This is a sequel to the previous Sally adventures, again written for her but since so many of you enjoyed the previous stories Iâm posting it on the site for everyone. I hope when youâve read it you will take the time to give it a vote.
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I loved my sessions with mum and dad, whether one on one or as a threesome. The funny thing was the sex helped a lot with my relationship with both of them, especially with mum. We had grown so much closer our bond changed to become more sisterly rather than just a normal mother and daughter thing.
Mum and I made love frequently, you could say we were addicted to each otherâs pussy, so whenever we were on our own in the house, which we ensured was frequent, we made the time to make love. Our lovemaking was always very slow, gentle and relaxed, which often meant we lost track of time, making out for hours at a time, sucking, licking, stroking and fingering each others pussy and arse until we reached several climaxes in a session, it was always so amazing.
Often after our own making out it would be followed by us sharing dadâs huge cock, if he managed to get home early, but if John, my bother, was expected home mum would fuck dad on her own not wanting John to know about my sexual relations, no pun intended, with her and dad. Iâm sure at these times my parents felt sorry for me, thinking I wasnât getting enough or any cock other than dadâs for my tight young pussy, as I didnât have a boyfriend at the time and neither of them knew that John was making sure I was getting lots of his tasty dick whenever possible.
A few days after I had made love to my parents I told Linda. After everything we had gone through and done together, even sharing my brotherâs delicious cock, I considered Linda my best friend and someone I could trust. After all she was the one that introduced me to this amazing world of the incestuous bi slut and after having been with Linda sexually I couldnât very well discuss sexual matters like sleeping with my brother, dad, mum and brothers girlfriend with any of my other girlfriends.
When I told Linda about my experience with my parents she looked at me, a grin plastered across her beautiful face, finally she said,
âAlready been there, done that.â
Had I been sitting on a chair I would have fallen off. I knew about her and her brother, also called John, but had no idea she had had sex with both her mum and dad. Now thinking about it perhaps I should have guessed that no cock was safe from her and she would have by now experienced sex with her father, who was a complete hunk but I wouldnât have guessed about her mum, especially in a threesome.
Her mum, Mary, was gorgeous and knew it, she dressed the part, short skirts, low cut blouses, figure hugging jeans these were what she wore all the time, even round the house, but although she dressed very provocatively she still managed to come across as very prim, proper and strict. I was slightly taken aback that Linda had kept this experience secret from me and had waited for me to tell her my exploits with my parents before divulging her own. She must have read my mind or seen the hurt written across my face.
âSally I didnât tell you as I wasnât sure how you would react or if you would tell your brother who might not be as understanding. Iâve grown really fond of him these last few weeks and donât know how he would take it if he knew what else Iâve been up to, it may upset him and he might decide to finish with me and Iâm sure you wouldnât want that would you?â
I thought about what she had said and had to admit I could see her point and of course I didnât want my brother to finish with her. I loved her pussy and really enjoyed sharing his tasty cock with her, so I didnât tell her off for her lack of trust, instead I wanted to hear more about her experience and Linda was now happy to tell me all.
âThe first time was when we were on holiday in the South of France. It was a really hot day. John went off with this girl and it was jut me with mum and dad chilling out on the beach.
I had been watching the lifeguards on our stretch of the beach; we were near their changing rooms sunbathing. I was ogling all those muscle bound French studs most of the day and my pussy got really wet, not just moist, you know by now just how wet I get once I get horny.
Later in the afternoon we went back to the apartment to find the air conditioning unit had packed up in the lounge and the one in my room hadnât worked since the day we arrived. It was really hot and I sat on the chair, my legs apart trying to cool down, dad kept looking at me and I caught him whispering to mum but at that stage I wasnât sure what he was looking at. It was later that I found out my bikini bottoms had become completely transparent with the wetness from my pussy juices and the sweat, so that my hot cunny showed through the thin fabric of the bikini bottoms to the point that they may as well have been crutch less.
Mum had a drink then said she was going for a siesta in their room where the air conditioning was working and dad said he would join her. Then mum turned around as if with an afterthought and invited me to lie down with them as it was so hot. At first I was going to say no but looking at dad I saw he had a huge hard on, his cock was almost peeking out of the waistband of his trunks and I was sure he had been whispering to mum about letting him fuck her. I thought for a laugh Iâd put a stop to his plans by accepting her offer just to see his reaction and then change my mind to see the relief. As I accepted I looked at his face for signs of frustration but surprisingly it didnât show any so I decided to take mum up on the offer.
We went into their bedroom and mum made sure I lay in the middle, between them. I had only been laying there for a couple of minutes when quite unexpectedly I felt mum kissing me softly on the cheek then her hand moved down and she begun to run her finger along my slit.
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My god Linda your so wet down here and this bikini is so see through, I can see your pretty little shaved pussy, look Dave you can see all her pussy she might as well not be wearing any bottoms.
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She just continued running her finger tip up and down my slit making me even hornier than I already was. I desperately wanted her to plunge her finger inside my pussy there and then but she just continued stroking it gently with her finger tip. I felt I should make some protest. So I said something like oh mum stop that you shouldnât be doing that, stop it tickles, but at the same time pushing my mount against her finger which continued rubbing my wet pussy, I didnât move my hands to try and stop her of course my pussy was enjoying her attention too much for that.
Dad moved down to take a look as though it was the most natural thing in the world looking at your own daughterâs wet cunt while your wife strokes it.
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Oh yeah youâre right I can see it really clearly, it looks so pretty all shaved like that. It seems very wet, I wonder how wet it is, here let me feel it.
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The way dad spoke was as if he was talking to mum regarding some inanimate object. Dadâs hand moved down and I felt his hand as he cupped my quim in his palm, pushing mums finger tightly against my pussy lips.
Mum and dad continued their conversation as if I wasnât conscious and only my body was present as they sustained the running of their fingers along my vagina, which was by now gushing out with my juices.
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I think her little pussy is wet all the way inside Dave, look my finger is almost going in!
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Mum pushed her finger together with the thin material of the crutch into my pussy and wriggled it about as if to demonstrate the fact.