A Family Ritual - Sex Stories

A Family Ritual

... head to Liz. My eldest sister smothered the inside of each thigh with kisses. Moving ever upwards to her goal. My heart was pounding, the pressure of Ella's teeth had me squirming. Then Liz's tongue touched my clit and the twins had to hold me down as feelings exploded in me.

I cried out with that first scintillating intimate contact. My body heaved. And then her tongue was in me and she became my world. I felt the twins' arms laid on me, their hands caressing me, but only dimly. What was in crystalline focus was Liz and her tongue probing my interior, making me moan, then again cry out, and then scream as I lost all control and my body convulsed, my senses hopelessly overloaded.

This was it. This is what she had wanted for me. The intoxicating nexus of sisterly love and unbearable arousal. My first orgasm had not passed before the second began to build. I pushed up off of the bed, craving her deeper, closer. Wanting the burning, tingling to last forever. Then screaming again as I let go. Let go as I never had before. Liquid spraying from me as my flesh was wracked with intolerable pleasure, and my nerves shredded with impossible stimulation.

Eyes tight shut, and still shaking from the aftershocks, I felt Liz clamber up me. The twins moved back slightly to ease her passage. I opened my lids to see my own eyes staring at me with the most immense tenderness and love. And then she kissed me, my own juices tasting so sweet. She briefly pulled back. "I love you too, Tiffany. So, so much." And then her tongue was in my eager mouth again.

As Liz kissed me, I sensed Ella moving and Liz rolled to take her place at my side, our lips still pressed together. I felt Ella's hands on my thighs and then her tongue lapping at my dripping opening. I knew that I had merely reached the end of the beginning. Who knew what heights of ecstasy and love the day would hold for me?

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