Part 1: Our First Time with Mom
My sister Alison and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. It was a Saturday night and neither of us had any plans. There was nothing on that was worth watching, and some how we had landed on Baywatch. After about a half an hour of making fun of the show, I started to realize that it was making me horny. When the entire cast of the show rarely wears anything less revealing then a bathing suite it is hard not to notice the hard abs, swelling breasts, and the occasional erect nipple.
Ali was sitting next to me on the couch in our family room. I leaned over toward her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She turned to me with a devilish smile on her face. "Have the scantily clad cast been getting to you too?" she asked before forcing her tongue into my mouth. I pulled her closer to me, savoring the sensations generated by our kiss. Reaching out, I grabbed hold of one of her breasts and started to massage it through the thin fabric of her T-shirt. It was already late, and the two of us were dressed for bed in long T-shirts, and panties. Alison went directly for my pussy. Her hand cupped my mound, rubbing it through my panties. I was already wet, and the moister quickly seeped through my underwear.
I have always enjoyed playing with my sister. Our tongues twisted together moving back and forth from her mouth to mine. I started to pull on her nipple through her shirt. Ali moaned into my mouth. She increased the ferocity of her attention on my pussy, and I released muffled moans into her mouth as well. Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I pulled it up an over her head, tossing it to the floor. Ali's magnificent tits were revealed. They were not huge, but about perfect in my estimation, large B cups. The nipples were standing fully erect, like eraser heads. I took one and then the other into my mouth, sucking and pulling them with my lips. Ali moaned her approval, and then took our activities up another level, by moving my panties aside and sliding a finger into my now dripping pussy.
Her fingers started to pump in and out of me, slowly increasing in pace. I moaned, as I pulled Ali's nipple into my mouth. I needed to taste my sister's pussy. I was so incredibly horny. I moved further down Ali's body, her fingers slid from inside me as my pussy moved out of her reach. I grabbed the crotch of her panties, and ripped them off; her moist pussy glistened in front of me. I needed to taste her so badly, but I wanted to make her beg, so I slowly circled her pussy with my tongue, not getting close enough to touch it. I could smell the odors of her excitement escaping from her opening. I slowly kissed my way down one thigh, and then the other. She started to rub her clit with her hand. "Oh no you don't," I said, "This pussy is mine; find your own to play with."
"Oh, Lisa, please eat my pussy. I need to feel your mouth on my clit." I didn't wait for any further invitation, and jammed my tongue into her pussy. I pulled her lips into my mouth, sucking her juices from them. She tasted sooo good. "Lick my clit, you slut."
Thinking that my sister had suffered long enough, I moved my attention to her clit, and sucked the little nub into my mouth, my tongue swirled around it, flicking across, and poking at her love button. "Ooooooooooohhhhhhhh," she moaned, "Fuck, Lisa, that feels good."
"That looks tasty."
I jumped at the sound of the new voice in the room. We were so enjoying each other, that neither of us had heard Mom enter the room. But there she was, standing over us, in her night gown. She had obviously come to wish us a good night, on her way to bed. In my state of extreme arousal, my sister's pussy juice still fresh on my lips, I noticed for the first time how very hot our mother was. It was a hot summer day, and she wore a thin night gown over only a pair of panties, clearly visible beneath. Her breasts swelled the neckline of her top, showing ample cleavage. I looked over at Ali, and saw in her eye's that she was having the same thoughts that I was.
"How long has this been going on?" she asked, seemingly completely unconcerned by the discovery that her daughters were fucking each other.
"About a year," I replied, as though this was no big deal. It had in fact become very normal for Ali and me. We often enjoyed each other when Ali was home on school vacation.
I could see that the strong scent of pussy in the air, coupled with the two of us naked (with the exception of the panties that I still wore soaked with my juices, and pulled aside to revel my swollen pussy), was starting to have some effect on Mom. Her nipples seemed to be a little more erect then they had been a few minutes ago.
"Well I didn't mean to interrupt, I just wanted to say goodnight. But, I think Ali was on the verge of cumming. You should finish what you started." With that, Mom turned to leave.
I now wanted to taste my mother's pussy more then anything. "How long has it been since you ate a nice tight pussy?" I called.
Mom looked over her shoulder. "Last summer when we were up at Aunt Jill's and Uncle Paul's," she replied. "Jill and I have been as close as you two since we were about your age."
Ali and I looked at each other; we had no idea that our mother had been eating her sister out, at the same time that we had first tasted each others pussies. Just thinking about it made my own pussy even wetter, which I had not thought was possible, I was so wet already.