Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are professionals and good at what they do, so please don't try this at home; if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying this at home, please send all pictures and feedback about the experience to myself. Consider yourself disclaimed.
Reveille
Emily awoke the next morning to the sound of soft moaning and wet slapping coming from down the hall, in the direction of her older sister Naomi's room. She sat up sleepily and glanced over at her sister Cora's bed in time to see her pushing her masturbation kit back under her mattress. Cora sat back down on her bed and picked up the substantial rear plug she'd obviously just retrieved out of her masturbation kit and began to lube it thoroughly before she noticed her younger sister had also been awakened by the rhythmic noises coming from down the hall. Cora mouthed a silent, "Good morning," to her sister before setting the lubed plug conveniently on her nightstand and lying back down to pretend to be fast asleep.
"It's going to be one of those mornings," Emily thought to herself with much amusement as she rose slowly from bed; the large plug her mother had forced into her ass during the previous night caused her movements to be slow and measured. "Well, I'd better get myself used to it if mother is going to be taking a more personal role in my anal health," she continued. And, truth be told, Emily really wasn't all that upset at the turn of events her life had taken over the past night.
She made her way out into the hall with the bathroom as her anticipated destination. Overly large anal plugs did have a tendency to reduce a girl's bladder capacity and she needed to use the toilet in a bad way. Halfway there she had to pause outside of Naomi's room to observe the goings on inside. As she'd expected, Naomi was laying face up on her bed, legs tucked underneath her lithe body. Her weight was supported by her knees and shoulders, leaving her hands free to toy with her young breasts. Laura, their mother, was sitting on the bed between Naomi's wide spread legs administering to her daughter's needy asshole. The base of a massive plug clearly visible between the cheeks of the attractive cougar's shapely ass did not escape Emily's attention. Her mother had obviously been trying to stir Naomi to full wakefulness for quite awhile now, considering the progress she'd made at opening up her middle daughter's back hole this early in the morning.
Laura's forearm was pistoning into the younger woman's ass, from wrist to elbow, back and forth with forceful, determined strokes; the result of which caused Naomi's body to rock back and forth in rhythm of the impressive fisting. Naomi was squirming on the bed and moaning loudly with her back sharply arched. Her lacy black nightshirt was scrunched up just below her pert breasts while her fingers were crushing and rolling her very hard nipples as brutally as she could as her hips gyrated in rhythm to her mother's pounding forearm. Emily could clearly make out the outline of Laura's deeply embedded arm through Naomi's muscular stomach, as her mother's skilled hand rediscovered every nook and cranny of her sister's bowels. For her part, Naomi was doing her very best to force herself even farther down onto her mother's arm. Naomi had always been the most masochistic of Laura's five daughters; which was saying something for a family of overtly masochistic women!
Naomi's figure bore a strong resemblance to Emily's: toned and petite but with slightly larger C cup breasts atop her shapely frame. Where Emily, her oldest sister Amanda and their mother all had varying shades of red hair, Naomi had long luxurious brown hair which reached to the small of her back. She'd also done quite a bit of modeling since she was a teenager and never had to try very hard for the attention of the guys; or the girls for that matter. And her appetite for anal abuse, which was on full display to her younger sibling, was on par for all the Wilder women. It was a first-hand illustration of what Emily's own tender asshole should be expecting from her mother on what was almost certainly to become a regular basis from now on.
Laura jumped slightly as she just happened to notice Emily standing in the door-less entryway to Naomi's bedroom.
"Oh!" she breathed in obvious surprise, but expertly not breaking her arduous rhythm. "I didn't see you standing there. I apologize for the delay. I should be in to wake up you and your sister in a few minutes. Naomi here was just having a hard time shaking off the 'sleepies' so I figured I'd help her wake up with a healthy dose of endorphins," Laura said while looking back down onto her orgasming middle daughter. "An endorphin release first thing in the morning is so much healthier for a young woman that half a dozen cups of coffee, I always say," she continued, lecturing both of them, as she emphasized her point be driving her arm so hard into her daughter's spasming rear end that her elbow disappeared from sight. "Come to think of it, it would probably be healthier for me as well," she added as an afterthought as her mind was drawn to the slab of latex she'd hidden away up her own bum.
Naomi, who'd been orgasming steadily for over a full minute already now, screamed in ecstasy and went absolutely rigid while her mother, her arm still just past the elbow inside the younger woman's tightly clenched asshole, held finally still. Emily could see the muscles on Laura's upper arm flexing, and the outline of an arm and fist inside Naomi's abdomen, and knew her skillful mother was twisting and rotating her hand and forearm deep within her sister's rectum while Naomi rode her early morning orgasm out to its earsplitting conclusion.
"Why don't you go lay back down with Cora in her bed and mommy will be by in a minute to get you both up," Laura said politely to her youngest daughter while her middle daughter was still wrapped around her arm and in full, mind-shattering orgasm mode. "In fact, I'm sure you both have full bladders that need emptying, I know Naomi sure did," Laura commented while absent mindedly licking the salty taste off her lips. "She always did drink too much before she went to bed and she has no one else to relieve the pressure since Mary moved out. Why don't you two take care of each other's morning potty needs the way your mother and aunt Mollie always did when we were growing up together. It's a beautiful way for sisters to bond!" Laura commented knowingly.
She and her twin sister, Mollie, had always been instructed by their mother to do just that every morning before they got out of bed to start the day. It had been something they'd continued to do even after they'd left home and gone to college together; and, truth be told, whenever they'd slept under the same roof together for family reunions and holidays.
