As she put away the last of the dishes from her family's Thanksgiving meal, 41 year old Sharon Smith was in a funk. Frank, her husband of 22 years had run off with his 23 year old secretary, Tammy, in January. She had been blindsided. She was left with their 3 kids, all still living at home. Sara, a beautiful, petite 18 year old. Sara was 5'3 with a cute figure, tight round ass and perfect tits. She was, however, shy and kept to herself. Sharon had discovered a small stash of her toys while cleaning her room that included a large dildo, several different sized butt plugs, a double headed dildo and some anal beads. Sara spent most of her time alone in her room on her computer.
Then there was the twins, Sean and Scott. They were 21 and outgoing. They were popular and often had friends over. They stood 6'2 and were built athletically.
Sharon was 5'8. She was a little overweight and had large breasts that gravity had begun to work on. She didn't feel attractive, so she mainly stayed at home dressed in a T-shirt and sweats, or just a T-shirt and panties at night. She didn't have Sara's collection of toys but relied on her rabbit vibrator many evenings. Usually she fantasized about her boys' friends sneaking into her room and using her body, their young cocks leaving multiple loads of cum in and on her.
After cleaning the dishes, she sat in the living room with her kids. The boys were in boxers and T-shirts on the couch. Sara wore brief cotton panties and a halter top. Sara was proud of her body and was never shy about parading around her family in next to nothing. Even Sharon enjoyed staring at her. Sharon wore a T-shirt that just covered her cotton panties. Seeing her kids so scantily clad excited her and she noticed her nipples clearly poking through her shirt.
They talked about their plans for the holidays. Sharon said she'd just as soon not do anything. The kids immediately objected. "Mom, we have to get you out of this mood you're in," Scott said. "Yeah, you need some Christmas spirit," Sean added pouring a little more rum in her eggnog. Sharon looked at Sara for help. "Don't look at me, mom, I'm with them," Sara added, her leg hanging over the arm of the loveseat exposing her camel toe in her panties. Sharon stared at it a few seconds longer than she should have and when she looked up, Sara was looking into Sharon's eyes smiling. Sharon blushed. "Ok, I'm outnumbered. Tomorrow we'll decorate. I want Christmas lists by the end of the week. I'll try to relax and have fun, but I may need your help."
They all promised to make this Christmas unforgettable for their mom.
The boys went to their room, Sara stayed to talk. Both women were a little drunk. They'd always enjoyed an honest relationship but avoided getting too personal but the alcohol took away their inhibitions.
"Honey, I've cleaned your room often. You have to know I've seen your toy collection," Sharon started.
"Yeah, I got tired of sneaking into your room and taking yours," Sara replied.
"You've used my rabbit?!?!"
"Lots of times mom," Sara responded with a smile.
Sharon's eyes dropped quickly to her daughter's crotch, eyeing her young cameltoe briefly, imagining her vibrator pleasuring her beautiful baby girl. She looked back up; busted again.
Sara smiled, "why do you keep looking between my legs?"
Sharon blushed and stammered; she was speechless.
"It's ok mom. I'm flattered. You don't have to sneak, have a good look." Sara turned and spread her legs so that her mom had a head on view of her panty covered pussy; a small wet spot had developed where her excitement had begun to leak from her vagina.
Sharon took it all in. Her daughter was getting horny with her.
"Mom, you're way prettier than you give yourself credit for. I haven't been able to take my eyes off of your nipples all night. And I've been trying to peek at your pussy under your shirt. The boys' eyes got quite a workout darting back and forth between us."
Sharon was again speechless. Sara laughed, looked down at her mom's panties and said, "how about giving me a look?"
Sharon leaned back in her chair. She raised her shirt above her panties and shifted to face her daughter. She paused as she looked at Sara, noticing her daughter's eyes fixed between her legs, the wet spot on her panties growing more noticeable. She spread her legs for Sara. "Yes, mom, you're so sexy...so wet."
Sharon looked down. Her panties were soaked through. She also noticed her pubic hair sticking out the sides. Both women stared at the other-breasts, pussy, legs, faces.
"I'm going to buy you some more toys for Christmas mom. You need to expand your horizons," Sara smiled as she casually rubbed her pussy through her panties in front of Sharon.
"I've seen you looking at me and the boys. I've heard you masturbating many times; my room is next to yours."
Sharon knew the walls were thin. She'd heard her daughter's orgasms most nights and wondered which toy she was using and what she fantasized about. As her mother, she tried to masturbate quietly and thought she'd succeeded all this time.
"What do you think about when you finger fuck yourself mom?" Sharon grew excited hearing Sara ask her about finger fucking herself. Sara continued, "For me, it's always been about you and my brothers. Call me sick if you want, but I've seen the bulges in their boxers and swimsuits. My hottest fantasy involves you and me in a 69, you on top, with Scott fucking you from behind while I lick your clit and his hard shaft and his balls sliding over my face with every thrust; and Sean fucking me while you lick my clit, with him pulling out and fucking your mouth from time to time. After they cum, You and I lick their cum out of each other's vagina."
Sharon was no longer shocked, just horny. She had subconsciously been rubbing her pussy through her panties as her daughter described her fantasy.
"What about you mom, what goes through your head when you spread your legs and play with your beautiful, hairy, wet pussy?"
Sharon thought..."should she share this with her 18 year old daughter?" She laughed to herself and thought, "it can't get more taboo than Sara wanting them to eat her brothers' cream pies out of each other."
With a hesitant voice she said, "well honey," her eyes still transfixed on her daughter's masturbation, her hand now in her panties, the wet sounds making it clear that she was penetrating herself in front of her mother, "I like to watch your brothers and their friends in our pool and hot tub. I fantasize that they come in my room one at a time and fuck me, each one cumming at least twice. By the time the third one leaves, I'm covered and filled with all of their sperm."
"Third one? I hope you start including Sean and Scott in your fantasy. That would be five cocks fucking and cumming in and on you. I'd love to watch that unfold. But right now my goal is for just the boys to start fucking us. I'm going to make it happen soon."
With that Sara got up, hand still in her panties, fingers still sliding in and out of her vagina. She approached her mom, pulled her hand out of her panties and put them to her mom's mouth. Sharon licked greedily, moaning as she did. Once clean, Sara leaned down and gave her mom a long, slow, deep, wet kiss; her hands fondled her mom's breasts through her T-shirt and pinched her hard nipples. Their tongues wrestled as they moaned into each other's mouths.
