Once upon a time, there was a family. The mother passed away at a young age, and the father was left to raise their son. A couple of years later, the father remarried and the son suddenly had a stepmother and two stepsisters. They became one happy family until many years later when the father tragically passed away and the son was left to live with his step-family . . .
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Despite the late hour, the light was still on so Ella entered her twin sister, Emma's, bedroom. The latter was sitting with bare legs folded in her bed reading, clad only in the silky-looking short shorts and tank top she slept in. The former was dressed similarly; not because they were identical twins and dressed alike, which they did not, but because she happened to like to sleep in the same kind of bed clothes.
"Glad you're still up," Ella said, climbing on the bed and sitting in the same position, but facing her sister. They're legs actually touched.
"It's only 10:30," Emma pointed out.
"Rest of the house is quiet. Guess mom and Jamie went to bed."
Emma merely shrugged.
"Anyway, tomorrow is Jamie's eighteenth birthday," Ella reminded, placing her hand caressingly on her twenty-one-year-old sister's thigh. "We should do something special."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about that also, but I haven't come up with anything. You?" Emma noticed her sister's pointed nipples imprinting through the material of her top.
"Nah. He's just such an easy-going guy. It's hard to know what would be special to him." She rubbed her hand up nearly to her sister's crotch.
At that moment, their mother walked in and was not surprised to see Ella's hand seemingly about to touch Emma's pussy. Smirking, she remarked, "What are you two horny bitches doing?"
Both girls looked up to see their mother, Sally, dressed in a revealing, low-cut, knee-length negligee.
"Wow! Don't you look hot?" Emma observed. "Expecting someone in your bedroom tonight?" She teased.
"Never know who I might meet in my dreams," Sally shot back.
"A woman as attractive as you ought to be able to find a good-looking man," Ella said.
"Oh, I can. Just haven't come across one who's not an asshole."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Emma agreed. "The guys at our college are just like that."
It was basically the same conversation the three females frequently had.
"So, we're you two about to get into it?" Sally asked, knowing they frequently enjoyed each other's bodies.
"Actually, we were discussing what we could do special for Jamie's birthday tomorrow," Ella told their mother.
"Well, that's very nice of you. Not many girls who would be so considerate of their
step
brother."
"He's a good kid," Ella noted. "He puts up with three bitchy women—"
"Speak for yourself," Emma threw in, smirking.
"What I mean is," Ella clarified, "that it must be hard for him to be stuck having to live with his stepmother and stepsisters since his father died a year ago and he has no one else."
"You're right," Emma agreed. "Any ideas, mom?"
Sally shrugged. "Not for anything special. I bought him a few things . . . what are you doing?"
Emma had reached out to tweak her mom's nipple indenting the thin nylon of her negligee. "You have the nicest tits."
"You girls need to find some guys and get laid," their mother said.
"So, do you."
"Like I said, they're all assholes."
"We said the same," Emma noted.
"And until then," Ella said, "we're content with you." And with that, she pulled her mother to her and kissed her in the most un-family-like manner.
Sally grinned and kissed back, while Emma watched with a big grin. She then started tugging on the tops of the others, causing her mom and sister to ease back and remove garments. Both Sally and Ella totally stripped, while Emma shed only her top, and then decided to go all the way also. Ella had pushed Sally onto her back, and Emma didn't hesitate to spread her mom's legs. A second later, Emma's tongue was taking swipes on her mother's pussy. Sally pulled Ella back to resume their kissing.
The three had begun these lesbian sessions not long after Sally's husband and the twins' stepfather, James, Sr., had passed away a little over a year ago. The girls had been masturbating each other for a few years and it gradually escalated from just fingers on pussies to tongues and kissing. After the tragedy, Ella and Emma had constantly attempted to cheer up their mother, and it wasn't until they caught Sally masturbating one night and "helped" her that they started regularly pleasuring each other. All three dated men when the right one came along, which wasn't often enough for them—or maybe they were just too selective—and didn't really consider themselves lesbians. They didn't do it with any other females.
Emma was the most accomplished at cunnilingus, while Ella was the better kisser. Sally was pretty good at both, but hadn't had as much practice as her daughters, having just started doing girls when her daughters started doing her. She was content to just let them work on her. Emma licked and jabbed her tongue as far inside her mom's hole as she could, and flicked the tip of her tongue against Sally's clit until she came fairly quickly.
Emma then eased up to suck her parent's nipple. When Ella took up the other nipple, it always reminded Sally of when they were infants and both nursed at the same time. She absolutely loved it. Emma wanted a turn kissing her mother, and so she did.
After a few minutes, Sally and Emma swapped places so mom could lick daughter. Ella was content to watch and play with her sister's tits, as well as fondle her mother's ass and pussy with her fingers. For Emma, licking was as stimulating as being licked, and with the added attention from Ella, who was now sucking Emma's nipples, the combination had Emma reaching orgasm in short order.
Emma and Sally switched back to their original positions so the former could perform cunnilingus on her mother again. Sally then called for Ella to straddle her face so mom could tongue her. Emma's technique this time was to use both tongue and fingers, inserting two into her mother's hole and finger-fucking her while licking her clit. Sally pulled on Ella's pussy lips with her lips.
Emma drove a third finger inside her mother and used her thumb to rub her clit, and this time, Sally had a more powerful climax. In fact, she trembled so much, Ella had to move aside. Once mom's orgasm subsided, it was Ella's turn, so Sally arranged her daughter on her back, spread her legs, got on her stomach and went to work on Ella.
Like her sister had done, Emma played with her mom's ass and Ella's tits. When Ella was getting close, she pulled Sally up to kiss her and urged,"Em, please finish me off," which her sister was only too willing to do. Ella then had an explosive orgasm and nearly head-locked her sister when her pussy became too sensitive to be touched anymore.
"Let Emma go," Sally whispered in Ella's ear.
"Oh, sorry."
