Meeting the Birth Mother, Part III - Sex Stories

Meeting the Birth Mother, Part III

... wasn’t admitting to, because our mother lay back on the side of the pool and writhed in ecstasy under Cora’s ministrations. Cora spread our mother’s lobes wide and lapped, then slid three fingers inside and worked them in and out.

Our mother’s clit was engorged and stood out from its hood. Cora pushed the folds back even further and sucked and licked. Our mother grabbed Cora’s hair and pulled her face inwards, ramming her mouth into her cunt and onto her clit. Cora giggled as she increased her pace and slid a finger into our mother’s ass.

I admired the size of our mother’s clit – not for the first time. Somewhere in my connection with Sheena, the thought came that I hadn’t seen anything yet.

Sheena planted a kiss on my lips, a deep, soulful kiss. She lifted her breasts from the water. They were definitely bigger than our mom’s with wide, bumpy aureoles and long nipples. She pushed them into my face. I devoured them eagerly. My cock had come to full alert and was bumping against Sheena’s thighs. She reached down and pulled it up so she could rub it while I massaged, licked, and sucked her breasts.

After a moment, Sheena disengaged and moved to the side of the pool, laying out next to our mother. She spread her legs and motioned me between them.

Sheena was clearly our mother’s daughter. Meaty lobes surrounded the pink of her slit. I spread them gently and began licking. As I ran my tongue up to the top I encountered her clit. I pushed the hood back and sucked. ...

... It grew under my efforts and when I pulled back it was close to three inches long. “Told you so,” she said, out loud this time.

Our mother was grunting and groaning next to me as I sucked at my twin sister’s clit. Sheena lay back next to our mother. The two leaned gently into each other and kissed, then explored each other’s breasts with their hands.

Cora stopped and looked up. “I see a problem here,” she said.

“What?” I asked.

“There are three girls and only one cock. We need toys.”

“I’ll be right back,” our mom said and shakily climbed to her feet, still feeling the effects of Cora’s masterful work. Returning a moment later with a small duffel bag, she dumped it out onto a towel.

Before us were an assortment of amazing toys. Some were really basic, including a couple of average-sized strap-ons. There were three vibrators of various sizes and there were three monster dongs – one shaped like a cock, one shaped like a fist, and one shaped like a strange scaly lizard thing.

“I also have a bunch of bondage stuff too, but that doesn’t work well in the pool.”

I picked up a couple of the monsters.

“Where do you put these?” I asked.

“Everywhere,” our mom said.

“In your pussy?”

“Or my ass.”

I stared at her. “Every girl I have ever slept with said I was too big for anal. Some didn’t even want to do vaginal.”

“You thought mommy couldn’t take your little boy cock up her ass? Here, let me show you what I can do.”

Cora and Sheena had paired off ...