Mother-Daughter Bonding

“Since Paul’s been out of town for a few days, Brooke and I decided you could use a little pampering.”

“Plus, Zoey told me about you two and Paul. I’ll admit I felt a bit left out at first, but I’m ready to make up for lost time.”

“Zoey!” I exclaimed, even more embarrassed now; my face feeling fully flushed.

“It’s ok mom, I pried it out of her last week when we were talking about our sexual experiences and fantasies.”

“Right now, though, you need to sit back, relax, and let us take care of you.”

Zoey added a question, “You are ok if we play around with you tonight, right?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? I can’t wait to experience what you two have in store for me.”

Chapter 3: The Experience

Brooke turned on some music and started dancing. It was very sensual and reminded me of what I had experienced from a private dance I got at a strip club many years ago. As Brooke was dancing, Zoey started to run her left hand up and down the inner thigh of my right leg. She inched closer and closer to the start of my shorts. The slight tickle of her soft hands moving ever so closer to my pussy gave me a shiver through my body.

I looked over at Zoey and she was staring intently at Brooke and the seductive display she was putting on for us. Zoey noticed I was looking at her and she leaned in towards me. Our lips made contact. Zoey pressed her tongue into my mouth with confidence. Her tongue was small and petite in my mouth. I let her tongue guide mine as they danced a slippery pirouette around each other. Eventually, I added a slight resistance, causing her to start retracting her tongue, which I followed with mine all the way into her mouth. Given her petite tongue, her mouth was surprisingly spacious, with plenty of room for me to explore.

“Hey, no favorites!” Brooke pulled us apart slowly and worked her way on top of me, straddling me while I lay back against the couch.

Her breasts were at eye level now. The shimmery material of her bikini top sparkled through her mesh bodysuit. The slight exposure of her breasts revealing a bit of under- and side-boob. I started to reach up to feel them with my own hands. Brooke immediately grabbed my wrists and leaned forward, pushing my arms into the back cushions while simultaneously driving her tongue into my mouth. She was more forceful and demanding than Zoey. She had me chasing her tongue back and forth between her mouth and my own. She definitely had more experience than Zoey.

While Brooke and I continued to swap our slippery saliva, I could see Zoey reach her hand up under Brooke’s bodysuit through the high leg openings. She snaked her hand behind Brooke’s back and then pulled it back out, an end of the string bikini grasped between her fingers. She then reached behind Brooke’s neck, undoing the knot at the top. Reaching back under the bodysuit, she pulled the triangle bikini top off Brooke and out the side of the bodysuit, tossing it on the ground.

Brooke broke free from our locked lips and leaned back, still straddling me, her breasts now fully visible. The sheer mesh provided no shelter for Brooke’s pink areolas and protruding nipples. I leaned forward a bit and took turns caressing each one with my tongue through the thin material. Wrapping my lips around my teeth, I pinched down on her nipples. Each pinch of the nipple made them slightly stiffer and was met with a soft, quickened inhale from Brooke.

Glancing up at Brooke, I could see her and Zoey were now making out. Zoey was partially propped up on her knees on the couch facing Brooke and me. Taking my right hand, I ran it up Zoey’s left leg, feeling her soft peachy skin sliding under my fingertips. I traced up her leg until I reached her boy short underwear. My hand followed the underwear around to her ass where I grabbed a handful of her left cheek and gave it a firm squeeze.

I continued moving my hand up the left side of Zoey’s body, under her loose-fitting shirt till I felt the start of her breast. I cupped nearly her whole breast in my hand and was at just the right angle where I could tweak her nipple between my thumb and index finger. She gave a bit of a jolt, and I could hear her give a slight moan while her face was still firmly planted in Brooke’s.

I could feel a rush of heat flow into my pussy as I played with Zoey’s breasts while watching her and Brooke make out with each other. This felt like true mother-daughter bonding, an exquisite state of blissful emotional and physical entanglement between Brooke, Zoey, and me.

This went on for minutes until Brooke and Zoey finally took a pause in their tasting of each other. Brooke dismounted from me and stood back up, taking a few steps back. Zoey got up off the couch and walked over to Brooke, standing on her left side as they both faced me. They gave each other a few kisses, and then Zoey took a slight step behind Brooke, placing Brooke front and center for me. With her left hand resting on Brooke’s left hip, Zoey began sliding it up Brooke’s side until she reached her breasts. Zoey squeezed Brooke’s breast and played with her nipples, ensuring they were as stiff as they could be.

As Zoey was playing with Brooke’s nipples, Brooke twitched up on her toes and let out a soft moan. Where I could previously see the other side of the room through Brooke’s small thigh-gap, there were now a couple of Zoey’s right-hand fingers visible instead, rubbing Brooke’s pussy through her leggings from behind. Zoey took her left hand and began sliding it down the front of Brooke, following the path of the sheer bodysuit material. Zoey’s left hand slipped behind the leggings to follow the bodysuit until Brooke let out a loader moan and buckled, falling forward a bit. Zoey had found Brooke’s sweet spot.

While watching this unfold, I had been playing with my nipples through my tank top. My pussy was swelling with my juices and aching for penetration and release. The show my daughters were putting on for me was nothing short of perfection. I had only wished Paul was here to enjoy it with me.

Brooke took her shoes off and started pulling her skin tight leggings down, peeling them away slowly as she rolled them off her legs. The sheer bodysuit barely covered her pussy and showed off the small, neatly manicured landing strip she had shaven in her bush. Her clit was also clearly visible through the mesh material with a slight glistening reflection coming from it.

The thought of an endless circle of me licking Brooke’s clit while she licked Zoey’s, while Zoey licked mine brought another wave of arousal through my body.

Zoey took off her t-shirt, exposing her perky teen tits to Brooke and me. Her boy short underwear was visibly wet from the excitement. She reached her right hand down between her legs and rubbed herself a few times through her underwear, her eyes slightly closing along with her mouth slowly opening and letting out a soft breath.

Both of my daughters stepped closer to me, Brooke standing to me left and Zoey to my right. They reached out for my hands motioning me to get up. I grabbed their hands and was thrusted away from the couch into their embrace. All three of our tongues came together for a short introduction before they both guided me to my bedroom.

Arriving at my room, they positioned me with my back at the side of the bed and gave me a slight push on the shoulders forcing me to fall on the bed. My legs and feet dangled from the side of the bed. My two daughters towering over me, a sapphic dream come true.

Zoey and Brooke crawled up on the bed, both on their hands and knees, flanking me on either side. Brooke leaned in, bringing her mouth over my left breast and began licking and sucking on my nipple. Zoey came in for more kissing, pecking at my lips until I presented my tongue for her to suck on. She in turn gave me hers to which I returned the favor. Zoey then moved herself down to my right breast and joined Brooke in licking and sucking on my nipples.

Here I was, with my two daughters bent over me, lapping at my nipples. It felt so familiar and natural. The joy, the memories, the bonding, the pleasure; all of these feelings and sensations almost brought me to an immediate orgasm. I could feel my pussy dripping. My panties were soaked through and through.

As Brooke and Zoey were working away at my nipples, I was able to reach up and fondle their breasts. Like a symphonic violinist, I fiddled at their nipples playing a delectably delicate harmony. Brooke’s nipples were still contained in her bodysuit, pushing hard against the material. Zoey’s were hanging free, the soft skin against my fingertips felt buttery smooth to the touch.

Brooke gave a quick sharp bite on my nipple which startled me.

“Ow!”

Brooke leaned back and lightly massaged my nipple with her fingers.

“Does that feel better?”

“Mmm hmm.”

Brooke moved herself off the bed, stood between my legs, grabbed my shorts and panties then pulled them off me with force and determination. Zoey sat up and I repositioned myself so I was fully on the bed with my head on the pillows. Brooke walked around to the end of the bed and crawled back up on it slinking towards my crotch. She spread my legs wider so she could position herself between them and bent over, placing her head directly between my legs. Her ass stuck up in the air, the thong of her bodysuit disappearing between her cheeks.

“Oh my god!”

Her tongue brushed against my clit without warning. Brooke started humming and darting her tongue around my clit, occasionally dropping down further to run it over my lips from the bottom up, lapping up my creamy juice along the way.

“Mmm, Brooke… yes. Like that… god that feels good.”

Zoey, who was still sitting up on her knees on the bed was watching this unfold while playing with her own tits. She then rolled to her side and slipped off her boy shorts, placing them on the pillow next to me. The sweet smell of her cream filled underwear drifted across my nose. She got back on her knees, turned to face Brooke, and slowly positioned herself over my face. Her glistening wet pussy was directly over me. I could see the detailed ridges of her lips and clit, and the plunging valley leading deep into her pussy.