as if to clear cobwebs away, Bella murmured, “Oh my God, I thought my chest was going to explode. Is it — does it always feel like that?”

Rachel had to smile. “Well, every woman is different. To get a real idea of how sex usually feels, you need to get a lot of practice at it.”

“You do?” Bella’s cheeks were already flushed, but they turned a little pinker. “Well, um… can you help me get more practice, Mum? I mean — is it okay if we do this again sometime?”

Taking the young girl in her arms, Rachel gazed deep into Bella’s eyes, their noses touching. “I’d love to, darling. Just ask.” Tilting her head, she drew in and kissed her daughter, their tongues briefly engaging. Gently breaking away, she added, “Speaking of practice… what we just did is called oral sex. Now, it’s time for you to show me what you’ve learned about it. Are you ready?”

Bella sat up, clumsily embracing her mother. “I think so. Um… I bet I won’t be as good as you, though. Is that okay?”

Rachel laughed. “The thing to remember about getting your pussy licked is that it always feels good.” She lay back, letting her thighs drift apart. “So… you remember what I did to you, then?”

Bella gave a blissful smile, hugging herself. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget.”

Crawling between Rachel’s parted legs, the young girl nuzzled her mother’s belly, breathing in the scent of the woman’s skin. Bella lovingly kissed the tender flesh, then teased the cleft of Mum’s navel with a quick flick of the tongue.

“Darling,” Rachel gasped, her body throbbing like an idling motor. It was hard for her to lie still — she longed to take her daughter again, to ravish every sweet inch of her twelve-year-old’s bare body. But this was Bella’s moment, the girl’s first genuine attempt at being a lover.

She’s certainly taking her time about it, though, Rachel thought. Bella seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace, leaving a trail of kisses, nibbles and occasional licks over, below and around her belly — even travelling to the outland of her mother’s hips.

Rachel’s need for release was making her dizzy — and, truth be told, a little frustrated. She thought of simply grabbing Bella’s head and pressing the child’s face where she ached for it to be, fucking her daughter’s virgin mouth. Of course, she wouldn’t, but the impulse was there.

Instead, when Bella’s lips finally grazed the rise of her smooth-shaven vulva, Rachel allowed her fingers to gently twine into her daughter’s blonde hair as she murmured. “Darling, use your thumbs to open my pussy. Take a good look at the inside of a woman.”

Doing as her mother wanted, Bella stared in awe. She’d never seen a vagina this close before, and certainly not an adult one — only hers, using a mirror whilst seated on the edge of the bath. Although she and Alice had dabbled a bit with one another, they’d gone no further than kissing, the occasional touch of a breast and just once, briefly touching each other’s slits through their knickers.

The flesh inside Mum’s opening was warm, bright pink and very juicy. The aroma enticed the girl, tickled her nose in a pleasing way. This was an amazing new experience, surely the most thrilling thing Bella had ever done.

She wanted more, but suddenly felt uncertain how to proceed. Should I just kiss her there? Feeling foolish, Bella looked up at her mum for guidance.

If Rachel saw her daughter’s fear, she didn’t let it show, just resumed her lesson. “See that tiny little knob at the top? That’s my clitoris, and touching it will give you those especially good feelings. Now, take a look at my pussy. See how wet it is?”

Bella nodded, wondering if Mum might have peed herself a little.

“That’s the fluid that a woman’s vagina produces when she’s aroused… like how you’re making me feel, love.” She smiled at her daughter. “It lubricates the pussy, makes it easier to have sex. Go ahead and touch me down there, then you can put a finger inside.”

Bella’s gaze shifted to her finger, slowly drawing nearer to Mum’s sex — lightly brushing, then stroking the moist flesh.

“Mmmm, that’s lovely, darling. Go into me now.”

Placing the tip of a finger at the vaginal opening, Bella pressed inward, her eyes widening as Mum’s cunt seemed to almost suck the digit inside. “Wow,” she whispered. She started moving the finger in and out, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed.

“Oh, yes, Bella, yes,” Rachel moaned. “You’re fucking me now, fucking your mummy… p-put another finger in, my beautiful child…”

Heart frantically racing, Bella followed her mum’s instructions, bringing a second finger into play. That task accomplished, the young girl began to plunge them in and out, in and out. Rachel’s words rang in her ears. You’re fucking your mummy.

That’s it, b-baby girl. Oh. Oh! Now, now see if you can g-get in the other two in. You won’t hurt me, darling, I promise!”

Bella added a third finger, then the fourth. Within moments, most of her hand was sliding in and out easily.

Rachel was quivering from head to toe, gasping with each thrust. Struggling to speak, she finally managed, “Oh, darling, that — oooohh! — it feels d-divine, but now, I need you to, to use your mouth on me… Lick Mummy’s pussy, oh, please…”

Even in the midst of the most acute excitement, Bella felt a twinge of nervousness about tasting her mother down there. But she also longed to make Mum feel good, wanted it more than anything — and that easily outweighed her fear.

Abruptly removing all four fingers from the juicy hole, then placing that sticky hand on the bed to steady herself, Bella lunged forward, burying her parted lips in the dripping heat of her mum’s cunt. Bringing her tongue into play, the twelve-year-old gave it the same kind of messy French kiss that she’d been exchanging with her mother mere moments ago.

Rachel clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out loud. Oh God, oh fucking hell this feels so bloody amazing. Perhaps her daughter was a complete novice at going down on a woman, but Bella made up for it and then some with her willingness to please — licking and sucking her mother’s pussy with everything she had.

“Yes, m-my angel — now lick my clit. Oh! Oh, yes, just like that, tease it with your… with your tongue. You c-can even suck it, that’ll, oooohh, get me off for sure… Oh, Jesus Christ, yes. Fuck!”

Bella was eagerly following Rachel’s instructions, focusing her attention on the fleshy spear of Mum’s clit. The hint of pussy she’d sampled from her mother’s finger had tasted nice, but getting it from between her legs was even better, lots better!

Wow, I love doing this, Bella decided. Wonder if Alice tastes as yummy as Mum does? She nursed at the inflamed clitoris as if it was a nipple, her tongue occasionally darting down for more that delicious honey that flowed freely from her mother’s vagina.

By then, Rachel had all but lost the power of speech. She could only groan and whimper, gulping for breath all the while. Bella began to get a little scared, wondering if she was hurting Mum — but she remembered how it had felt when her pussy was licked like that. Then the girl’s concern evaporated into mist when she felt Mum’s hands on her head, clutching it as though afraid that she might stop. No fear of that, Bella told herself, sucking her mother’s clit even harder, strumming it with the tip of the tongue.

Suddenly a violent jerk shook Rachel’s body, and she was babbling, “Oh fuckfuckfuck, yes, yes, k-keep going!” Then she gave one last loud cry, her legs gone rigid, teeth clenched, breath hissing from her throat.

Bella felt a jet of warm liquid squirt into her mouth — for an instant, she thought Mum had peed herself, but it tasted sweet. Then Mum’s hands were pushing her head away, her voice gasping, “Stop, d-darling, I can’t take anymore, it’s too — too much!”

When Bella broke away, Rachel went completely limp, sinking into the sweat-soaked bedding, panting for breath. Blindly seeking her daughter with shaking hands, she coaxed the girl into her arms.

I’m so happy, Rachel told herself as she embraced Bella, her eyes misting over with joyous tears. It’s come true, the fantasy I’ve held inside for so long. My darling child is now Mummy’s beautiful little lover. She kissed the top of Bella’s head, then her face, finally her mouth.

Bella hummed blissfully as she let herself be enfolded by Mum’s love — returning her kisses, knowing that Mum was tasting herself in every one. She felt warm, gentle hands cupping her bare bottom.

Then a sound interrupted their reverie.

Rachel and Bella both looked up to see ten-year-old Cindy, standing in the open doorway, rubbing her eyes. “Mummy,” she said, something loud woke me up.”

As the little girl’s eyes became accustomed to the light, she saw something strange: her big sister was there, lying on top of Mummy, and they didn’t have their nightdresses on — or anything else! Not only that, Mummy had both her hands on Bella’s bottom…

Knitting her brow, Cindy frowned. “Mummy, what are you and Bella doing?”

Mother and daughter gaped at the younger girl, who stood before them in a cute blue nightshirt, barefoot, her hair mussed. It was Bella who finally made the first move, dismounting Rachel and scrambling to her feet, snatching her plaid pajama top from the floor and holding it to her chest to conceal her nakedness. All she could say was, “Cindy…”

Shifting onto her side, Rachel raised herself onto an elbow, facing her youngest daughter. In what felt like an eternity, but was actually just a couple of seconds, the cogs in her brain whirled and spun like a mechanical clock about to strike the hour.

In that frozen moment, still high from the most explosive orgasm she’d ever had, Rachel decided to be honest with her little girl. After all, I want her to be a part of this, too.

“Hello, darling. Sorry for waking you up. We should have been quieter.”

She casually sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, swinging her legs down, making no attempt to cover herself. Behind her, Bella was trying to wriggle into her shorts without being noticed.

Rachel smiled at Cindy, beckoning her closer. “Come here, baby girl… I want to talk to you.”

Without a word, the child shuffled over to the bed and stood before her mother, who then patted her thigh invitingly. Cindy climbed up into her mum’s lap, and Rachel wrapped an arm around the girl, holding her close.

Cindy sneaked a quick peek at Rachel’s breasts, then peered up at her mum, still puzzled by what she’d just seen.

“I’ll tell you what we were doing, darling,” the older woman began. “I was teaching your sister about some special things, things that people do when they love each other.”

Cindy glanced over Rachel’s shoulder at her sister, then back at her mum. “You mean sex?”

In for a penny, in for a pound, Rachel thought. “Yes, darling, that’s right. When young girls get to a certain age, they need to learn about their bodies… and about sex. Pretty soon your sister will start going out with boys — or even girls,” she added as an afterthought. “So now, I’m showing Bella how to make love.”

Cindy giggled. “Girls? How can Bella go out with another girl? That’s silly!”

“It isn’t, though,” Rachel replied with a smile. You know what a lesbian is, don’t you?”

Cindy mulled that over for a moment, then said, “I think so.”

“Well, there are a lot of girls — and grown-up women, too — who prefer to go out with other girls. A big part of going out with someone is kissing, and making love. Bella is growing up, almost a woman, so she needs to know about those things. That’s why I was teaching her about love between girls. We’d just finished our first lesson when you came in.”

“Okay, I get it,” Cindy said, nodding eagerly. “Can you teach me now?”

Oh, my… this is working out even better than I’d hoped! “Do you like girls, then?” asked Rachel.

“Hmmm, I might…” Cindy replied, after a moment’s thought. “I sure don’t like boys much. Hey, maybe I am a les-bian! If I am, then I gotta know those things, too, right?”

“Well… I wasn’t planning to do that with you until you’re a bit older,” Rachel said, feigning reluctance.

“But you love me the same as Bella, don’t you?” the child pouted.

“Of course I do, darling. It’s just that some people wouldn’t understand about the two of us making love, not when you’re so young. I could be in a world of trouble if anyone found out. If we were to do these things, you’d have to promise not to tell anyone.”

“I do promise not to tell, Mummy, really I do. Cross my heart!”

Much as she longed to share pleasure with her youngest, Rachel took a moment to balance the pros and cons of taking Cindy as a lover. Young girls have a habit of telling their friends their secrets, without much thought as to the consequences. Then again, she’s a sensible child for her age. And damn it all, I want her so desperately.

You’d think that just having fucked Bella would have slaked my appetite, for the moment at least… but no, it just makes me crave Cindy even more. Then there’s the possibility of getting both my daughters in bed at the same time, of them making love with each other. Fuck me, wouldn’t that be a treat!

It was too tempting a prize to refuse. “Listen, darling, you’re old enough to understand how important it is that you keep what we do secret. Can you promise me that you won’t tell anyone, not ever?”

“Not ever, Mummy. I promise.”

“Okay, then, I’ll teach you.”

The child went from serious to animated in a heartbeat. “When, Mummy? Now?”

“No, no. It’s late now, and you’ve got school tomorrow, so I think it best that we wait until the weekend.”

“Okay,” said Cindy, a touch of disappointment in her voice.

“Now, I think it’s time you got to bed, both of you!” She stood up, setting Cindy down on her feet, then took the child’s hand and led her towards the door. She glanced back toward her bed, where Bella was standing — back in her nightwear again, while Rachel was still nude. “Come on, darling — you, too.” She extended her hand to the older girl.

Bella came over and meekly took her mum’s hand, still dazed at having been caught.

Entering the hallway, Rachel ushered Bella to her room, then took the younger sibling to hers. With a yawn, Cindy climbed back into bed, and Rachel tenderly covered her. “Sleep well, lollipop,” she whispered, leaning  down to kiss her little girl.

Acting on a sudden impulse, she kissed Cindy on the mouth, rather than the soft peck she always gave her youngest on the cheek. She allowed the kiss to linger, savouring the taste of the ten-year-old’s lips.

Rachel’s body tingled as she studied her little girl, tucked up so snugly in bed. This is one lollipop I’m going to enjoy very much… very much indeed.

“Goodnight, darling. I love you.”

“Night, Mummy. Love you too.”

As she crossed the room’s threshold, Rachel turned to take one last look at the thin form under the bedclothes before pulling the door closed. Her next destination was Bella’s room, where she tapped gently on the door, waiting for her daughter’s soft, “Come in.”

Rachel entered, seating herself on the edge of the bed. “How are you, love?”

Bella shrugged. “It scared me when Cindy came in, but I’m okay now.”

“Good. So… how do you feel about what we did?”

“I loved it, Mum. I didn’t know it would be anything like that! When me and Alice kissed, it was nice, but what you showed me was miles better. I can’t wait to see her, to try out these new things I learned.”

“That sounds lovely, darling. I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to bits.”

“What about you and me, Mum? Can we really do it again, like you said?”

Rachel smiled contentedly, “Oh, yes, we will indeed, I have so much more to teach you… and your sister.” With that, she bent to kiss her oldest daughter. It was gentle, but their tongues met briefly.

Rising to her feet, Rachel said, “Goodnight, my sweet little lover. I adore you.”

“I love you too, Mum,” Bella said, her eyes shining. “More than ever.”

With a pat for her eldest daughter’s shoulder, Rachel returned to her room, where she slipped into bed and quickly drifted into sleep, already imagining the wondrous possibilities that lay ahead for her and the girls.

Here we go. To Chapter 13!