I couldn't get Connie out of my mind. I'd just discovered that my 20-year-old daughter had slept not only with my sister, Delia, but also with her twin brother, Kurt. Don't get me wrong - I wasn't judging them or angry with them. In fact, the way I found out was when my sister and I became intimate for the first time. That led to an unbelievable time of lovemaking with Kurt - my first cock in many years. He opened me up in many ways - not only my pussy, but my mind to the possibilities of family sex.
Delia had come to live with us temporarily while her home underwent renovation. Delia is the keeper of our family tradition - introducing her adult nieces and nephews to incestuous relationships with her and each other. Due to my own family situation, I had not participated with my generation's version of Aunt Cordelia, nor had my kids gone to my sister's when they turned 18.
That all changed when my very sexy and sensuous sister showed up. She first came on to Kurt, who eagerly stuffed his thick dick in her pussy. Connie spied them making love when they thought the house was empty. She confronted Kurt and Delia - and ended up making love to them both.
The three of us were in on the secret. So far, my youngest - 18-year-old Julia, suspected nothing (at least that's what I thought at the time). As Delia, Kurt and I lay fondling each other, I took the responsibility of telling my daughter I was fucking her brother and aunt! But how to do it?
I started observing Connie more closely. She's a gorgeous young lady. Her boobs aren't quite as big as mine (or Delia's) but are perfect for her petite figure. Her honey-blonde hair falls below her shoulders and is always perfectly shiny and full. Perhaps I just hadn't noticed before, but it seemed her clothes had gotten a bit more revealing than I remember. The day I decided to have a talk with her, she was wearing a very short red skirt, and a white clingy blouse - not unlike what her aunt wore around the house.
She moved about the kitchen, working with Delia on breakfast. Now that I knew they were having sex, I noticed little glances and smiles, touches or hands and even brushing past breasts as they prepared the meal. When she served at the table, I noticed her bending over as she put a plate of food in front of Kurt - the top of her blouse showing plenty of cleavage.
This only fed some dreams and fantasies I'd been having about her. After finding out that Delia was fucking her nieces and nephews, I dreamed of Kurt and Connie making love - and Delia licking her pussy. When I awoke, I found myself so wet that I masturbated to an orgasm.
As I invited Connie up for a morning tea in my large bedroom suite on one wing of our house, my mind was already conjuring up images of her naked body, legs open, having her brother's cock buried deep inside and bringing her to mind-blowing orgasms.
I know these aren't the thoughts a mother should probably have about her daughter. But we aren't a normal family.
"Hey, Mom!" Connie said, pushing open the door to my bedroom.
I'd been feeling very sexy lately so was wearing a short skirt myself, with a silky blouse that my pink bra showed through.
"Come on in, Connie," I said. "And close the door, okay?"
"Um, sure, Mom," Connie said suspiciously. "Am I in trouble or something?"
I laughed. "Not at all, honey. Look, I've got your favorite tea set out with your favorite blend. Come have a seat."
Connie sat next to me on the couch. I poured us tea and we let it steep.
"So... what's up?" Connie asked, a tentative tone in her voice.
I could tell Connie was uncomfortable. I didn't want to leave her on the hook long, but decided I'd play a bit before admitting what I'd done.
"How have you enjoyed Delia's visit so far?" I said, casually eyeing the steam coming off our cups.
Connie looked up at me. "She's pretty awesome, um, I'm surprised we never got together with her before this."
"You know why," I said.
"I do," Connie said. "I guess I never knew what a cool aunt we had."
"What do you like the best about her?" I said, teasing on the inside.
"Um," Connie said. "She's really pretty, don't you think?"
"Absolutely. Stunning really," I said. "And sort of sexy, yes?"
Connie nodded her head. "For an aunt, I guess."
"Oh, I think for any woman!" I said, picking up my teacup. "Don't you think any guy - or girl for that matter - would be attracted to her? Would want to, well, do things with her?"
"Mom!" Connie said. "I've never heard you talk like that. You mean guys and girls would want to have sex with her?"
I laughed. "That's exactly what I'm saying."
"Well," Connie said, staring at her cup, "I guess you're right. She is so sensual. It's hard to resist her charms."
"That's for sure," I said, taking a sip.
Connie stared at me. "Why are you talking this way? She's your sister after all."
"True," I said slowly. "Don't tell me you haven't had maybe just the tiniest fantasies about what she would be like, in bed?"
"With my aunt?" Connie said, a bit too incredulously.
She picked up her cup but didn't take a sip.
"Mm hmm," I said, setting my cup down.
"That's incest," Connie said, still staring at me.
"Mm hmm," I said, smiling just slightly.
"And, um, that doesn't, um, offend you?" Connie said.
"Should it?" I said. "We're attracted to whom we're attracted to, I say."
"Mom..." Connie said, setting down her cup. "It's sounding almost as if you... and Aunt Delia... that you and her have..."
"Mm hmm," I said, still smiling.
Connie's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "I, uh, I... don't know what to say. You had sex with your sister?"
"Oh yes I did," I replied. "It was the first sex I'd had in many years and was absolutely incredible!"
Connie sat there, staring at me. I could see the wheels turning in her head. Should she admit that she too had been intimate with my sister?
"You all right, Connie?" I asked, putting my hand on her thigh.
"Yeah, um, sure. It's just a bit shocking, you know?"
"Really?" I said. "How so?"
"Well," Connie said, "not shocking maybe because, well, you know, she is very sensual and, um, open to being intimate with... you know."
"More than just a sister?" I said.
"Um, yeah," Connie said. "Did she say something about us?"
"She may have let it slip," I said, trying to let her off the hook.
"Oh!" Connie said, alarmed. "And, um, how do you feel about it?"
I paused for effect. "To be perfectly frank," I said, putting on a serious expression, "thinking of Delia's tongue on your pussy made my pussy seriously wet!"
"Mom!" Connie said, her eyebrows raised again.
"I know, I know," I said, smiling. "You didn't know I had such a naughty mind, did you?" I stroked her thigh gently. "I guess I've been hiding myself away for so long that when the door to my sensuality opened, I saw all kinds of possibilities. Besides, Delia wanted to make sure I was okay with you and her being in a sexual relationship."
"And... are you?" Connie asked, watching my fingers stroke her.
"Very much so," I said.
Connie looked up into my eyes. "That's a relief."
"Sorry, didn't mean to string this out. I just haven't been able to get you out of my mind - you and Delia, you and..."
"And?"
"Connie, since being intimate with Delia, have you ever thought about others, um, maybe even me?"
I could see the wheels turning again. Connie stared at my fingers, then her eyes traveled up, pausing on my chest. I could tell my nipples were poking out - and I wanted them to. I wanted to show Connie how turned on she was making me.
"Are you, um, turned on right now?" Connie asked, her eyes not leaving my chest.
"I am," I said. "Very."
"About me?" she said.
Connie looked up into my eyes. I nodded. "Does that bother you, that your own mother is lusting after her daughter?"
Connie paused for a moment, then put her hand on top of mine. "Not only does it not bother me. I'm very aroused by the idea. Can't you tell?"
With that, she parted her legs. I saw a large dark stain on the front of her panties. She was so wet that I could see the outline of her labia clearly in the satiny fabric.
"I turn you on?" I said, staring at her crotch and having an itchy feeling in my own.
"I never imagined I'd want to lick the pussy of my own mother, but Aunt Delia opened my eyes to so much. It got my mind thinking about you. I've even been fantasizing about what you look like nude."
I shifted myself. Her words so aroused me that I felt a little squirt of liquid come out of my pussy.
"We don't have to just imagine," I said. "I think I need to get out of my panties anyway."
I opened my legs and looked down at my crotch with Connie. Moisture was dripping out of the sides of my panties and running down my thighs.
"Wow!" Connie said, her hand moving to her own crotch.
I stood and slowly undid the side zipper to my skirt. I let it fall to my feet, revealing my pink, juice-soaked panties. Connie was mesmerized, her fingers rubbing her pussy.
"Want me to do more?" I asked, a little shy around my daughter for some reason.
"Uh huh," Connie answered, staring at my panties.
I gently pulled at the waistband and edged them down, slowly uncovering my waxed mound, then the top of my labia, and finally - my whole pussy. I stopped there.
"Oh wow, Mom," Connie said. "Your pussy is beautiful. It's so swollen!"
"I know," I said. "I'm so turned on right now! Stripping in front of you is so arousing!"
"For me too," Connie said, putting her hand down the waistband of her panties. I could see her fingers moving across her pussy, pushing up on her panties as she rubbed herself.
I pulled my panties the rest of the way off, then began to unbutton my blouse. Connie started fondling one of her breasts, squeezing it and taking a nipple between her thumb and index finger.
I sloughed off my blouse and undid the clasp of my bra. Connie's eyes were fixed on my breasts as I let my bra fall from my arms and onto the floor. I was now totally nude in front of my daughter.
"Mom... your breasts... so big... and your nipples!"
"You can touch me if you want," I said.
I sat back down and took Connie's hand from her breast, placing it on mine. Her touch lit a fire in me. She squeezed it.
"So firm!" she said.
Her fingers closed on a nipple, sending incredible signals of pleasure from my tits to my crotch.
"Mm!" I moaned, watching her hand. "Can you, um, do you want to kiss them?"
Connie looked in my eyes and nodded. She leaned in and the moment her mouth and tongue touched my nipple I gasped, and my chest rose towards her in response.
"Oh! Connie, that feels incredible. Oh!"
Connie sucked in on one nipple, while tweaking the other. She pressed her palm into my breast, compressing my nipple and sending more pleasure through me.
She came off my breasts and sat inches from me. "I, I want to kiss you, Mom," she said.
I brushed some blonde hair from her face and tilted my head slightly, edging towards her. Our lips met - hers were so soft and warm, her taste so delicious. We pressed into each other, the hunger growing. I opened my mouth and felt her tongue penetrate me. I nearly jumped at the good feelings her tongue gave me.
As we broke off, I held her by the shoulders. "You have on too many clothes, Connie," I said.
"Can you take them off?" she asked.
I smiled. "With pleasure!"
I unbuttoned her blouse, and she let it fall from her shoulders. Her black bra was lacy and showed a lot of cleavage. Connie reached behind and unclasped it. I removed it from her arms.
"You are so beautiful!" I said, admiring her bosom.
"I'm glad you like them," she said. "You can touch me too if you like."
"I'd like that very much," I said.
