"Let's have a drink!" Chris suggested excitedly when she, Vic, Sally and Jack arrived at Vic's house, after her and Vic's big announcement at the restaurant. "I feel like celebrating, don't you all, too?"
"I've got a bottle of Champagne in the fridge, Chris. Let me go and get it. I'll put some music on, too."
Vic disappeared in the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with the cold bottle of Champagne she had bought on her way from work yesterday and four glasses. Soft music was playing in the background. She set the four glasses on the table and started filling them.
"Sally, Jack, you'll surely join us," Vic said and handed each of them a glass. This had been Chris' idea.
"Let's get them tipsy and see what will happen," Chris had suggested when they had discussed the evening on the phone. "I'd be surprised if they could hide their little secret much longer when they've had a glass of Champagne, and since the two of us will be giving up our secret, I think it's only fair they did the same."
It had taken Vic a while to agree to Chris' plan. She didn't know how to go about discussing their "secret", as Chris called it lightly, with her children. By all appearances, her children were fucking each other, committing incest. Did she not have to stop this? She had also been hesitant to give her kids alcohol. After all, both were underage, and she certainly did not condone underage drinking.
"I don't believe for one second that Jack hasn't had a beer or two at one of his College parties last year. And as far as Sally is concerned, I can't imagine that all the post-rehearsal parties she went to were high and dry, either," Chris had put things into perspective for Vic.
Jack and Sally looked at each other, as their mother was handing them their glasses. This was a first! Never in their life would they have imagined their mother would encourage them to drink.
"OK, mom. But just this one. It's been a long day and I'm dying to get to bed," Sally tried to sound casual. Her pussy was leaking after the fingering Jack had given her in the taxi, and she was dying to feel her big brother-boyfriend's hard cock deep inside her.
Jack's response was similarly unenthusiastic. "Yes, sure, thanks, mom," he said, trying to appear cool. His hard cock was aching. His sister had teased him all night, first under the table in the restaurant and then on the way back home in the taxi, too. At least, on the ride home, he had been able to get somewhat even with her by slipping his hands between her legs and fingering her very damp slit. His fingers were still a little sticky with her juices and he, too, was dying to be alone in the bedroom with his little sister-girlfriend.
"To love!" Chris raised her glass.
"To love!" The others joined her toast.
Chris put her hands around Vic's neck. Vic's hands rested on top her girlfriend's hips and the two women started to sway in the rhythm of the music.
Vic loved feeling her girlfriend's fingers on her neck. The tender play of her lover's soft finger tips against her sensitive skin never failed to excite her, and when Chris pressed her body tightly into hers, burying her face into her neck and swaying her hips in sync with hers, a wave of pleasure washed over her and her nipples got hard.
When Chris let her hands slide lower, down her lover's back, over her hips and onto her ass, groping it tenderly, Vic's excited cunt contracted and released a copious amount of its nectar into the tiny thong she had selected for the occasion. She felt her legs go weak for a second, and an inaudible moan escaped her slightly parted lips.
Chris took her cue and gently placed her lips over her lover's slightly opened mouth.
Jack and Sally looked at each other quizzically. They hadn't expected this at all. First, their mother almost forced Champagne onto them, and now they were about to become witnesses to her and her partner's passionate foreplay. This was certainly the signal for the siblings to make their retreat.
Sally was starting to feel the effect of the alcohol, and she was positive she didn't want to get drunk tonight.
"Good night, mom. Good night, Chris. I'm turning in." Sally put her glass on the table and got ready to go upstairs. "I'll see you in the morning, I guess."
"I'm turning in, too. Good night, you two." Jack's head was also starting to spin a little. Following his sister, he made his way upstairs, too.
Vic felt her lover's tongue lightly graze her lips as it entered her mouth, and she lightly sucked on it. It was Chris' turn to feel a rush of excitement run over her body, and her dripping cunt, too, shed some of its precious nectar, which was running down her legs, leaving a trail of wetness on the sensitive skin of her thighs. Chris was glad that she had removed her panties in the restaurant bathroom just before they left. She loved the feeling of her hot liquid on her thighs when she got excited.
"I'm not wearing any panties, honey." Chris whispered in her lover's ear. "My goo is dripping from my pussy and running down my legs. My cunt is so hot, it feels like molten lava is running down my thighs. Do you want to feel?"
Vic was eager to play with her lover's wet pussy, but she wanted her naked first.
She spun her lover around. Chris had her arms lifted up, holding on to Vic around her neck, giving her lover uninhibited access to all areas of her body, and she quickly unbuttoned her lover's blouse, exposing her heavy breasts, that were confined in a lacy bra. Vic was delighted when she found a front clasp. She quickly opened the bra and caught her lover's luscious tits in the palms of her hands.
Chris's tits were magnificent. Victoria had loved them ever since the first time they made love. They were plump, ripe and heavy, with small areolas and long, protruding nipples, like thick pencil erasers. Her breasts were a little bit saggier now than they had been when she had seen them for the first time 15 years ago, but they were still firm enough to stand proud off Chris' chest.
Victoria gently slid her hands across her lover's bare armpits, lightly tickling her sensitive skin, and continued to play with the heavy globes of her breasts, kneading the heavy flesh. Each time her fingers ran over her hard nipples, she pinched them hard between her thumb and forefinger, causing Chris to twitch lightly in a short, sharp jolt of pain.
