"Wake up, squirt," Amber said to her younger sister, giving the eighteen-year-old a good shake. Even though she was only a year older than Becky, she always called her squirt. "It's Christmas morning. Time to get up."
"What time is it?" Becky asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"It's almost nine," Amber said, stepping back so she could get a better look at her hot little sister, as she threw the covers back to get out of bed. "Mom must have let us sleep in."
Becky quickly sat up, the excitement of the day finally sinking in. Although they weren't dirt poor, they did not have a lot of money. Their mom, Debra, had always tried to make Christmas special for them. She was a single mom, and had always worked hard to provide for her girls. She had always tried her best to give them whatever they wanted, no matter what it was. She would often deny herself things she wanted or needed in order to get things for her daughters. The girls knew this and appreciated everything she did for them. They truly loved their mother, and rarely gave her any problems.
"I love Christmas," Becky said, as she quickly slipped on a robe for warmth. Both girls usually slept in long t-shirts, and not much else, so the robe was a very necessary item.
The girls scampered to the living room, and found it dominated by a large cardboard box. Taped to the side of the box was a note. Amber pulled the note off, and read it out loud to her sister, when she saw it was addressed to the two of them.
"Girls.
Had to go out on an errand. Will be back soon. Don't wait for me. Go ahead and open the big box, its sort of a special gift, that won't wait. I hope you like it, because I think it's what you wanted.
Love, Mom."
"Do you think we should?" Becky asked, running a fingertip over the edge of the box.
"Mom's note said it was ok," Amber said, wondering what could be inside a box so big. The size of the box was so impressive, she knew that whatever was in there must have been very expensive for their mother.
Suddenly curiosity got the better of the two girls, and they ripped the top open in a flurry of flying hands.
"Merry Christmas," their mother shouted jumping up, when the top opened.
Both girls staggered backwards in surprise, not only from their mother popping out of the box, but from the fact that, except for a stickon bow covering each nipple, and one stuck to her neatly trimmed pubic hairs, as well as a large red ribbon tied around her waist and a smaller one tied around each wrist, ankle, her throat, and one used to pull her hair back in a ponytail, she was stark naked.
Amber was the first one to speak, "What the hell is this, Mom?"
"I'm sorry to scare you girls," Debra said, climbing out of the box as gracefully as she could, but still giving the girls a very good view of her secret places. "But, I just couldn't resist it."
"Mom," Becky stammered, unable to take her eyes off of her mother's beautiful body. She figured her mother must be cold, because despite the bows, her nipples were standing straight out like pencil erasers. "You're not wearing any clothes."
"How nice of you to notice, dear," the woman replied, reaching out to stroke the side of her youngest daughter's face.
"What gives?" Amber repeated, staring straight at the older woman's crotch.
"I've been trying to figure out what you two wanted, or needed for Christmas," Debra said, reaching out to take the girls' hands. "Most of the things you wanted I couldn't afford. Well over the last year I accidentally found both of your diaries, while I was cleaning, and, I'm sorry girls, but I read them."
"That's ok," the girls mumbled in unison, kicking the floor in embarrassment.
"At first I was shocked, and then I was flattered," Debra continued, pulling her girls closer. "It seems both of you wanted to have sex with me. So after a lot of soul-searching, I decided to give you what you said you wanted."
The girls looked at each other in total shock. Their mother had first discovered and now revealed their deepest darkest fantasies. Each had thought that they were the only one that harbored lustful thoughts about their sexy thirty-six year-old mother. Now they found out that both of them had had the same taboo desires. And, now, here they were being held by the naked cause of those desires, and it seemed she was giving them the chance to live out those fantasies.
"So what do you think?" Debra asked, her eyes going from one girl to the other, hoping she had been right, and had not ruined their relationship. "Did I get you the right gift?"
"Um, ah," Becky stammered, not sure what to say to the naked woman, she had just slipped her arm around.
Amber knew exactly what to say, nothing. She leaned in and planted a not too subtle kiss on her mother's full pouting lips. It was definitely not your typical mother-daughter kiss. Her hand went to the back of the older woman's head and held her as her tongue pushed between Debra's moist lips and explored her warm oral orifice.
As she kissed her mother, the older girl remembered the comment she had made in her diary. "I don't know why the guys aren't flocking around mom. She is so hot. I know if I ever got the chance to jump her bones, I'd make sure to rock her world." She had heard the line in a movie and liked the sound of it, even if it did sound kind of hokey. Well, she had just been given the opportunity of a lifetime and she wasn't going to pass it up.
As Amber's long tongue freely explored her mouth, Debra wondered what her other daughter thought about this. She suddenly got her answer when she felt a bow being removed from her nipple and replaced by a pair of warm lips and sharp teeth. She moaned into Amber's mouth as the girl nursed at her breast as she had when she was young.
Suddenly Debra felt a hand pushing between her legs, so she spread them slightly allowing easier access to her dripping wet pussy. She couldn't tell who's hand it was at first, but soon figured it had to be Becky's, as for some reason she felt that Amber would be a bit more aggressive. The gentle probing of her sex could only be her youngest daughter.
As Becky suckled on her mother's breast and fingered her twat she remembered what she had written in her diary. "I saw mom naked as she was getting out of the shower today. God is she hot. I don't know why she doesn't have a boyfriend, or a girlfriend. I sometimes wish I were a guy so I could fuck her." While she had been unsure at first, seeing her sister give her mother a tonsillectomy with her tongue was enough to make up her mind for her. She was ready to live out her dream.
Amber continued to probe her mother's wet mouth, and was quite pleased with the older woman's response. She then decided to probe a little lower, so she slid her hand down her mother's belly only to find her sister's hand already occupying her target. Amber was not a girl to be unnerved by little setbacks, so she slid her hand back up her mother's belly and began to caress the breast that wasn't being sucked on by her sister, knocking the bow off in the process. She then slid her other hand from the back of the older woman's head down her back, over her well-rounded asscheek, slowly sliding her fingers into her buttcrack. Debra gasped when she felt her daughter's finger start to caress her puckered anus.
"You wouldn't," Debra gasped, pulling away from her daughter's liplock.
Amber smiled wickedly and shoved her finger palm deep into her mother's ass. This caused Debra to rock forwards slightly pushing Becky's fingers deeper into her pussy. Debra gasped, and rocked backwards pushing Amber's finger deeper into her butt. She was caught between the two girls in an endless cycle, and all three of them were enjoying it.
"Amber, take..." Debra began to protest, only to be silenced by her younger daughter covering her mouth with her own.
It was Becky's turn to kiss her mother, and her style was a bit different from her older sister's. Instead of pushing her tongue down her mother's throat, she used her tongue to tease her mother's tongue out of her mouth. When it entered her daughter's orifice, Becky latched onto it, and began sucking on it as if she was trying to pull it out of woman's mouth. The pain in her mouth distracted her momentarily from the discomfort in her ass, as Amber continued to probe her, adding a second finger.
"My God!" Debra gasped, when Becky let go of her tongue, and moved back down to suckle on the tit that was already slick with her saliva. "You girls are going to drive me crazy. I don't think my legs will support me much longer."
"We'll keep you up, mom. Won't we Becky?" Amber said, letting go of her mother's tit just long enough to respond, as she pushed her two fingers deeper into her mother's clutching rectum. She immediately went back to nursing at her breast.
"Oh, yeah," Becky responded around the nipple she was working on, and pushing a third finger into her mothers dripping twat. "I don't think you could fall down, even if you wanted to."
Debra groaned as her hips rocked back and forth on their own, impaling her on her daughter's probing fingers. She was surprised to find that the initial discomfort in her ass had been replaced by a warmth that was spreading and joining with the tingle from her clit, to push her ever higher up the slope of Mount Orgasm.
"I wish I had a cock," Amber gasped, letting her mother's nipple drop from her mouth with a bounce.
"Box," was all Debra was able to gasp.
With a giggle, Amber yanked her fingers out of her mother's butt, causing the woman to moan at the sudden loss, and ran to the box. She rummaged through the paper that was inside, and came up with a pair of strapon dildos, a couple of regular vibrating dildos, and a bottle of K-Y jelly.
"Looks like we hit the mother-load, sis," Amber said, holding up the loot.
