INCEST: 2 moms + 3 daughters = fun
All characters in this story are over the age of 18 as established in the previous chapter. There will be vigorous mother-daughter sexual contact in this story as well as some toy use. If this is offensive to anyone, they should seek another story to read.
SANDRA DAVIDSON'S STORY, CONT.
After the way Harriet and her daughter Muffy had worked me over the day I had visited them, I was in constant heat day and night in anticipation of the birthday party I was planning for my own daughters.
On that fateful day, the day my twins turned nineteen, I woke up with my pussy throbbing more than usual. I wanted to masturbate so bad . . . but I also wanted to save it all for the fun and games I hoped that the day would bring. I quickly slipped a robe on over my night slip and went down stairs to get the coffee and breakfast started.
I sat at the breakfast table sipping my coffee waiting for my two "little" lovelies to rouse themselves and come downstairs, and with each minute that passed I was getting more and more nervous about what I had planned for them. Today being their birthday, they had taken the day off from work allowing them to sleep in a bit. Finally they made their appearance.
"Happy birthday, girls," I said. I watched as they approached me. They were wearing only the white silk night slips that they had slept in.
"Thank you mom," they said in unison as they came at me from opposite sides. They kissed me on the sides of my face simultaneously. I was only too aware of their sexiness as they kissed me—each of them with one hand under my chin and one hand on my shoulders. Their long blonde tresses cascaded down their necks and mine, their kisses like a light summer breeze.
Their closeness and the musky womanly odors emanating from behind the hemlines of their short slips stimulated all of my senses. I wondered if they had played with themselves last night like I had done? Or perhaps they had played with each other as I'd seen them do in the past? And that thought sent my pussy to gurgling more than the coffee pot on the stove.
I watched as they went over to the coffee pot to pour their own coffee, their pert asses jiggling and vibrating underneath their shinny tight slips as they walked. And when they reached up to grab their coffee cups from the cupboard, those tight little slips lifted and showed me their bare butts. And I thought, how nice it'd be to fondle those cute bums—especially if one, or both of them, were sitting on my face. Perhaps today it might actually happen?
When they sat down at the table the looks on their downcast faces told me that they had expected to see presents on this, their birthday, and were disappointed that there were none.
"Sweeties," I said, "I don't have any fancy wrapped presents for you this morning, but I do have a big surprise planned which will be better than any wrapped present could ever be."
"What is it mom?" Tiffany asked.
"Finnish your breakfast first, and then I'll tell you."
After we put our dishes to in the washer they stood on either side of me sort of pinning me against the sink.
"Okay, mom," Brittany said, "what is this big secret you have for us?"
"Yes, please tell us mom," Tiffany said as the two of them pressed their hips against mine, their arms around my waist..
"Well," I said, licking my suddenly dry lips, "you remember what you two little hussies gave me for my birthday?"
"Yeah?" they said in unison, remembering the vibrator and Lesbian incest porn DVD they'd given me.
"You liked it, didn't you mommy?" Tiffany said.
"Y-y-y-yes, I did. And I got to thinking that since you two sweeties gave me something so sexy for my birthday that I ought to do the same for you—except that I'm going to up the ante for you."
Both of their faces lit up. They turned towards me, each putting a hand on my shoulder.
Brittany said, "oh, mommy, that sounds exciting."
"What is it?" Tiffany pressed her body harder against mine.
"Well . . . , there's this lady that sells . . . uh . . . marital aides . . ."
"Oh, you mean sex toys?" Brittany said.
"Okay, sex toys." I giggled, feeling my face turning redder than a beet. "Anyway, I've invited her over today, after lunch, to give us a demonstration of her . . . uh . . . products. And I'll buy you two any of her toys that you want."
"Oh, Brittany!" Tiffany said, grinning at her twin, "mommy's gonna give us a sex party!"
"Oh, beautiful, sexy, wonderful mommy!" Brittany said as both girls leaned in to give me a kiss. But this time it was no ordinary peck on the cheeks. Instead they vied for space on my lips taking turns slipping me a little tongue.
And I felt like I was floating on clouds, like I did with Harriet and her daughter Muffy the other day. So incredibly erotic it was. Kissing another woman is erotic enough, but having my own daughters giving me a little tongue, however slight, was mind blowing.
As they both got a little bolder when I didn't push them away, they began to insert their tongues a little deeper into my mouth.
I put my arms around both of them to hold them in an embrace.
They each put a hand on one of my tits.
"Oh, sexy, sexy mommy," each of them kept repeating in between kisses as they began to feel me up through my robe.
My own hands soon found their way down to their bums which I eagerly fondled while they teased my nipples that were now so erect they tented through my night slip and my robe. They pressed their bodies in so tight to me they could begin to rub their crotches against my hips, and the heat of their cunts went right through me stoking the fire in my own all the more. And their nipples, so hard and erect through their nighties as they rubbed them side to side against my arms. All of this just fried my brain so much I thought it would explode and send the top of my skull through the ceiling.
