Lucky in Love, Chapter 6

  • Posted on August 18, 2015 at 12:14 pm

By JetBoy

I bent to whisper in Beth’s ear. “Shall we go play with your sister and Gran?”

She twisted her head to beam at me. ”Yes, Mama!” she lisped.

Taking my baby girl’s hand, I got up, went over to the sofa and sat down next to Mom. She turned to me, placed a hand behind my head and pulled me to her, crushing her mouth to mine in a hard kiss. That surprised me, I had to admit, but I quickly responded, my tongue meeting and engaging hers. Meanwhile, Beth climbed onto the sofa to seat herself on my thigh, burying her face in my breasts.

Chelsea was now standing on the other side of my mother, and when Mom and I finally parted, she shyly asked, “Can I have a kiss too, Grandma?”

Without hesitation Mom took my adolescent girl’s hand and drew her close, and their mouths met in a kiss that quickly grew hot and heavy. Chelsea had an incredibly sexy little mouth, and she knew how to use it. My mother moaned in astonishment as this naked young girl — her own grandchild — kissed her like a lover.

Beth tugged at Chelsea’s hand while her big sister was tongue-fucking Grandma. When the older girl turned to her, Beth piped, “Play with me now, Chelly.”

Chelsea knelt before her nude baby sibling, wrapping both arms around her. They hugged tightly, their bare, girlish bodies pressing together, then Chelsea bent to press her mouth into the hollow of Beth’s throat, making my baby girl coo in delight. My mother and I held one another, watching as my preteen’s tongue emerged, licking a path down to Beth’s flat chest. flicking at the rosy tip of her baby sister’s nipple a few times before taking it between her lips.

The sight inflamed me, as it always did when I watched my girls make love, and my mother’s body felt delicious against mine. So I turned back to Mom, kissing the woman who had given birth to me with a hunger I’d never imagined myself possessing for her. She returned my passion measure for measure, her tongue boldly probing my mouth. For the first time, I wondered if an appetite for lesbian incest ran in our family.

Finally breaking our kiss, Mom grasped my shoulder so tightly it hurt. “I’ve had fantasies about you and me, Mary… ever since you became a teenager. Maybe even before then.” Her fingers stroked my cheek. “I thought for sure that you were completely straight, though.” She slowly licked her lips, transfixing me with predatory eyes. “How about it, baby doll? Want Mommy to fuck you?”

She hadn’t called me that since I was a child. This was an aggressive side of my mother that I’d never seen before, and I had to admit that it really turned me on.

“Yes, Mommy,” I replied in my best little-girl voice, “I wanna be fucked.”

My daughters paused in their loving to gape at me as I pretended to be a pubescent girl for Mom’s pleasure. Then they turned back to one another, joining in another hungry kiss. As for my mother… well, she responded with a wicked grin. ”Good girl,” she crooned. Reaching down for her dress, she spread it out on the carpet, then parked herself where it lay. “C’mere, sweetie. You’re growing up, ready to learn new things… so I’m going to teach you Mommy’s favorite way to make love.”

Wondering what Mom had in mind, I slid off the couch to the floor. My mother engaged me in a brief but extremely heated tongue kiss, then said, “Okay… sit back so that you’re leaning on your hands, with one knee up.”

I quickly obeyed, and Mom scooted beneath my raised leg, moving toward me until her pelvis was nestled between my thighs. She positioned herself so that we were facing each other, our vulvas about three inches apart. “There,” she murmured. “Now, baby doll… this is how it’s done.”

I opened my mouth to reply but the words died on my lips, a long moan emerging instead as Mom moved into me, pressing her warm, wet sex into mine. Jesus, it felt good. Our womanly heat met and mingled, and my moan was choked into a squeal when my mother began to roll her hips, rubbing our cunts together.

“Fuck me back, honeybunch,” Mom panted.

Grabbing my mother’s leg to brace myself, I began to thrust against her. It was awkward for a moment, then we fell into a mutual rhythm, our bodies rocking in time.

The feeling of Mom’s heated flesh swabbing against mine was exquisite, sending glittering sparks of pleasure cascading behind my eyes each time her sex brushed my clitoris. She was dripping wet, as was I; and our combined fluids flowed freely. This overflow from our crazed cunt-fuck would probably seep through Mom’s dress to stain the carpet, I knew — but right then, neither of us cared.

I glanced up in mid-thrust to see Chelsea and Beth seated together on the couch above Mom and I, both drinking in the sight of our heated coupling. Beth was nestled in big sister’s arms, eyes dreamy with pleasure as Chelsea lightly fingered her babyish slit. Beth turned her head to smile at her older sibling, and their mouths met in a brief but intensely loving kiss. Then they broke apart, turning back to watch me and their grandmother, clearly enjoying the show we were putting on.

My gaze shifted back to Mom. I couldn’t kiss her right then, much as I wanted to, so I pressed my lips to her knee, still hugging her leg to my breasts while our bodies moved together in a lewd dance of forbidden desire. I stared deep into the eyes of this incredible woman who had given me life — and was now offering me herself as a lover — telling her without words how much I wanted this. God, this felt so natural, so inevitable – like destiny. Why had it taken so many years for us to unearth this hidden passion? I spread my thighs further apart, opening my cunt even wider for Mom.

I saw Chelsea nuzzle Beth’s ear, then whisper something to her, and my four-year-old nodded eagerly. Beth got on her hands and knees, facing away from Chelsea on the sofa. Bending down, she presented her bottom to big sister, who was now kneeling closely behind her.

I felt a surge of excitement, knowing what was about to happen. “Look, Mom,” I panted, tilting my head toward the girls.

My mother turned her head just in time to see Chelsea place a tender kiss upon Beth’s left buttock, then the right. Moistening her lips, she then gently parted her baby sister’s cheeks and dipped down to trail her tongue through Beth’s asshole. A happy sigh escaped my youngest girl’s lips, her head resting on the edge of the couch as she watched me and Mom through pleasure-glazed eyes.

Chelsea licked at her sibling’s anus with long slippery strokes, then kissed her there, pressing her mouth into the narrow cleft of Beth’s bottom.

“My God — th-that’s incredible,” my mother gasped, the motion of her hips slowing as she watched Chelsea rim her sister. I knew how she felt. My daughters adored one another so intensely that watching them make love was always a breathtaking experience.

It got to Mom, that was for certain. Because seconds later, she was fucking me even harder, her cunt grinding into mine in a lustful frenzy. I gave as good as I got, my pelvis churning wildly, our pussies making squishing sounds as we forced them together.

“Do you like this, sweetie?” Mom hissed, those big breasts bobbing with each lunge of her lower half. “Does m-my little girl enjoy it when Mommy fucks her this way?”

Damn, I had no idea my mother was this perverted, but I’d take this madness as far as she wanted it to go.

“Yes, Mommy,” I moaned, still pretending to be an adolescent. “It’s s-so nice… I don’t wanna d-do this stuff with stupid boys – only you.” Just then, some part of Mom’s vulva pressed hard against my clitoris — and I gasped, seeing stars. “Oh! Oh GOD, Mommy yes – fuck me, please. Fuck me!” And she did.

As Mom and I pumped against one another, creating this sweet, sticky and utterly delicious friction that felt like no sex I’d ever had before, I glanced up at the couch to see what my girls were doing. A ripple of excitement flowed through me as I saw Chelsea and Beth arranging themselves in a 69 position.

Because of the difference in their heights, my daughters had to lie on their sides in order to lick each other at the same time, so my mother and I were confronted with a gorgeous sight: the pink peach of Beth’s bottom, her little legs spread apart with Chelsea’s face nestling between them, mouth fastened to baby sister’s slit. We could only see the back of Beth’s head framed by Chelsea’s thighs, but from the little sounds of pleasure that my oldest daughter made, we knew that my youngest was giving just as well as she was getting.

Me and Mom continued to fuck while we watched the girls make love. I was bathed in sweat, getting a little winded from this intense workout. The fire that raged in my cunt wouldn’t let me stop, though, or even slow down.

And suddenly I was coming hard, the walls, ceiling and sky crashing down about me as my body screamed in pure ecstasy. Or was I actually screaming myself? Right then, I had no idea. All I could do was buck my hips furiously, grinding my throbbing vulva against Mom’s.

Somewhere in the blinding red haze of pleasure I heard a strangled cry, felt my mother’s body jerk — and then I knew that she was climaxing, too. Her fingernails bit into my thigh as she clutched it, and that drove my orgasm to its final peak. I stiffened, every inch of me gone rigid for an unimaginable few seconds. Then the instant passed, and I went limp, utterly spent.

I fell back, my head hitting the carpeted floor with a dull thump. Somehow I managed to roll to one side, disentangling my legs from Mom’s before letting myself relax. I was damp all over, and could feel the thick shag carpet plastered to my back.

“Wow,” I heard Chelsea say, her voice filled with quiet awe. Turning my head toward her, I allowed my eyes to drift open. She and Beth had broken their lover’s clinch to watch us come. “That was so cool, Mom… will you do that with me?”

“An’ me!” squeaked Beth, giggling with delight.

I roll my eyes. Kids. Where in God’s name do they get the stamina? “Let Mama catch her breath, girls,” I mumbled, “then we’ll play s’more…”

My eyes slowly closed, returning me to that friendly darkness. Then they fluttered open again when Mom climbed on top of me, her body damp and amazingly warm.

“I love you, baby,” she whispered, then kissed me hungrily, exploring my mouth with her tongue. I submitted to her passion, parting my thighs to feel her thick, matted bush pressing into my sticky cunt. Then she broke away, raising herself into a seated position. “Let’s all move into the bedroom, girls,” she cooed, “this floor’s too hard for an old broad like me.”

Somehow Mom and I made it to our feet. Taking the hands of the girls, we padded naked through the house, down the hallway to the master bedroom. Ever since I was a kid, Mom and Dad had shared this enormous bed, the widest I’d ever seen at that age, and it had room for all of us to stretch out comfortably.

Beth was first, toddling over to the bed and quickly clambering onto its springy surface, bouncing gleefully. Chelsea followed, grabbing her baby sister around the waist and flopping onto her back with a giddy little girl in her arms. Mom and I brought up the rear, lying down on either side of the youngsters.

The girls hadn’t come yet, so my mother and I centered our attention on them. Mom was caressing Chelsea, her hands gliding over my ten-year-old’s slender body, teasing her nipples to stiffness. As for me, I began to love little Beth with my mouth; starting with her lips and moving down.

Before long Mom and I were side by side, each with a pretty little girl straddling our faces. And as I licked lovingly at Beth’s silky-smooth slit, I could see Chelsea leaning over from her perch atop Mom’s mouth to kiss her baby sister. I felt Beth hum contentedly, her head tilted back to accept her older sibling’s offering of love.

Soon my mother and I had them both coming, my sweet daughters clutching at one another in the midst of their mutual rapture.

The rest of the afternoon passed in a glorious feast of sex, three generations of women coming together as lovers. No pleasure was forbidden, no part of our bodies unexplored. The wildest bit was when Mom took out this beautiful fake cock from a box in her closet, fastened it about her waist, then gave the girls a demonstration of how it worked, using yours truly as a very willing model. My cunt was still tender, so I had her give me anal instead, first getting Chelsea to moisten my crack with her tongue.

At first my daughters eagerly watched as Mom plowed my butthole, but they got so excited that they simply had to participate. My mother took over as master of ceremonies; first instructing Beth to crawl beneath me and kiss my pussy, then ordering Chelsea to kneel behind her while she fucked me and push one, two, then three fingers into her ample ass, working them in and out until Mom got sandbagged by her third orgasm of the day.

Eventually, we were all worn out and very, very satisfied. So we lay down together to rest, each of us finally drifting off to sleep. There was no real need to discuss what had happened. It seemed to go without saying that Mom was now a part of this; our trio expanded into a foursome.

*****

Three years down the line, our little incest quartet is still active. Dan, sweet lug that he is, hasn’t tumbled to the fact that all the women in his family are sexually intimate. He accepts it as a routine thing for me to take the girls to visit Grandmother every week or so for what we call “Ladies Night” while he’s at home. God, if he only knew what we get up to in Mom’s bed.

Hot and intimate as things are with my daughters, I don’t think of what I have with them as a real romance. Oh, I adore the girls, and the sex we share, but don’t see myself as being in love with them. Chelsea and Beth, though, are lovers in just about every sense of the word. Dan is bemused by the fact that they never seem to squabble, and insist upon sharing a bed every night; and you’ll always find Beth nestled in her big sister’s arms when the whole family is watching TV.

And when my man is away at the oil rig, the girls still cuddle together before the television set. Only then they are naked, touching one another as they kiss again and again. Let me tell you, it’s nearly impossible to stay focused on the program you’re watching when you have two nude little girls making love a couple of feet away. Often as not, I shed my clothes and join them.

I don’t know for certain how long I will continue to be sexually intimate with my children, but Beth and Chelsea have already made it clear to me that they plan to stay together for the rest of their lives. At seven and thirteen years of age, they have decided that they want to marry one day. I’m still thinking about what I can do to help my daughters realize their dream.

So my relationship with the girls is still mainly that of a mother, though one who has sex with her kids as a special treat. What I have with Mom, however, is more complicated. We really do think of ourselves as women in love. In fact, she is as much a wife to me as a parent. As much as I enjoy our orgies with the girls and the hot, hard fucking I get from Dan, the passion I share with my mother leaves me breathless and trembling like a smitten schoolgirl.

It’s a funny old life, but I feel like the luckiest woman in the world. One thing’s for sure — if love equaled wealth, I’d be a millionaire.

*****

This story is a reworking of “Sibling Envy,” written by Joaane, one of my very favorite Leslita authors. I’ve done adaptations of her work more than once, for my personal pleasure… much like an acoustic guitar player might work up a version of a John Coltrane melody to pass the time. In the case of this one, though, I wanted to make it public; and Joaane graciously granted permission for me to do so. Any flaws you unearth here are my responsibility, not hers.

10 Comments on Lucky in Love, Chapter 6

  1. Aliciamom says:

    O M G!!! That was so hot!!!!

  2. Anne Jones says:

    oh yesssss…..that was sooooo hotttt, exciting for me too……wow.

  3. JetBoy says:

    Infinite thanks to you both. This is one of the stories I’ve done that means a lot to me, and seeing it praised brings a tear of joy to the eye. You each get a long-distance hug. ;)

  4. babykeiko says:

    sheer… utter… lusty perfection!

  5. Incestlover73 says:

    Wow that is hot made so horny

  6. Tray21 says:

    Again fingers very busy!!!!!, I love the mother/daughter tribbing, making me so HOT would not believe, Keep up the good work,

  7. PJ says:

    Very erotic, sexy story!

  8. Poppabear or PoppaClyde2 says:

    Lovely story, JB. Reminded me of all those loving mothers I got to know so well on the dearly loved, and lamented, Story Friends Board.

  9. admatt says:

    A lovely story. Thanks for posting.

  10. Ric says:

    Very sexy really got me going. Thanks for posting

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