“‘Pull her panties down!’ I heard Link say, laughing.
“Jurie grabbed my panties from under my dress and tried to snatch them down. We wrestled with my panties for a moment, but my brother wanted my panties off and I finally consented. Giggling gaily, Jurie put my panties in Lincoln’s shirt pocket. She then lifted my dress up and let my brother take pics of my pussy.
“I didn’t fight it but said, ‘I thought you couldn’t show a girl’s pussy in these photos.’
“‘But you have such a pretty pussy, right Link?’ Jurie siad.
“‘Very pretty. I like the sparse little ginger hair. And we can get away with a little cleft, as long as they can’t see the whole smile or the pink we’re cool.’
“My brother siad I have a pretty pussy! I was screaming on the inside as he knelt down to snap pics of my quim, my panties hanging out his pocket. Link took tons of pics of me in different states of undress thanks to Jurie.
“My brother shot my ass while Jurie lifted my dress from behind. He snapped pics of my breasts whenever Jurie pushed the shoulder straps aside. I just playfully flaunted it all for him, teasing the camera like a pornstar. It was fun and horny all at the same time.
“When we arrived at our resort I was completely naked and surprisingly comfortable, my dress draped over my brother’s shoulder. Jurie had removed her top but kept her shorts. We got some stares, but nobody said anything to us, which made me think this was a clothing optional establishment.
“We walked straight through the deck of the resort off to the beach. When we got there, Lincoln took more pics of me as I snatched Jurie’s shorts down. Jurie and I frolicked naked across the sand and in the refreshing ocean water, beads of water dotting our contrasting bodies in the orange evening sunlight. How could Link not snap a million pics, even if our pussies and assholes just so happened to be in the frame. That’s what editing is for.
“‘The shoot is over, Lincoln. Put the camera down and have a little fun with us. All work and no play makes Link a…, pervy voyeur,’ Jurie laughed, striding toward him. I followed and agreed that my brother should join us on the sand and in the water.
“‘But I don’t have swim trunks,’ he said.
“‘We don’t have bathing suits,’ I said, pointing out our nakedness.
“‘Yeah. You’ve seen us naked all day. It’s our turn to see what you got,’ said Jurie.
“‘But you have already seen everything I got,’ my brother chuckled.
“‘But Dani hasn’t,’ Jurie said, smiling flirtatiously at me. Link chuckled and set his camera down in the sand. Jurie started fiddling with the three buttons on his green shirt, then lifted it over his head as he raised his hands up.
“His body was amazing, his chest was covered in whiskery, black hair matching the stubble on his hard jawline. The hair narrowed and grew somewhat sparse as it descended the six stones of muscled abs. His arms were also very strong looking. I ogled my brother, his brown eyes shined back at me and I blushed.
“‘Dani, you wanna do the honors,’ Jurie said, turning to me just as she began to loosen Link’s belt. I numbly walked forward and began the task as Jurie stepped behind me. I felt her hands caressing my hips as I removed my brother’s belt, then unbuttoned him, then unzipped him. I pushed his shorts down and out sprang his dense cock, long and so strong. I couldn’t have kept in my gasp.
“For the next hour or so, we had fun cavorting around on the sand and in the water, just good clean fun…, well, other than the fact I couldn’t keep my horny eyes off my brother’s magnificent body. Before long, Jurie and I found reasons to touch him or for him to touch us. I’d hit him or scratch or even bite him and run away.
“He’d chase me, catch me, grab me, crush me in his arms and wrestle me into the sand, his hard cock making incidental contact with various parts of my body; my hip, my ass, my mound. I’d laugh like it was the funniest thing in the world, really wanting to moan and scream.
“But no matter how hot the taboo of my brother and me sliding all over each other’s naked bodies was, I couldn’t bring my own fantasy into reality. Incest is incest and I was petrified to be the initiator of it. But I was growing exceedingly horny, and Jurie wasn’t my sister. I picked a fight with her that resulted in a rolling, giggling mess of feminine flesh. Her soft skin felt so smooth on mine as she poured herself all over me like melted butter. She knew what she was doing too; wrestling to increase contact more than anything else.
“We play fought until Jurie ended up on top of me at the edge of the shore, our bodies plastered together from our converging pussy mounds up to our supple breasts which were smushed together, even her arms lay flat against mine as she pinned me down. The ocean’s waves rhythmically licked at my body with serene strokes.
“Without reservations and at the same time, we leaned into each other to kiss. Jurie began to oscillate against me, up and down my body, back and forth like she was fucking me. I was so torrid I acted the part, moaning into her mouth and pretending I was being filled with a cock that wasn’t there as her clit tickled mine.
“‘Oh my god,’ I heard my brother say. We turned our faces to see him in awe, jaw hanging open, cock hard and his hand idly stroking the thick meat. I don’t think he was even aware of it, or of anything in his trance-like state.
“Jurie whispered to me, ‘should we let him come play?’ I hesitated. How could I admit I wanted to have a threesome with another girl and my own brother? ‘C’mon, Dani you’ve been teasing him all day. Doesn’t he look so sexy?’
“I admired his body, longing for it. ‘yes, he is,’ I panted my admission, ‘but he’s my br-‘ Jurie hushed me with a finger to my lips, then slipped it in between them where I surrendered and sucked her salty digit.
“‘You’re gonna taste your brother’s cock today,’ she said in a sing-songy cadence with a wide smile. She used her free finger to summon my brother over and he came. ‘Your sister says I have to suck your cock. She felt sorry for leaving you out.’
“Link chuckled and went where Jurie directed him, right above me with his knees spread beside my head. I watched from underneath as Jurie took him in her mouth and started to slide her lips back and forth. I could see how the skin on his penis slithered up and down his shaft and his balls dangled down towards my head. I started to suck Jurie’s finger harder just watching her swallow my brother’s cock whole, she responded by sticking another finger in.
“Jurie hummed on Link’s member, I moaned on her fingers and Link moaned in the warm ocean air as Jurie found a rhythm with all three; her fingers, her mouth and her hips. She snaked her body to grind her pussy into mine, steadying herself with one hand gripping mine into the sand and the other feeding me. I felt my brother’s hand gently caress my cheek. It was so sexy, serene and beautiful, to have my brother lovingly reassuring me to fuck Jurie while she sucked his cock.
“My brother’s cock slid out of Jurie’s mouth with a wet, slick pop, coated in saliva. ‘Fuck me,’ Jurie panted. As Link went around to insert himself into Jurie, she slid her fingers out my mouth and replaced them with her sloppy wet tongue. Immediately I knew that the new salty taste was Lincoln’s cock, maybe even his precum. I’m tasting my brother’s cum!
“When he pierced her, I felt Jurie’s body react with a jolt of her mound between my legs and a moan in her throat. It was like my brother was fucking me through Jurie. She gasped with each thrust when we ended our kiss, her passionate cries resounding right next to my ear now.
“With Jurie’s face beside my head, I had a clear view of my brother from his chest up. His eyes of fire were fixed on mine and there was no escaping his enchanting gaze. He may have been fucking Jurie but he was making love to me. ‘Feels so good,’ I sighed to him. ‘Yeah, stroke that pussy, Link. Fuck her like you wanna fuck me!’ That last part just slipped put, or really poured out from a heart filled with incestuous lust.
“‘Oh my god,’ Link and Jurie both echoed. Then he leaned down and started to take longer, deeper strokes, fucking Jurie into me as he interlocked the fingers of his left hand with my right. I clenched him tight. His other hand went in between Jurie’s and my body, fondling and squeezing both our breasts as he fucked us.
“Being dry humped was so hot but I wanted more stimulation. ‘I need you to lick my pussy, babe,’ I said. Link’s eyes widened and I couldn’t help but blush and smile.
“I let him think what he wanted for a few seconds before Jurie said to me, ‘yes baby, I would love to taste that delicious cunt while your brother fucks me. I’ll let him taste you on my tongue after. Would you like to taste your little sister, Link?’
“‘Oh, god are you serious?’ he replied. Us girls giggled as Jurie started to raise up off me. I sat up and immediately missed my brother’s hands on me and began to fiddle with my own nipples as Jurie directed their positions. She ended up on her back at the shores edge, the gentle waves pushing up her body against her ass. Link sent her legs to the sky and his cock promptly parted her pussy again and I set my knees beside her head, lowering my dripping pussy onto her waiting lips and tongue.
“Jurie slurped and sucked and licked and pleased my pussy like she was dying of thirst and my sweet juices were like fresh lemonade. My brother drove her cunt beautifully, stroking in between her pretty, puffy pussylips as I watched the most perfect dick work its magic. I moaned aloud, watching the point of intercourse with wanton jealousy. I wanted his cock to be in me. But he was my brother.
“When I looked up, Lincoln was looking directly at me, apparently rapt. His eyes ascended to my eyes and then descended back down to my hanging breasts and then lower to Jurie’s tongue all over my cunt, then back again. He wanted to touch me. I just knew it. But he didn’t have the cover of Jurie’s tits right next to mine so he hesitated. Then finally, spreading Jurie’s feet beside his shoulders, he reached out to caress my face, just like he did when she was sucking his cock.
“I gripped his wrist as invitation, and couldn’t help but wrap my lips around his thumb and suck it like a horny slut. ‘Damn, that is so hot, sis,’ he said in a pant as he stroked Jurie. I grabbed his other hand and led it to my breasts and in no time my big brother was fondling me all by himself. He took handfuls of my healthy, white breasts, tweaked the nipples, and had his way. I purred from the sensations of his hands and Jurie’s heavenly tongue.
“My brother took his thumb from between my lips and combed his fingers through my hair, softly grabbing the back of my head and pulling us close between Jurie’s suspended legs. ‘Fuck, I love you so much, Danielle.’
“‘I fucking love you too Lincoln.’
“‘Then fucking kiss me,’ he breathed and pulled my lips to his. He kissed me. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I loved it. I loved him. Our lips met in a wet sop. His hot kiss was so soft, yet rough and aggressive, but also passionate and needy. Then his tongue. Oh god his tongue! I had been kissing Jurie all day and there was no compassion to my sexy big brother. Our mouths melded together, brother and sister becoming one as we gave in to our taboo feelings.
“‘Oh, shiiit guys! Rub my clit, rub my clit! Oh!’ Jurie stopped licking me to cry out. I lent her a hand and started rubbing her clit. She shook and screamed as she came all over Link’s dick, where all my attention went. How thick and wet and meaty it looked sawing in and out of Jurie’s pussy as she came. I split my fingers like a vee beside her lips as I rubbed my palm against her clit, accidentally touching my brother’s wet cock in the process. That was the first time I touched his cock.
“When Lincoln and I finished off Jurie, the two stood and kissed each other. Wet, sloppy, needy, they kissed as I watched, pussy on fire. All I could think was, my brother can taste me right now. I started to touch myself, and didn’t stop when Jurie pulled me in for another delicious, sapphic kiss. The three of us stood together, my brother and I taking turns kissing the sexy girl, sharing her as it were. And then I kissed my brother again. The wrongness of it driving me crazy enough to stop sharing with Jurie.
“‘My god, you two are so sexy,’ Jurie sighed, resigning to just caress both our bodies as our sibling lips and tongues washed over one another’s. We smacked and moaned in each other’s mouths, hands flowing up and down each other’s bodies. I moaned and shivered any time he even grazed my nipples. For whatever reason though, maybe some leftover boundaries for siblings, we never touched each other’s genitals. It was a line I wasn’t willing to cross if I wasn’t sure he wanted it, even though I really wanted it.
“Thankfully, the catalyst known as Jurie was there to push us in the right direction. Noticing the imaginary boundary, she came behind me and pressed her soft body against my back, caressing my hips. She then let her hands fall down between my legs. I cried out into my brother’s mouth as I received an electric jolt on my pussy, caused by Jurie’s hand. Then, her other hand went over to grasp Link’s penis and began to play.
“Then, she placed my hand on my brother’s cock and his fingers between my pussylips. ‘You guys know you want each other so bad. Just give in to it. It’s okay to like touching each other. It’s ok,’ Jurie assured us as her hands returned to my hips, then slid up to squeeze my tits. I was playing with my brother’s dick all by myself now, unashamed, just as he slipped his fingers into my juicy vagina. I sighed in contentment, finally relaxing and letting my incestuous lust flow.
“‘What do you wanna do with him, Danielle?’ Jurie asked.
“‘I wanna suck his cock,’ I answered without hesitation. ‘And then I want him to fuck me.’
“‘Tell him,’ she said with a short giggle.
“I looked my brother in his light eyes. ‘Link, I wanna suck your cock. And then I want you to fuck me until you cum inside me.’ I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out my own mouth.
“Jurie and I descended to our knees in the sand. I took Link’s wet cock in my hands and looked up at him as I jerked it. He looked down on me with a smile, like he would when I was a little girl. Jurie lent her hand and directed my brother’s big penis to my mouth. He bit his lip when I sucked the head into my mouth, never breaking eye contact. I slithered my tongue all around his tip, loving his taste and the hard, slick, meaty texture.
“Jurie started fingering my pussy as I slid my lips further down my brother’s shaft, getting a slow and steady rhythm up and down his pole. Something about it just seemed so right. A little sister pleasuring her big brother with her mouth as their friend fondled her pussy. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world. Maybe it was because we were all naked on the shore of a public beach at sunset and things just seem natural in such a setting.
“‘Oh, Dani. You are just so amazing. I can’t believe we’re doing this.’ Link was beside himself. I continued to suck him off as best I could, as much as he deserved for being such a good brother. I got him just inside the entrance to my throat before I started to gag. I didn’t stop even then. I could think of nothing sexier and more loving than choking on my brother’s cock, desiring to bring him pleasure more than I wanted air. My brother unlocked a new level of slut in me.
“‘Oh fuck, baby. Wait, wait, stop! You’re gonna make me cum!’ Link shouted. I wanted so badly to keep serving my big brother’s dick and make him cum in my mouth, but I needed it in my pussy. The long rod slid out my throat coated with copious salivation. My brother was able to stay his orgasm and calm his body.
“‘Fuck,’ he exclaimed, squeezing his dick to keep himself from cumming.
“‘It’s okay if you cum in my mouth, Link. What else are sisters for?’ I chuckled.
“‘But I don’t want to cum in your mouth I wanna cum in… in… inside you,’ he said with uncertain hesitation.
“‘I want that too, Link,’ I said.
“‘Oh god, you two are adorable. I’m surprised you two hadn’t fucked before.’
“‘She just turned eighteen. Would’ve been illegal,’ Link offered with a laugh.
“‘Is that the only reason?’ Jurie said, smiling. Link only responded with a scoff. ‘Well, I’m glad I could help make your fantasy come true.’
“I smiled. It was true. If it had not been for Jurie I would have never sucked my brother’s cock, and I wouldn’t be eagerly anticipating being fucked by him. ‘You’re right. Thank you Jurie. Link, you wanna help me thank her properly?’ I said seductively.
“Seconds later, Link was lying on his back in the sand, Jurie and I straddling him; me his hips, Jurie his face. She spread her knees wide beside Lincoln’s head, bending forward and giving me full access to both her tasty-looking holes. I started out licking her vagina as Link gorged on her clit. Inevitability, my brother’s tongue met mine and we would essentially kiss each other between Jurie’s pink lips.
“After tasting my brother, I made my way back up and plunged my tongue deep within her drenched pinkness. Doing so caused my nose to be nestled between her ass cheeks, right near her cute little butthole. The smell was intoxicating and curiosity pulled my tongue up into the darkened little wrinkle to explore. I slurped and licked, savoring the flavor, the texture, the warmth, the way her hips rolled in reaction to our twin tongues. We drove her absolutely crazy.
“Jurie’s moment of ecstasy came with a high pitched screech and a gush of water that splashed Lincoln’s mouth and dripped down his chin and neck. Despite almost being drowned, he continued to lick Jurie’s pussy until she couldn’t take it. She crawled away to ecape our torturous tongues and plugged into her sobbing hole with two fingers. Link and I laughed at the poor girl and her over-stimulated cunt.
“Jurie slowly stroked her pussy, mewling and swearing to herself, twitching and clutching the sand. ‘You broke her,’ I chuckled on top of my big brother.
“‘I’m okay,’ she finally said, turning to smile at us assuringly. Her eyes were full of tears though. ‘That was just so intense. I just need to cool off.’ We watched her slowly stand to her feet and walk into the water towards the disappearing sun.
“Just the two of us, I thought, peering down at my handsome brother. ‘Alone at last,’ he said into my eyes. I had kissed him and touched him and sucked his cock, but my nerves still buzzed over what we were about to do.
“I took a jittery breath. ‘I’m so nervous,’ I said. I felt like a virgin about to give herself over for the first time. My brother sensed the gravity of my state and my words and sat up to meet me face to face, pulled me closer so that my legs passed his hips as I sat in his lap. His cock was a powerful tower between us as he spoke calmly to me.
“‘Baby sis, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want. I know I crossed some boundaries today… I touched you, and said things and did things… But you’re my little sister and I would never take advantage of you… So if…, if you wanna stop right now…, I understand and we can forget this entire day happened…’
“I took his words to heart. Never once did I even consider refusing him. But his sincerity told me he really cared for me, just as he always has. It reassured me that having sex wouldn’t ruin our sibling relationship, but enhance it. My awsome brother would see to that. ‘I love you, Link,’ I whispered and set my lips on his.
“‘I love you too, Dani,’ he said against my lips. I wrapped my arms around his muscled upper body as we shared lips and tongues once again. He was like home to me. Without hesitation, Lincoln scooped me up by my ass and set me on the head of his manhood. I winced as I slowly slid down his shaft, my coochie being stretched by my brother’s girth with a bite I hadn’t felt since my first time.
“His cock now deep inside me, I began to make love to my brother in small waves, amplifying them as his member made its abode in me. The pain soon faded and the only feeling inside me was unadulterated bliss of deep, incestuous lovemaking. It was sheer heaven.
“I whispered my love into his ear. He whispered it right back into mine with his husky, panting words. I did my best to infuse every rhythmic stroke of my hips with the passion and love I felt, knowing he would receive it, cherish it and feed it back to me with increase. And he did every time. From his position underneath my bucking body, he met each of my snaking strokes with his own in the same rhythm. It was like we were one heart as we made deep love.
“‘Cum inside me, baby,’ I whimpered weakly against my brother’s lips, panting in near exhaustion but refusing to stop or slow my pace. I was close to my own climax and wanted Link to cum with me. ‘Come on, cum sweetheart, cum!’ I said, holding my own orgasm at the crest of pleasure. ‘Cum in your sister’s sweet pussy. Cum in, mmmmmnnnn aaghh, I’mmmm cumminnnng!’ I couldn’t last. My own words, coupled with my brother’s heavenly cock in me, tipped me over the edge and the adroit surges of my hips became chaotic spasms.
“My elder bother began to roar, indicating his own orgasm. I searched my pussy for the of feeling of his seed seeping into me and was satisfied when I found it. I cried out in a high pitched moan, Link growled low and deep and we both shook with absolute pleasure. He pumped his seed deep in me and filled me up with himself. I was ecstatic to the point of euphoria to have received his offering.
“We came together and long. It was like our bodies didn’t want our union to end so prolonged our single climax for a forever. But once it finally fizzled away into a peaceful afterglow, I collapsed backwards and giggled lightly, panting and catching my breath. I could feel my brother’s hands gliding gently all over my feet, legs, thighs, hips and tummy as I gazed up at the appearing stars.
“‘God, that was so beautiful,’ I heard Jurie say. I lazily turned toward her, smiling with post-orgasmic joy. It didn’t even bother me that she was holding Lincoln’s camera, snapping photos. I only wondered when she got out the water, and when she started taking shots. Was I that lost in the throes of passion? Surely I was and regretted nothing of it.
“The three of us sat in peace for a while until black owned the world, and then we started to grab our things and head back into the hotel. I slipped my dress on, actually feeling burdened by the little thing I had gotten so used to being naked. Link dressed and Jurie donned only the panties we shared, remaining topless and drawing eyes as we walked through the lobby into the elevator. Link wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. The simple act made me feel so safe and so loved and a little horny, even after two orgasms.
“Once we got to the room, we decided to all bathe together in the oversized jetted tub. I was already excited to be naked with my brother again, and sat between his legs and lay my back against his chiseled chest. For whatever reason, Jurie kept our panties on as she sank down into the hot water in front of us. Link nipped my ear and massaged my shoulders as I rubbed Jurie’s pretty feet. Truly serene.
“‘Massage her tits,’ Jurie suggested what I was thinking.
“‘Only if you massage yours,’ my brother replied, a smirk in his voice. Also not a bad idea.
“‘Deal,’ she chuckled and cupped her tanned globes just as my brother coddled mine. I sighed in aroused relaxation. I had no objections to this curious game.
“My breasts were being pampered nicely as I watched Jurie make a show with hers. The wet mounds were about the same size and mine but with dark brown nipples instead of my pink ones. ‘You should kiss your sister. That’d be hot.’ Jurie spoke in a tone that said she was unashamed she wanted to get off watching us.
“‘I think you should kiss my sister,’ Link replied. Jurie took my brother’s advice, coming between our open legs to lay her soft, coral lips on mine. I happily obliged. Jurie never stopped fondling her breasts and Link kept toying with mine as I kissed his hot coworker.
“‘Thank you,’ Jurie said.
“‘You like kissing my sister?’ Jurie nodded emphatically and exaggerated.
“‘Kiss her again then.’ Jurie did so. It seemed I was a pawn in this erotic game they were playing. And I didn’t mind one bit. I was too turned on to object.
“‘You should touch her right here,’ Jurie then said and slid one of my brother’s hands from my chest down between my legs. Yes, yes, he really should, I thought but kept my mouth shut and legs open. Jurie sat back across from us and took in what must have been a breathtaking sight. She slipped her hand down in her soggy panties and masturbated while watching us.
“‘You like to see me touching my little sister’s private parts, don’t you, you little pervert?’
“‘Yes. It turns me on so much,’ she panted and squirmed, fingers working diligently behind the thin cover of her wet white panties. I watched Jurie. Jurie watched us. She kneaded her ample breasts and toyed her bruised pussy. My brother clinched my tits and strummed my excited pussy. After only a little while, I was unable to take the teasing and impaled myself on my big brother’s cock.
“I pressed my body back against him as he stroked me from behind, throwing my head back to meet his lips. My high moans, Juries whiney cries and my brother’s meaty grunts mingled with the sound of sloshing water filled the room. Link filled me up from behind and tickled my clit. Jurie thoroughly enjoyed watching it all happen. And we all came, Jurie setting us both off and causing a chain reaction.
“‘Fuck, yes!’ she cried out, then lurched forward to kiss my Lincoln. I arched my back to press myself against her while still keeping my hips squarely in my brother’s lap. She then kissed me and took my other breast in her hand, which is when I came. I put my hands between her legs to join my fingers to hers in an effort to maximize her orgasm. I once again begged my brother to cum inside me, something I couldn’t help but scream when he made me cum. And just like that he came in me for the second time that day.
“Fully sated, fresh and clean, the three of us slept together in the king sized bed, arms around each other and legs tangled in a pile of sexy flesh.”
Silence fell over the room after Danielle finished her lengthy sex story. The carnal need in the room was palpable. Several times during the story, Shante had to stop the girls from touching themselves, either with silent, piercing stares or sternly whispered warnings and once, a slap to little Charity’s wrist when she pulled her older sister’s hand between her legs. Even Danielle herself needed to be reprimanded after her hand idly slid over her pussy a few times. Hailey obediently sat biting her lip, precum leaking out the tip of her penis over the rim of her panties.
Even Shante herself felt her juices flowing as she imagined Danielle’s sexy brother, described authentically, and the mystery girl making love to her pretty white friend on the beach. She crossed her legs and squeezed her fleshy thighs together tightly, gaining a morsel of stimulation but ultimately maintaining discipline. But now all she could think about was making herself cum. She thought about allowing the two minutes of decadence, but was sure she wouldn’t be able to stop herself once she got going, and neither would any of her girls.
“For the love of god, give us two minutes,’ Danielle finally said, voicing the thoughts of the other girls.
“Don’t be such a eager slut. I don’t want anybody cumming until it’s time,” said Shante.
“We’re all eager little sluts, especially me. C’mon, just let us cum, Ms. Keebler. Please. I’m begging you.” Ravenous desperation soaked Hailey’s hoarse voice, dominated her facial expression and permeated her body language. She needed to cum so badly. But as the only girl with that super special prize between her legs, she should have know she would be the last to be allowed to cum. Once she spurted her load, she’d most likely be finished for the night.
Shante smiled and the girls hoped…, momentarily. “I have an idea,” Shante said. “Hailey, sweetie, I want you to go downstairs, go to the kitchen and get us a big bowl of ice. We’re all so hot in here, we need to cool down.”
“B- but, isn’t your dad down there?” Hailey objected.
“Mhm. So?”
“He’s gonna see me!”
“Well, either you go get ice or you don’t cum at all tonight. Your choice, baby girl.”
Haiely sighed, stood and did her best to tuck her erection aside in her panties. “Yes, Domina.” With that, she opened the bedroom door and very nervously walked out.
Hailey, in her sexy lingerie, breasts bared, tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen. She started opening cabinets trying to find a container for her ice. She grew more and more anxious every time she opened a cabinet and didn’t find what she was looking for.
Then she heard a door open down the hall and froze. Maybe he’s just going to the bathroom, she thought just before he appeared in the kitchen’s corridor, naked but for a pair of tight grey boxer briefs. “Oh, Hailey uh, I’m so sorry. I thought you were Shante.”
Hailey blushed and covered as much of herself as she could, one arm across her naked breasts, the other hand blocking view of her panty-clad cocklet. She couldn’t help but look Mr. Keebler up and down. He was close to six feet tall, hard bodied and dark skinned. His trimmed beard was black speckled with grey as was the hair on his head. Hailey quaked before him and he noticed, lightening the mood with a comforting smile. “You need something sweetheart?”
“I- ice. A- a bowl.” Though she had known Mr. Keebler for years, she had never seen him like this and nor was she ever seen by him in any of her lingerie sets. Shame and fear was mixed with excitement and lust.
“Big bowls are down there,” he pointed to the cabinets beneath the kitchen island. He watched her as she nervously grabbed a bowl and filled it with ice from the refrigerator’s ice machine. She was sure he could see her naked bottom in her little thong and out of curiosity she glanced over at him. She couldn’t be one hundred percent sure, but it looked like his bulge might have grown a little since he first appeared. That made Hailey nervous and also a little harder.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, a smirk on the man’s face. “I- gotta go back. Good night, Mr. Keebler.”
“Good night, beautiful,” he said and watched her walk away to the stairs.
What was that? Hailey thought on her way back up to the girls. Was he checking me out? Is he into me? Of course not. He’s Shante’s daddy! As much as she tried to bury the visual, all she could see when she closed her eyes was the thick imprint Mr. Keebler made in hjs grey cotton underwear.
Hailey set the bowl of ice down in the middle of the floor in front of the other four girls and took her place across from Shante. “You first,” her mistress called out. The golden-skinned trans girl stood directly in front of her as she picked up an ice wedge. “Knees,” Shante said and Hailey kneeled down as the other girls watched in amazement.
Shante began to rub the girl’s nipples with the ice wedge, making her shiver and choke down whining moans. The little chocolate chips stood proud atop her two shy hills and dripped with the melting ice water. “Oh my god, that is so hot,” Danielle gasped as Shante froze her friend’s nipples solid.
Next, she had the taller, skinnier girl stand and pulled down her panties. The panties were caught at the connection of her garter and stockings, her cock poking in her leader’s face. Shante gave the cute girl’s prick a kiss on her little pink tip after sliding the skin back to expose it. Hailey whimpered at the titillating sensation. “You would love it if I sucked your cock, wouldn’t you. Well, that’s just too bad,” Shante giggled not so evilly and picked up another ice chunk.
Hailey winced as the cold seeped into her skin. Shante rubbed the melting ice up and down her shaft until it regressed back to a sad little clitty. After Hailey’s libido had froze (if only momentarily), the other four girls also denied themselves.
Hailey helped Danielle, applying the ice to her pink nipples and her pinker pussy. Once done, Dani’s turquoise teddy was just a belt, her breasts and her lower cleft left uncovered.
Hailey also helped Shante, sliding the ice all over her pussy and then inside, holding it there until it hurt and then melted.
The sisters helped each other, playfully rubbing tons of ice all over the other’s body until the both of them were dotted with cool water droplets all over. Kira was topless in the end, her hard black nipples finally out from behind their thin curtain and her yellow cotton panties were soaked from having her silly little sister stuff so many ice wedges inside.
And Charity was the first to be rendered completely naked (not counting her damp thigh high socks), feeling exposed and embarrassed at first, but then accepting her fate when the room full of beautiful women demanded her continued nudity.
Hailey needed a second round of ice treatment as her cock grew to full size again before the next story started.
Once the strength of the girl’s carnal urges was reset to about sixty percent, Kira began to tell her story. “I promised mama I would stop sniffing her panties a week earlier. She said it was weird and wrong and deviant and that it worried her, so I promised I would stop. But I couldn’t help myself once I saw her dirty panties on the floor of the steamy bathroom after she left the shower.
“I had to pee so bad but they were the first things I noticed when I strode quickly into the bathroom – red lace boyshorts. I tried to resist the whole time I was peeing. I would look and look away…, then look, then away…, then look, and stare. Since our house is full of girls, we rarely ever need to close doors, but my addictive thirst grew stronger than my fear of getting caught and I snatched the panties up off the floor before I was even done peeing.
“I buried my nose in my mom’s underwear and took in her bodily scent. Oh, it was so good! I couldn’t help myself. I ate her panties up sitting there on the toilet with my own lime green thong down at my ankles inside my blue jeans. I kicked the clothes off my feet and spread my legs wide, closing my eyes and reclining back to indulge my kinky little fetish. Predictably though, my mother came back to retrieve her missing panties and gasped when she saw me with a finger in my pussy and her undies in my face.
“‘Dammit Kira!’ my mom shouted, stomping toward me to snatch the red ball of lacey decadence away from me. I snapped my legs shut and stared at her with guilt-ridden eyes. ‘What is wrong with you!?’
“‘I don’t know,’ I said apologetically, looking down at the floor. ‘I can’t help it.’
“Mom simply shook her head, sighed, and went away, likely to hide her panties away from me with the rest of her dirty laundry. It made me feel like such a weirdo whenever I was caught, but no matter how I felt afterwards, I would always seize any and every opportunity to get at my mother’s panties. A legit addiction.
“My mom stopped being discreet about my little fetish around the fifth time I was caught with her sports bra, or her sweaty socks or the crotch of her dirty panties under my nose. She wasn’t hesitant to tell anybody, including Charity, warning her to hide her panties from her perverted older sister. If being caught by mom didn’t make me feel like a sicko freak, being warned about made me feel like some sexual predator. Later, I even heard her talking on the phone with someone about it.
“I cried myself to sleep that night when I went to bed, praying that I could be freed from such sexual deviance.
“Some time in the middle of the night, Charity woke me up by sneaking into my bedroom and under my covers, spooning herself in front of me. I didn’t mind her invading my bed and my personal space. It was nice to feel the warmth of her little body through our thin, soft nightgowns. But I resisted wrapping my arms around her to avoid being the freak my mom knew me to be.
“‘Mom would kill me if she knew you were in here,’ I whispered in the darkness.
“‘I know. That’s why I’m not gonna stay the whole night. I just wanted to give you something,’ said Charity as she found my hand and forced something into my palm, something warm and soft and a little damp. ‘I’ve been wearing them all day.’
“‘Your panties!’ I whispered, my voiced mixed with surprise, excitement and fear. My mom would definitely kill me for this. But once the precious ball of my sister’s secrets were in my hand, I lost all control. I took the deepest whiff I could, legs flailing and tangling with Charity’s as my kitty was electrocuted awake by the beautiful aroma of my little sister. ‘Thank you,’ I hissed, ‘oh my god, thank you.’
“‘Are you masturbating?’ Charity asked, an apparent smile in her voice.
“‘Yesss,’ I answered heartily as I lifted my gown and slid my free hand between us, between my legs. I rubbed my clit with slippery juices from my vagina. Charity, shyly at first and then with more purpose, ground her little booty back against me. I could feel her little plump cheeks grinding on me through her silky nightgown. Though she’d never done it before I knew it was perverted, but I didn’t hate the feeling and I couldn’t make myslef stop her.
“‘I love that you masturbate to me,’ she whispered. ‘It gets me sooo wet.’
“‘Oh god, you’re so bad,’ I sighed into her panties. ‘You’re a bad girl, such a bad girl.’ Her only response was a moaning giggle. I continued to masturbate. She continued to grind herself against me. I never wanted to touch her body so badly, to lift her gown and grope her small ass, to go in between and find her little pucker, or down between her thighs to see how wet her little coochie was. My imaginings set my pussy aflame and I started rubbing myself more vigorously, punishing my achy clit until I felt that special moment approach.
“‘Oh, yeah!’ I let out a big breath I was holding in. I put my sister’s panties in my mouth, both to muffle my noises and to add fuel to my orgasm. I rubbed my slippery twat and ground forward into Charity’s bottom, feeling more perverted than ever before and loving it.
“I lost myself in the velvet electricity of bliss, letting my now free hand fondle my little sister’s ass through her thin gown. I squeezed her booty, loving the warm and soft arcs and the hot cleft in between. My ecstasy still boiling over, and still diddling my pussy, I let my hand wander around Charity’s magnificent body, around the subtle curve of her hip, and up her taut tummy to her flat chest, all wrapped in the barely-there-thin pajamas.
“‘Oh god! You’re touching my…, ooo, keep touching me,’ Charity sighed. Her chest was like a gently contoured wall of soft flesh, her nipples jutting out like two light switches. I flicked them up and down, sending a current through her system. Her body twitched and spasmed against mine even as she ground herself into me. I strummed my clit, still cumming when another tide came in.
“I was sure Charity was masturbating herself too. It wasn’t uncommon for us to sneakily masturbate together. Mama had caught me masturbating to dirty pics a long time ago and had accepted it, saying it was normal. So every once in a while, Charity and I would push the boundaries of what was acceptable and masturbate together. I was sure mama would strongly disapprove but technically we were only masturbating just…, together. But before this night, I had never touched her like this.
“I rode my magical orgasmic waves, stroking my pussy and fondling my sister until I was fully sated. Charity had at least one orgasm of her own as well. I couldn’t believe how bad I wanted to lift my sister’s skirt and touch her ass, and pull down the top of her pj’s to feel the real stiffness of her nipples, go between her legs to see how wet she was and help get her off. It seemed like the natural progression, but guilt, fear and the modicum of sisterly decency I still posessed stopped me.
“As the post-masturbatory peace began to lift, regret began to seep in. How could I do this!? How could I take advantage of my own little sister!? As if sniffing her panties and touching myself wasn’t disgusting enough! I’m such a bad big sister! I berated myself and allowed the shame to wash over me and fill me up. Tears welling in my eyes, I removed Charity’s panties from my mouth to whisper meekly, ‘hey kiddo, I think you should go back to your room.’
“Not knowing my inner feelings, she got up, slid her spit-drenched panties back on and stood by my bed. ‘Thanks for tonight. I love you, Kira,’ she said, and kissed me on my lips for the first time, then walked out the door. I went from being guilt ridden to confused. Is it okay to do this to my sister if she wants it? She is eighteen now. Or is this some twisted Stockholm Syndrome type thing? Why does it feel so good? The only thing I was sure of was that I loved her too.
“I woke up the next morning thinking about the night before. What we did crossed a line and was closer to lesbian sex than masturbation. I felt so guilty and perverted. I wanted to go to Charity and tell her I was sorry, that I was wrong for taking advantage of her, that I was being a bad big sister and would never touch her like that again. But when she came home from school every day, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. And neither could I touch her like that again because of my shame, so I avoided alone time with her altogether.
“But I couldn’t ever help myself from stealing her and mom’s dirty panties and making myself cum, just reliving that one night and imagining similar nights with mom. What is wrong with me? I asked myself every time I made myself cum to thoughts of mom and sis. It wasn’t long before my mother caught me again and sought answers to this very question, surprising me with an unexpected guest one afternoon.
“‘Hi, Kira. My name is Dr. Mia Beauregard. I am a family sex therapist. Care to have a seat?’ The woman sitting next to my mother on our living room sofa gestured to the one directly across from it. I walked to the spot with a curious look, glancing back and forth between my mother and this other woman.
“Dr. Mia was an attractive woman probably in her mid-30s, dressed professionally in a black pencil skirt, black stockings and white blouse. She and my mom have a similar body type, wide hips and thick thighs. But where mom was tall with double D cup breasts proportionate to her frame, Dr. Beauregard was shorter with sort of a slim upper body and a modest bust – B’s possibly, A’s probably. And where my mom was coated in decadent dark chocolate with black shoulder length hair, Mia was tan, with her medium length, curly hair dyed blonde.
“Nervously, I took a seat across from the ambiguously intimidating women. ‘Your mother tells me a lot about you,’ she said, smiling. I blushed and glared at the floor, knowing just what this was about. My disgraceful habit of huffing panties. This won’t be comfortable. ‘She tells me you’re a lovely girl. You have good grades. You help out around the house. You look after your sister…’ I looked up, somewhat startled and pleasantly surprised. I glanced at mom and she was smiling proudly. I relaxed some as the counselor heaped praise from my mother onto me.
“‘…But…, your mother does have some concern about behavior that she finds rather…, disconcerting. Care to share?’
“All of the previous comfort goes out the window. I take a deep breath and, figuring I should just get this over with, I tell her about my panty fetish. ‘Sometimes I sniff my mom’s and my sister’s panties…, and…, masturbate with them.’ There, I said it. I exhaled, then looked up from the floor to the doctor.
“‘Tell me about the first time you did this,’ she said.
“Stuttering nervously, I recounted the first time I sniffed my mother’s panties. Such an embarrassing thing to do right in front of the woman whose panties I was sniffing. She even began to blush. After the first recollection, Dr. Mia asked for the next time…, and the next and the next until – after 45 minutes – I had told her about every last time I had sniffed her or my sister’s panties. Of course, I left out the times I shared masturbating with Charity. I didn’t want my little sister to have to endure the interrogation I just suffered.
“‘Now tell me, how do you feel when you do it, Kira?’
“I hesitated. There was no way I could go through with this. To tell a perfect stranger how horny I felt when I smelled my mom’s panties?
“‘C’mon, Kira, go ahead and tell me. This is a safe space here.’
“I took a deep breath, held it in, exhaled. Nothing. ‘I can’t.’
“‘Well, I can tell it gets you going when you have your family’s panties like that. I can tell by your body language and your breathing, you’re turned on just thinking about all those times you indulged yourself. But I need you to tell us how you felt.’
“My mom looked a little startled. Like she had the same thought I did. Is she getting off on this? Or maybe she’s just unconventional. Either way, I was no closer to explaining to her how their panties made me feel so insatiably horny. I bit my tongue. ‘I’m sorry, I just can’t. It’s…, embarrassing.’
“Dr. Beauregard thought for a few seconds, studying me with a knowing smile. It was like she saw right through me. Like she could see my thoughts lingering on memories of pretty panties, as if she knew my nipples were tight little buds inside my bra and under my shirt, like she could see the river of wetness that was already pooling in my vagina.
“Doctor Beauregard spoke, still smiling at me. ‘Mom,’ she said, ‘why don’t you take off your panties and give them to your daughter.’ An electric shock pulsed through me.
“‘What!?‘ my mother and I both exclaimed incredulously.
“Dr. Mia sat just as comfortably and spoke just as confidently as before. ‘Since you are unable to describe your feelings to us, it’d be beneficial for you to show us instead.’
“My mother chimed in. ‘But, doctor, this is the behavior she’s trying to quit. Would it be wise to tell an alcoholic to consume alcohol just to see its effects?’
“‘Your panties aren’t alcohol and your daughter isn’t an alcoholic. I know my…, techniques may be a little unconventional, but trust me when I say your daughter will be better for it. You will be better for it. Your family will be closer and happier and much more healthy. If you allow me to help.’
“My mom weighed the woman’s sincere words for a few moments, then stood, lifted her yellow dress from the bottom and slipped her pink and yellow striped panties from underneath. With one last I-am-not-sure-if-I-trust-you glance at the counselor, she set her panties in my hand. Warm, damp, fresh, surely delicious.
“I ogled the panties, already tempted when Dr. Mia said softly, ‘Go ahead, Kira.’ I looked up at her. Then to mom. ‘Don’t worry. She won’t say anything or judge you or get mad, Right mom?’ My mother nodded, looking somewhat uncertain. ‘Close your eyes and pretend no one’s here if you need to.’
“Per the doctor’s invitation, I closed my eyes and buried my face in mama’s panties. I inhaled deeply, my pulse quickening and my own panties growing moist. ‘Mmmm,’ I let out a moan, a little embarrassed but more excited. I focused on the gusset, appreciating the ambrosia there before turning the panties to smell mom’s ass. Floral body wash, a mixture of sweat and a faint, natural must, and the intoxicating, earthy smell of the most forbidden place on mama’s body.
“Instinctively, I groped my breast and hummed at the titillating heat radiating throughout my body. ‘That’s it Kira,’ Dr. Mia whispered, ‘let it take you all the way.’ If I had any reservations left after mom put her panties in my hand, the hypnotic sound of Mia’s voice melted them like butter in the oven. I leaned back on the sofa, still devouring mom’s underwear and opened my eyes. In response to my questioning gaze, the counselor nodded with a gentle, reassuring smile.
“At that, I pulled my tank top and bra up over my head and tossed them aside. I started to squeeze my breasts and tweak my stiffened nipples with both hands, mama’s panties tickling my skin. I was full of excitement, fear and need, my heart thrashing in my chest as my lust controlled my body, pushing me along the path of pleasure.
“My mom was gonna watch me masturbate. There was something so sweet about the whole thing. Behind the obvious perversion and sexual deviance, mixed in the fear and the shame and the sinful mist in the air, I felt right, and good, and pure. It was like the deepest wrongs and the most righteous of rights were woven together, right in the air between a professional counselor who had instructed a mom to give her little girl her panties, a mom unsure she should watch her daughter masturbate and a daughter overtaken by wantonness.
“I unbuttoned my blue jean short shorts and shoved my hand inside, beneath my panties, mom’s panties still webbed in the hand at my breasts. My mom tried to look away but Dr. Beauregard said, ‘no, mom. Keep your eyes on you beautiful daughter.’
“Reluctantly, mama began to watch me touch myself. ‘How is this supposed to get my daughter to stop? I don’t understand.’
“Dr. Mia got really close to my mother on the sofa and whispered to her. ‘Look at her, mom. Watch how your daughter’s body reacts to your eye’s caress. Look what just even your panties made her do. Now think about it, how do you think you were able to catch her all those times, huh? She has her own room. There’s a lock on the bathroom door. And you’re not always here. Tell me why she wouldn’t do this behind locked doors. Tell me why she always chose to play with your panties in places she knew you could catch her.’
“My mom watched me masturbate and listened intently to the counselor. She answered, ‘she…, she’s…, addicted?’
“Mia smiled. ‘C’mon, mom. You know that’s not it. Tell us why, really. You know the truth. Look at her now.’
“Mom sighed. ‘She wanted me to catch her.’
“‘Exactly. And why?’
“‘I don’t know,’ mama claimed.
“‘Look into her eyes,’ Mia said.
“Mom and I locked eyes. When we did the flame between my legs were kindled. Though I was filled with nervousness and fear, the excitement and desire reigned. It became clear to me what Dr. Mia was saying, and I wholeheartedly agreed.
“‘What do you see?’ the counselor asked my mom. When my mom didn’t answer, Dr. Beauregard said, ‘Kira, do you mind telling mom how you feel?’
“‘I want you, mama,’ I sighed desperately. The admission was so freeing, so terrifying. ‘I want you to make love to me.’ I barely could believe what I was saying, but I knew it was right.
“‘She wants you, mom. What are you gonna do?’ Mia sat close to mama, both of the women watching me masturbate for a few seconds. Mom’s expression softened into what might have been a longing glare. But then she looked back to Dr. Mia.
“‘I can’t. This isn’t right. She’s my daughter and I’m not into girls.’ Mom sounded like she was trying to convince herself and the good counselor picked up on it.
“‘Not into girls?’ Mia chuckled. ‘Then why don’t you feel alarmed that I’m sitting so close, with my hand on your thigh as we watch your daughter masturbate?’
“My mom turned to face the other woman. Looked down to her hand on her upper thigh with realization. The counselor then draped one leg over my mother’s, bringing her pretty face closer to hers, smiling seductively. ‘All girls are lesbians, mama. Our bodies were made for sex. With men and with each other.
“‘But…, but she’s my daughter,’ my mother objected, her hand (probably unconciously) landing on the other woman’s fleshy thigh.
“The counselor caressed my mom’s cheek. ‘You love your daughter?’
“‘Of course I do.’
“‘I know you do mama,’ she whispered. ‘So why are you so hesitant to show her? Look at her. She wants you so bad. She wants you to kiss her warm, soft lips. To caress her smooth brown skin all over until she tingles. She wants you to tease her and play with those sweet little nipples. She wants you to slip your hands down below her shorts and touch her where nobody else has more right to. She’s yours, mama, and she wants you to take her.’
“I pleaded with my eyes as mom watched me and contemplated the doctor’s words. I made a show of sliding mama’s panties down from my breasts, past my tummy and down into my shorts – a gesture that said ‘this is where you belong.’ I was sure I was drawing her in, but before she could finally acquiesce to our temptation, the front door opened and in walked Charity.
“Mom pushed Dr. Beauregard’s leg off hers and scooted another foot away from the woman. Charity appeared seconds later, only giving me time to take my hands and mom’s panties out my shorts and cover my boobs with my palms.
“My sister stands there, staring at the scene, my mom looking suspicious, the counselor smiling innocently, and me, topless with my hands and mom’s panties covering my titties, shorts still unbuttoned. ‘What’s going on?’ Charity giggles, braces twinkling, soft cheeks blushing pink.
“‘Family therapy session. You must be Charity. Have a seat,’ Dr. Mia gestures across to the sofa I’m sitting on. Charity removes her book bag and sits next to me, so close I can feel the warmth of her skin on me. ‘Such beautiful girls,’ the counselor admits, watching my little sister’s body language. Charity can’t contain her smile or the blush warming her cheeks and neck. And she can’t stop glancing over at my half naked body. And I can’t help but remember our night together, the thrill and the right-wrongness of it. My excitement growing, I adjust my hands on my breasts to sneakily stimulate my nipples.
“Dr. Beauregard turns again to mama. ‘Well it looks like your girls are already quite…, fond of one another.’ Another stifled, blushing grin from my little sister. She then crossed her legs and folded her arms, trying her best to hide her apparent arousal.
“‘What do you mean?’ my mother asked.
“‘I mean that I’m teaching a lesson that both your daughters already know. From the time Charity walked in, her skin has been on fire. Kira’s breaths have been coming quickly and she’s also trying to stimulate her nipples without us knowing…’ At that I stopped, eyes wide as she continued. ‘…which tells me these two have been intimate with each other at some point. They react like forbidden lovers in the presence of the one who forbid it. Tell me mama, why have you forbidden your daughters to love one another? Hm?’
“Mom looked startled. ‘I- I didn’t- I…, no. I don’t forbid them to love each other. Sex and love are not-‘
“The counselor cut her off at the beginning of an explanation she’d heard a thousand times. ‘But they are, mama. Sex is the greatest expression of love. And to share this expression with those you love most is not only right, but the ideal family model. To deprive your girls of intimacy, with each other or with you, is a missed opportunity to bond in the most meaningful way.’
“Mama sat for a few, contemplating. Charity and I held our breath. The wise counselor filled the silence once again. ‘Kira, why don’t you give your little sister a kiss.’ She turned to my mom. ‘Let them show you how beautiful it is for family to love each other, unbound by nonsensical societal standards.’
“My mother gasped softly and looked to us. I looked to Charity who was already looking to me, nibbling her lower lip. I leaned tentatively toward her, she leaned into me, and our lips met, soft, hot and wet, shyly wanting. I could feel the soft smile on her lips as I pressed mine against hers. We ended the first kiss, opened our eyes, and reading the pouty desire in Charity’s gaze, I went in for a second meeting, this one more intentional. My mouth was open against hers, snacking on her swollen lower lip as she opened up to enjoy my upper.
“My hands fell away from my chest to caress Charity’s cheek, dropping mom’s panties between us. Her shaky hands went to caress my waist as we sighed and kissed and moaned. I slipped my tongue out a little and met her right between her lips, her mouth warm and wet as her breath came in quick, nervy pants. Slowly, sensually, we kissed, Charity slurping softly on my tongue and then meeting it with hers between our parted lips, both our hearts hammering in our chests.
“The women watched us, Mia moving to sit close to mom again and whispering softly into her ear. ‘Look at your beautiful girls loving each other. Doesn’t it turn you on? Doesn’t it make sense now? Wouldn’t you, in this moment, love to sniff your daughters’ panties? To know all their secrets and have them laid bare for you? Your heart is pounding, mom,’ she said, placing a hand on my her exposed upper chest. ‘You know what I know now, what your daughter’s know. And you love them even more than you did an hour ago because of it.’
“My mom hesitated. ‘I don’t kn-‘
“She was cut off again by the counselor. ‘Girls, why don’t you take off your panties and give them to mommy.’
“My twat burning, I was eager to get my panties off so that my little sister could slip her hands between my legs, play with me sweet and slow. I ended our kiss with a wet pop, stood, pushed my short shorts to the floor, and then my panties.
“‘Little one?’ Dr. Mia said. At that point I realized my sister hadn’t moved.
“‘I- I’m not wearing any panties,’ she said with all the cuteness of a shy schoolgirl.
“Mom and I looked to Charity in surprise, perplexed as to how the most shy girl in the family walks around with no panties. ‘Would you care to lift your skirt and show us, little sweetie?’ Dr. Beauregard requested. Charity’s cheesecake skin was blushing strawberry, a mixture of her heat and embarrassment. She gripped the bottom of her green tartan skirt and lifted up slowly, exposing more and more of her smooth little thighs. Up and up until she paused at her hips momentarily, then raised her butt off the sofa to flash her hairy sex to us.
“‘Isn’t that such a precious sight, mama? The most private and secret parts of your girls’ bodies, and it all belongs to you.’ The counselor placed a hand on mom’s knee, right below the hemline of her yellow dress. Mom seemed mesmerized by the sight of our crotches, especially Charity’s. It almost seemed like she was ready to give in. Sensing my mom was on the edge, Dr. Mia said, ‘now give mom your pretty panties, Kira.’
“I obeyed, setting my plain black thong panties in mom’s hands. Charity let her skirt fall back in place, and I sat back on the sofa next to her, now fully naked and surprisingly comfortable – at home with my mother and sister and a very devoted counselor. The two of us watched the good doctor work with our lovely mother.
“At first, mama just looked at the panties in her hands, feeling the texture with her fingers, no doubt noticing my wetness in the center. The counselor intertwined her fingers with mom’s and lifted my panties to her face, then took a whiff. ‘Mmmm, she smells delightful, mom, here,’ she said, guiding my panties to mom’s nose. She took a tentative whiff, then another one, more purposeful.
“She then sighed, ‘Oh, my god…,’ and took a third, deeper inhalation.
“‘There you go mama. Not many things say complete and utter devotion and adoration like sniffing someone’s panties.’ Mom continued devouring my panties. As the counselor spoke, her hand slowly sliding up from mama’s knee beneath her dress. ‘That’s why your daughter loves yours so much. She love you. She adores you. She worships you. She accepts all of you, the clean and the dirty, the good and the bad. Do you love her the same, mama?’
“‘Yesss, mmmmmn, yes, I do,’ mom sighed.
“‘Is she making you wet?’
“‘Yes!’
“‘Let me see how wet,’ she said as she separated my mom’s legs and slid one hand all the way up her inner thigh. No resistance. I could tell when her hand met mom’s pussy because she gasped. Her chest heaving as she huffed my panties, the counselor’s fingers playing between her legs as she slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder, my mom was lost in a world of pleasure.
“It was so sexy seeing mom being fondled right in front of us. The counselor flashed a sexy, teasing smile our way as mom enjoyed her fingers dancing under her dress, sniffing my panties with her eyes squeezed shut. It was intensely hot!
“As I watched, Charity’s hand fell between my thighs and she whispered, ‘I always wanted to do this,’ in my ear as she slid it up to my cunny. I inhaled a sharp breath as my sis touched my sensitive lips, relishing rather than denying it. At that moment I knew just how right it was for her to touch me there, that it was more than okay, that it was the right thing to do, not just a thing that felt so so unbelievably good.
“I spread for her. She took advantage, sliding fingers all around and inside my pussy, making me sigh and moan as we both kept eyes on mom and the sexual genius, Dr. Mia.
“‘Wait wait…, wait,’ my mother breathed in hoarse, panting whispers, ‘This is so bad,’ she said as the counselor revealed one stout breast. Mom covered her full-looking tit from view with her hand as she tried to pull her strap back up and clamped her thighs shut. Apparently, she wasn’t getting the revelation that we were. But thankfully Dr. Beauregard was there to guide her in the right direction, gently forcing her hand away from her breast to show her daughters a more intimate part of their mom’s body.
“‘No, mama, it’s love.’ The counselor never removed her hand from under mom’s dress as she spoke, but wasn’t moving it either. ‘Love is never a bad thing, especially between such lovely girls. I mean, just look at them. Look at how they’re enjoying each other. Look at Kira’s face as her little sister touches her vagina,’ she coaxed. ‘Just one girl showing her sister how much she cares for her by making her feel just…, just delicious. Tell me, why is this so bad? Give me one reason this shouldn’t be happening.’
“She left about five seconds for mom to answer as she watched me squirm, hiss and hum in utter delight while Charity slid slick finger all over my sensitive little tiara. When no answer was given she continued with her satin voice. ‘Just look at your sweet girls. Take a lesson from them. Relax. Let go. Give in.’ Mom once again succumbed to the waves of sexual energy that seemed to permeate the room, allowing our therapist to resume playing in her pussy.
“‘That’s it,’ Mia soothed as she eased down mom’s other strap, both large beasts coming into view, her areolas wide, dark circles, her nipples tight, firm little nubs. Mia whispered sexy and really endearing things about us in mama’s ear as her hands played in her lap. Mom kept inhaling my panties, gently replying ‘yes’ every time Mia spoke.
“‘Doesn’t it feel amazing? The touch of another female?’
“‘Yesss,’ my mother hissed.
“‘Don’t you want your girls to feel the same? The closeness of feminine bonding?’
“‘Oh, mmm, yess!’
“‘They deserve it, don’t they? Look at them. They’re such good girls. Shouldn’t they have anything they want?’
“‘Yesss, oh, god yes!’ I couldn’t tell if mom was answering the question or cumming on Dr. Beauregard’s fingers or both.
“‘Well the thing they want most in the world is you. Are you ready to give them what they really want, mama?’ Dr. Mia’s honeyed words (and magical fingers) seemed to win her over.
“‘Yes!’
“Dr. Mia glanced over at me on the other couch and summoned me over with her finger. When Charity and I both started over she said, ‘not you sweetie. Not yet. You’ll each have your own time to with mommy. Okay?’
“She had looked so eager and happy, but then her countenance was drenched in a pouty, jealous, wanting look. ‘We’ll continue this later,’ I whispered sincerely as I stood in front of her, my legs parted beside her knees, and leaning over I gently lifted her chin and kissed her sad little lips, sharing my slick tongue with her. She returned my advance, slipping her own tongue out to twist and swish against mine. When our little kiss ended, her brilliant smile returned to where it belonged.
“‘I just love how you look after you sister,’ said the sexy sex doctor as she guided my naked body into position, ‘how long have you two been… intimate with each other?’
“‘N- never. We never-‘ I started before being cut off.
“‘C’mon Kira. There are no secrets here.’ The woman’s voice was honey.
“‘We only…, uh, we touch ourselves…, together, I mean. I…, I might have felt her up the last time,’ I said, feeling inexplicably guilty.
“‘That’s wonderful, Kira. You two are in what I call the innocence stage of sisterly lesbian love.’ As she spoke, she maneuvered behind me and set me on my knees on the sofa facing my mom who she had set up similarly.
“‘I remember my first time with my sisters. It was so exciting. Sneaking around, almost being caught. The subtle escalations. First kissing and cuddling, hearts fluttering. Not knowing if it was right but feeling just so good, and terrifying, and, oh god…, just so delicious. We eventually started stripping each other naked and then…, before long we were putting our hands in places on each other’s body they didn’t belong, well, according to the world. I’ll never forget the first time my sisters slid their hands into my panties! Oh, god it was magnificent.’
“Before I knew it, the therapist’s hands were on my hips as she reminisced on her first time having incest. I was mindlessly drinking everything in – Dr. Mia’s story, her hands on my body and mama’s gorgeous body with her large breasts and thick thighs, her yellow dress scandalously pulled down around her waist. ‘Now, I want you to explore each other. Go ahead,’ she said to us close over my shoulder, urging me forward.
“I could see mom was still nervous and unsure about this, some of the lust that Mia built beginning to fade a little. I smiled reassuringly, letting her know I wanted it too. I began just lightly brushing both her shoulders, caressing gently back and forth between her neck, shoulders, and clavicle. Mom followed suit, making my skin tingle with heat everywhere she touched. My eyes were transfixed on her juicy breasts, both scared and eager to get my hands on them. Reading my mind, Dr. Mia softly guided my hands lower and lower until they visited the soft, warm roundness of mom’s breasts.
“‘That’s it sweetie,’ Dr. Mia whispered to me as I took control, cupping mama’s big tits. Her chest was rising and falling more rapidly as I fondled her great fruits, brushing her nipples with my thumbs, softly squeezing the firm but springy globes of tight flesh.
“Soon enough, mama followed my move and slid her hands to my breasts too. I felt electricity when she grazed my sensitive nubs, even more when she squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples with a semblance of need. I was turning mom on. Driving each other up a wall with our soft, slow caresses all over our bodies, mom and I soon attracted like magnets, our lips connecting between us like it was fate.
“Like my kiss with Charity, we started off teasing with only our lips. Several sweet kisses we shared, like any other mother and daughter might. But then my mom was slipping her tongue past my lips, forcing her way into my mouth with her slick tongue and shallow, panting breaths. Apparently she had gotten over her skewed sense of morality, or motherly lust had gotten over her.
“I offered my tongue in return. She moaned into my mouth as she imbibed me, crushed her breasts against my much smaller ones, our bodies meshing as if one, her sensuous hands sliding up and down my body with a steady kindling need.
“Mama’s hunger eventually forced me onto my back. I found my head cradled in Dr. Mia’s lap. She must have pulled her skirt up some because my head lay on bare, fleshy thigh several inches above her knees. Our kisses were sweet and moist and intense and lovely. We made the wettest sounds as her tongue danced in my mouth, making my pussy as wet as our kiss.
“My pussy being wet made me think of Charity’s fingers that were just making me feel so good. And then it made me think of Charity, sitting all alone across from us. I broke our kiss to glance over at her and mom promptly set her lips and tongue to my throat, just eating up and making me hot and tingly all over.
“As I fixed my stare on little sis, Dr. Mia’s eyes followed, witnessing what I was. Charity had opened her white blouse, tossed her bra out of sight and started touching herself, a look of complete sensual frustration on her pouty lips. With her skirt still on and her open top still tucked in, she slid her hand down past the band of her skirt to please her pussy’s apparently overwhelming desire.
“‘Now sweetie,’ the sex therapist called out to Charity, ‘I know you’re really horny but I don’t want you to have your cum before you have your time with mom. So I’m gonna need you to keep your hands off your vagina, okay?’ The way Charity pouted was super cute but I could feel her frustration, neither of us having our pussies touched. But nevertheless, Charity removed her hands from under her waistband, crossed her legs tight and watched us, tasting herself (and me) off her fingers.
“‘Thank you sweetie. You’re such a good girl. So obedient. It won’t be long before it’s your turn, okay.’ Charity nodded, agonizing want still apparent on her face.
“My own agonizing want grew with every inch my mother kissed down my body. She had kissed me from my neck to my chest, now dining on my breasts. She would suck my breasts with a wide open mouth as if to swallow my titties whole and then pull up and focus on my tight nipples, nibbling gently. I loved that mama knew how to set my body on fire, but at the moment prefered Charity who knew I needed my pussy played with. After enduring the sexual anguish my mother gifted me for several minutes, hands floating almost weightlessly all over my body, hoping those angelic hands would find their way to my sopping wet coochie, I impatiently grabbed my mother’s hand and slid it to the spot. I sighed and almost cried out when I forced her finger inside myself.
“‘Ahh, mmn, god!,’ I whined as our fingers slid deeper and deeper into my greedy pink pussy. ‘Oh my god, moooom!’ I couldn’t keep my whimpering words inside any longer, it felt too good. ‘Oh, gaawwwd yes mama, oh, ooo, yesss mommy!’ I thought I had completely lost it, our fingers sloshing in and out of my tight hole, my mother’s body above mine, her lips and tongue playing games with my tender nipples. But when mama pressed her thumb up against the sensitive little jewel of my tiara, I really did lose it. I screamed out involuntarily as my body overflowed. My hips bucked against her hand and forced another pair of our fingers in to fill me with all her love and absorb it into my heart.
“My sister pinched the corner of her bottom lip with a pained expression as she watched mom make me orgasm. My body writhed against mom’s, my hips rising to catch the masterful strokes of our fingers and grinding against her soft skin. She rose up my body to kiss me, keeping her body pressed to me and her fingers inside, a thin film of sweat had coated her skin.
“Cummies lasted longer than I thought was possible, every aspect of the moment kindling the fire. It was mama who was so lovingly fucking me. My sweet little sister was watching with lust and love and sexual jealously in her heart. Moms breasts were rasping my sensitive nipples even as her thumb swiveled around my swollen clitoris. And my head was lying between the legs of the sexy Doctor Mia Beauregard, her skirt even higher up her curvaceous thighs due to my wild squirming and I could feel her panty-veiled crotch on my head.
“When finally I began to cum down, my concupiscent cries degrading into soulful sobs as mother continued to punish my pussy. My clit being over stimulated, swollen and achy, I pulled my hand from between my legs and moms with it. I broke our deep kiss for a breath, panting and watching my mom’s beautiful face. She took my two middle fingers and sucked the cum off, indulging in my taste. I was surprised, but realized quickly how much I wanted to taste her too. We both hummed on each other’s fingers as we enjoyed our post-coital snack.
“‘That was so beautiful. Don’t you feel so much freer now? So much closer? So much more in love?’ asked Dr. Mia.
“‘Yes,’ mom and I agreed emphatically.
“‘Thank you so much, Doctor. If you hadn’t pushed me, I don’t think I would have ever experienced this…, whole other world! Amazing! Oh, I love my daughter so much more now. Like, so much fuller. Thank you so much!’ Mom was almost in tears with her revelation.
“‘It’s what I do,’ the therapist said with an accomplished smile. ‘I bring families together. Now, I believe it’s your turn sweetheart,’ she turned to my little sister. ‘You’ve been so good and patient. I know your mom is super proud of you. And I’m sure she’s willing to treat such obedience, right mama?’
“‘Oh, yes. Of course. Anything you want, Charity, I’ll do it.’ My mother was emphatic about it, and probably still horny.
“After giving her request, Charity came over to our couch, smiling like Christmas morning. Mia backed up to the opposite corner of the sofa to make room, still on her knees in that hiked up skirt. I followed her, setting my naked ass right in her lap, deciding I wanted a feminine touch as I watched my mom and sister from a closer view. Charity lay right in front of me on her back, knees high and separate. Mom settled between her youngest daughter’s spread legs and began to gently kiss her inner thighs.
“‘Mmmn, don’t tease me mama. I need it. Please.’ Less than a second later Charity stifled a scream and arched her back high into the air. Apparently mama had stopped hesitating and started licking her daughter’s sweet pink puss. Her pretty, perky nipples popped in the air as her white uniform top opened up. I enjoyed the view, but really wanted to see mom’s tongue work my little sister’s pussy so I pulled her skirt up her body, making it a scrunched up belt around her waist.
“Mom’s eyes were so pretty as she glanced up at me, big amber globes of excitement and love. She smiled at me as she lashed out with her long tongue against Charity’s sex. I suddenly felt as though I had missed out and began to feel tingly again, just a little while after the most powerful orgasm I had experienced. Almost instinctively, I began to wind my hips in Dr. Mia’s lap as I took her hands with intentions of guiding them over my sexually charged skin.
“Mia halted my advances. ‘Uh, mama? Do you mind if I uh, pamper your beautiful daughter here. She seems to be in need of some feminine attention.’
“Mom, looking up from between Charity’s legs, smiled and nodded, ‘anything you want Doctor,’ and went back to her sweet cherry dessert. My favorite therapist then took initiative, letting her hands melt all over my body, and not just the special parts. Not at first. She paid slow attention to my neck and shoulders, my back and my hips, around to my tummy, between and beside my breasts, my inner thighs. After a few minutes of experiencing her teasing hands, my body was begging her to touch me in any one of my special places. But for love of her dominance, I kept my mouth closed but for moaning, sighing and panting.
“Charity was in ecstasy. Mom was growing hungry, lapping her daughter’s cunt sloppily with increasing vigor. Mia whispered in my ear as she toyed with my emotions and I writhed back against her lap. ‘They look so natural. You can tell this is what was meant to be, can’t you?’ All I could do is nod and hum, and use my body language to beg for stimulation. ‘Have you ever tasted your sister’s pussy, baby?’ I shook my head. ‘Don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll get your chance to lick both of them, anywhere you want.’ I nodded vehemently, imagining my tongue all over them both.
“Charity, red faced and panting, began to spasm uncontrollably, bucking her hips up into mama’s mouth. As she began to cum, Dr. Mia finally let her fingertips tickle my hard nubs, sending electric currents through my whole body as I watched Charity have her first orgasm. Or at least the first I had witnessed.
“‘Good job, mama,’ Dr. Mia cheered, ‘looks like you know how to treat your girls. How to love and cherish them as is healthy for a close-knit family. Now, I think it’s time that your girls show you how much they love and appreciate you.‘
“As mama positioned herself on her back at the far end of the sofa and slid her dress up and off, I sat beside her with my knees on the floor and Charity took the spot between her legs, her little body hovering inches above mom’s much more curvy one. ‘I love you mommy,’ Charity said smiling in mom’s face before kissing her lips. I let my hands roam her voluptuous curves and swells, her breasts, her legs, her belly, her hips. Charity’s open blouse draped down over mom’s body as they made out, and her skirt covered where my hands eventually went. Mom moaned against her youngest daughter’s tongue when I touched her wet pussylips. She was completely soaked from all the teasing.
“‘You mind if I lower the little one’s skirt, mama? I’d just love it if I could see both your vaginas.’ The ever polite therapist obviously respected the woman of the house and would never touch her girls without permission. Such a consummate professional. Mom agreed to let her touch Charity and she slid her skirt down slightly, the waistband falling just above the knee, making the tiny girl look scandalous and slutty. Now with the perfect view of two perfect pussies – one fully matured with fleshy inner lips but neatly trimmed, the other still maturing and hairy with puffy outer lips but thin inner lips- Mia slipped her burgundy g-string off magically quick without leaving her spot on the other end of the sofa. She tossed her panties in the vicinity of mine and mom’s. She then hiked her skirt all the way up and opened her blouse, then started teasing herself, hands flowing silkily around her luscious body.
“I let my focus fall back to my mother, sliding my fingers up and down her slit and getting my lips on one of her heavy breasts. Charity finished up her tender kiss and sucked mama’s other nipple into her mouth, then pressed her hips downward against my tampering fingers and began to rock back and forth into them. I slid inside my mother and let Charity fuck into her. Mom moaned and cupped the pack of Charity’s head, urging her to keep suckling her breast. Her free hand went pulled me to her mouth for a hot kiss.
“‘I love you,’ mama panted against my lips. ‘Both of you. You make me so proud.’ She’d speak and then invade my mouth with her motherly tongue. ‘I’m so glad you were sniffing my panties, baby. All you wanted was my love. I’m so happy you did it, mmmm.’ I had just added another finger to mom’s pussy – nothing says ‘I love you’ like an extra finger in the pussy. Our kiss deepened, just as my fingers did thanks to Charity’s wild thrusting.
“Charity came up for another kiss, playfully moving my mouth aside with her face. All three of us giggled before mom and little sis reconnected with passionate lips and tongue, humming and moaning into each other’s being. I settled for kissing along mom’s neck and shoulder, chest and side, wherever her supple cocoa skin flowed I didn’t object to put my lips.