The Awakening of Penny Pt. 07

Literotic asexstories – The Awakening of Penny Pt. 07 by LissyW,LissyW This is Part 07 of an ongoing series, a collaboration between me and the real-life Penny. To provide background and context, you should probably read the earlier parts before this one.

This part is a departure in that it is seen from the point of view of Zena, Penny’s 20-year-old niece.

Part 07

Zena:

I was supposed to be having an afternoon nap, but I was feeling so horny I couldn’t fall asleep. I was wishing Connie were here. We could have lovely sister sex, or maybe just watch each other jill — which always adds an extra thrill. But no, I was all alone. I’d just have to manage by myself.

Mum and Aunt Penny were out by the pool and I wondered what they might be up to. After the sweet sexy week we’d had a month before, my imagination was running riot. Penny was extremely hot, sexy and liberated, and she and Mum had had sex together a number of times. That week, when the boys were away fishing and golfing, Connie and I had been lucky enough to join them — and Penny’s super-hot friend, Chrissy.

Oh, it was magical — better than I could have dreamed — but it hadn’t been repeated (yet) and it didn’t lead to anything much after we returned home. Connie and I carried on with our sisterly fun and games, with a bit less inhibition than before, but the only thing that changed with Mum was that she was more willing and open to talking about sex.

My libido had taken off like a rocket-ship, Connie’s too, and we were ‘playing’ at least three times a week now, but I still needed to jill regularly to fill in the gaps. It was a revelation to me, almost shocking, how endlessly horny I was, but I didn’t worry about it. I was loving it.

I lay there on the bed, naked, and ran my hands luxuriously over my curves. I’m like Penny in many ways; fleshy, busty, voluptuous. I don’t take after Mum, who is much more slender. I think I also take after Penny in my libido and my appetite for sex, though I haven’t had much interest in boys up to now.

I squeezed my breasts together, pushing them up so that I could suck my nipples and run my tongue over them. I love how they respond to stimulation; I could feel them getting firmer and more prominent as I swirled my tongue over them, and my pussy was heating up nicely. It needed some attention.

I slid my hands down over my body to my sex, and savoured the feel of it. The softness of my mons with its covering of dense black hair, and my plump outer lips. I slipped a finger between them, feeling a little thrill as it encountered my already slippery inner lips and my hot, oozy entrance.

I looked down between my big breasts, rising and falling with my elevated breathing and I Ioved the fact that my body had become so voluptuous – I couldn’t imagine not being able to suck my nipples. I also loved how wet my pussy got when I was aroused. It had definitely got wetter since Connie and I had been having fun together, and now it was properly creamy. I dipped a couple of fingers deep into my honey and and smeared my nipples, then went back to sucking one of them. Holding it up with one hand while slowly finger-fucking myself with the other.

It wasn’t long before I was dibbling with girl juice, and I brought my fingers up and let drops of that nectar drool off them into my mouth. My earthy taste, and the sheer lewdness of what I was doing, soon had me on the brink of orgasm, but I slowed my caresses, stopping every time I almost went over the edge, to delay my O, and hold myself on that delicious, clit-twitching threshold. I could feel my inner muscles involuntarily squeezing my fingers as I paused on the very lip of the waterfall, and I revelled in the bum-clenching feeling and the anticipation, then I very gently thumbed my clit and just erupted.

I let out a hoarse cry of intense pleasure, which I’m sure Mum and Penny would have heard — the bedroom is on the ground floor and the patio doors were open — but I was engulfed in a pink mist and didn’t really care. They are both experienced women and I know they jill regularly themselves, so I didn’t think they’d be at all surprised. In a way, I WANTED them to hear me. I wanted them to know I was horny and jilling. Hopefully it would make them feel horny too.

I relaxed into a languid post-orgasmic glow, and eventually fell asleep for the nap I’d originally intended, and drifted into a dream about sucking on Penny’s big soft girls.

I woke, drooling, an hour later and got up. I went for a pee, and a quick shower, then brushed my long dark hair. I started to pick up my beach robe, then changed my mind. I’d walk out there to the pool naked, and stun them with my new-found confidence and assurance.

I emerged from the house into bright sunshine, wearing only the fine gold chain around my neck and loving the feel of the sun on my skin, and saw Mum and Penny lying on sun-loungers, wearing nothing but a glistening layer of sunscreen and very dark sunnies. Two very different visions of sexy femininity; Mum slender, with her bullet-like nipples pointing skyward, and Penny, fleshy and curvy, with those awesome big breasts — bigger even than mine.

They didn’t stir, but I knew they were watching me. I made a big show of tying my hair up, standing facing them and holding my hands behind my head for longer than was strictly necessary because I knew it really showed off my breasts, pulling them upwards and making them even more prominent. I don’t know about Mum, but I knew Penny would be loving the view.

I turned and dived into the pool, deliciously cool and refreshing, then spent some time swimming lazily about, especially concentrating on a slow backstroke, displaying my breasts, which looked great, supported by the water, with my nipples erect — partly because of the cool water, but also because showing off like this really turned me on.

I found it a wonderfully stimulating feeling, vaunting myself in front of these two older women. And not just any older women, my mum and my aunt. I knew I turned them on; I’d seen and felt Aunt Penny’s lust for me during that super-hot week we’d had, and the knowledge that I had that effect on her made me unbelievably horny.

I floated on my back, kicking my feet gently and brushing my hands over my nipples, making my areolae scrunch up even more, and I looked over at them and smiled. They still lay motionless on their loungers, but I knew they were watching behind those black sunnies.

I was impressed. It must have been taking an effort of will to keep their hands away from their pussies as they watched me. Well, I was going to make sure it got even harder.

I climbed out of the pool, towelled myself off, making a big thing of lifting my breasts up to dry underneath them, then started putting on sunscreen, spreading it all over my body and making my honey-coloured skin glisten like gold.

‘Here, let me do your back, darling,’ said Mum, and she got up and came to stand behind me. I handed her the bottle and held up my hair with my hands — another opportunity to show off my breasts — and now Penny’s hand was heading for her pussy. I stood next to her lounger, quite close, while Mum did my back, but she didn’t stop there. She moved down to do my bum cheeks, then to the backs of my legs; areas I could have done myself really, but I certainly wasn’t complaining.

She pulled the cushion off her lounger onto the ground and knelt on it, then she ran her hands up and down over my hips, then down the outside of my thighs. Suddenly, she had gone from applying sunscreen to fondling me, simply for the erotic pleasure of it. I swear her hands had tremors.

I began to caress my breasts, while Penny watched. Lifting them up almost to my mouth then letting them slowly slip back through my hands, using the sun cream as a beautifully slick and sexy lubricant. My nipples were super-hard, and Penny was jilling openly now, legs wide apart and fingers spreading her lips and sensuously sliding over her slippery folds.

Meanwhile, Mum leaned forward and planted a slow, sexy, suckling kiss on each of my bum cheeks. I could hear her breathing becoming louder and more elevated as she abandoned herself to her lust. Her lust for me, her 20-year-old daughter.

I just let myself revel in the carnal pleasure of both my Mums ardent hands and Penny’s yearning gaze. I loved showing off and being adored like this and, thanks to that sweet week of uninhibited girly fun we had, the genie was well and truly out of the bottle. There were absolutely no barriers to simply revelling in some unbridled, incestuous, lesbian sex. Mother, daughter and aunt, just relishing the joy of our sexuality and our hormonal urges.

‘Oh, darling, you have such a gorgeous body,’ Mum gushed as she began kissing her way down the back of one of my legs and I adopted a wider stance, moving my feet further apart. I slipped a hand between my legs, just to feel how wet I was, then I sucked my fingers, to savour the flavour of my craving pussy.

I remember the first time I gave Connie a taste of my pussy juice during a mutual jilling session. Her eyes went wide and her hand became a blur as she went into a manic finger-fucking frenzy and came within seconds. I obviously taste that good.

Anyway, Mum was kissing her way back up the other leg, and homing in on my literally dripping pussy, and I pushed my bum back in her face and leaned over Penny, dangling my tits so she could suck them. ‘D’you like my breasts Penny?’ I teased.

‘Oh, Zena, darling, I LOVE them. Your nipples are just TOO gorgeous,’ and she ran a finger around and around one of them before taking it between her lips. While she was sucking on that one, I dipped my fingers deep into my honeypot, and then smeared the other breast with milky white girl juice. She didn’t need any encouragement to switch to the other, now even tastier breast.

Mum, meanwhile, was staring at my trickling pussy from very close up, and tracing her fingers gently up and down my dangly inner lips, collecting drops of my nectar and tasting it. ‘Wow, soo wet,’ she breathed with almost reverence. Then she turned around and sat down underneath me. Leaning back on her arms, she started to eat me with a passion, moaning and groaning like my pussy was an amazingly delicious fruit.

I had Aunt Penny suckling my breasts like an infant, and my mum, head back, licking me from underneath. My legs just couldn’t stand it, and they buckled, causing me to suddenly sit down in Mum’s lap. Penny rolled off her lounger, chuckling, ‘Too much for you darling?’ as she knelt behind me, straddling Mum’s legs, and lifted up my breasts so Mum could suck them.

‘Oh, God,’ I gasped, unable to articulate how hot this situation was. It was sizzling. My mum and my aunt, both still VERY sexy women, virtually falling over each other to get their hands and their mouths on my body. And I craved their hands and their mouths on me. I wanted them on my nipples, on my clit, and on my lips. My pussy was yearning to be licked, sucked and fingered, and my juice glands were working overtime, producing a monster overabundance of lady lube.

I’d noticed last time I’d had sex with them that they were both really turned on by my wetness, and this time was no different. I could tell they were both ravening for my pussy, and I was eager to indulge their desire. I struggled to my feet, then lay down on Penny’s lounger, with my legs invitingly akimbo and they knelt, one each side of me, and began taking turns to eat me. Penny seemed to like licking my clit, whereas Mum preferred long, slurping licks, gathering my juice spreading it all over my vulva, leaving my pubes glistening with a mixture of pussy cream, saliva, and sun oil.

I was in seventh heaven, just lying there letting them pleasure me, especially when they each slipped a finger into me and BOTH found my g-spot. Oh, jeez… What sorcery.

When I came the first time, Penny collected a palm full of orgasm juice, and spread it all over one of my breasts, then pushed it up so could suck my own liquid from it, and that was so horny, it put me immediately on final approach to O number two, which was a gut-wrenching, arse-clenching, star-seeing sensation. I was left quivering and jerking with exquisite aftershocks as my body came down from planet climax.

Mum and Penny got up, looking very self-satisfied, and looked down at me, smirking, as I lay there in a post-orgasmic daze. ‘Time for dinner, I think, but don’t forget, you owe us young lady. At least two Os each.’

They headed into the house and I could hear them giggling in the kitchen as I padded into the bathroom for a pee and a shower. I emerged, fresh and wrapped in a short robe, and joined them in the kitchen to eat. They were both still naked, enjoying the liberation of having the house to ourselves, with my uncle away on business for three days.

When I saw they were still undressed, I dropped my robe, making Penny suck in her breath sharply. ‘Oh sweetheart, be careful when you do that, you could give someone a heart-attack.’ I smiled at the implied compliment. Was I really that stunning?’ Penny seemed to think so, and I know Mum is really pleased, and proud of how my body has developed. She says she always dreamed of having breasts like mine.

We sat at the table and ate dinner and I was surprised how being naked made eating a much more sensual experience. I wanted to play sexual games with the food, but I resisted, just making a mental note to try it with Connie sometime.

We retired to the lounge and talked about sex. It was me who instigated it; I was finding the subject more and more fascinating, especially the way Penny had defied orthodox conventions and broken out into her own sexual world. I was especially impressed that, for a woman her age (even older than Mum) she still had such a huge sexual appetite. Penny was the reason that Mum had rediscovered her libido and that Connie and I had enjoyed our lesbian awakening so much.

I opened up to them about how Connie and I had discovered our sexual identities. Being the older sister, I was definitely the main instigator. I read an article in a magazine about women who came out as lesbians later in life, like Jodie Foster and Kelly McGillis, and I was fascinated by their descriptions of discovering love and sex with other women and how they discovered something they’d been missing. I showed the article to Connie and her imagination was also captured by it. ‘Why wait until later in life?’ I thought.

We had already done a little playing around, mainly just watching each other jill, etc, but we both immediately found that we were turned on by our feminine sexuality — so much more alluring than butch male machismo. We were already on the road to our Sapphic epiphanies, which really happened that week we spent with just Mum and Penny, plus the astonishing and outrageous Chrissy.

I shared my thoughts about how, ever since I started to be aware of my sexuality (sometime in my mid-teens) I was often surprised by how shy and repressed my peers were when it came to sex. I’ve been amazed how many young women (and I suppose, logically, some older women too) are embarrassed by their own bodies, and will hardly ever talk about their sexuality, their genitals, or even their breasts in anything other than the most oblique or superficial terms. I think a lot of women are quite repressed in this respect, or maybe just not very sexual.

That’s not my Aunt Penny though. She’s extremely liberated and open about sex, and she has certainly influenced first my mum, and then Connie and me. I suspect she only discovered this carnal liberation as she got older and gained confidence, and I think Connie and I have benefitted hugely from it.

I hadn’t really thought about the incestuous aspects of what Connie and I were doing – we just having a bit of sisterly fun – until I found myself having sex with my mum and my aunt. Even then, it didn’t feel wrong. It didn’t feel like there was any exploitation or inappropriate coercion or anything like that going on, and somehow when it’s all women it’s different. A dad with a daughter would be horribly wrong, but a mum and daughter… it’s not the same at all.

Anyway, Connie and I are officially grown women. We can do what the bloody hell we like, and I WANTED to fuck my mum and Aunt Penny… and Connie… and Chrissy. I’m super turned on by all of them, but they are all different; Connie, she’s quite passive and always defers to me. In her eyes, I’m the ‘older woman.’ Mum, despite being 26 years older, is pretty much as inexperienced as me when it comes to FF sex, so we’re both exploring. Penny is pro-active and often takes charge. I love how her lust for me is so obvious, and I love her huge soft breasts. And Chrissy… she’s almost scarily sexy. I feel a little intimidated by her, and that’s a weirdly erotic feeling.

Talking about this stuff was obviously turning us all on, especially since we were all still naked, and I could feel a definite increase in moisture between my legs. Penny started telling us about a wet (‘very wet’) dream she’d had about sex with Mum and me and it was sizzling hot! She went into great detail and I just wanted to make it come true there and then.

I don’t know why, but I was finding that sex with these two older women was impossibly horny and arousing. Not just any older women, my mum and my aunt! Penny is so hot. So sexual. And thanks to her lack of inhibition, Mum was also coming out more and more as a sexual being. I was loving it, and I’m sure having me around was a massive turn-on for them as well. I was only just becoming fully aware of my sexual power, and I was starting to revel in it.

‘Do you have a big toy like the one in the dream, Penny?’ I asked.

‘Of course I have. It’s probably the one I dreamed about.’

‘Let’s go and play with it. I want to make your wet dream a reality.’ They didn’t need any further encouragement and we all trooped upstairs, a bit giggly.

Penny grabbed the toy and we went into the queen bedroom. Wow that toy was BIG. It was black, and covered with knobbly ridges and bumps, to maximise its stimulation potential. I imagined that having that thing sliding in and out of you would be better than any cock, although being a cock virgin I didn’t really know…

‘Are you wet enough for that, Penny?’ I asked.

‘Only one way to find out,’ she said, and handed it to me.

Well, I was certainly wet enough, and I lubed up the toy by rubbing it over my slippery wet pussy, bathing the tip of it in my entrance, then sliding it back and forth between my lips. Even without putting it inside me, those bumps and ridges felt great as they rippled over my flesh.

I was standing in a very provocative pose as I did this, with my legs apart and holding the toy with both hands, and both Penny’s and Mum’s eyes were nearly popping out. I smiled to myself. I loved teasing them both like this. ‘Lie back on the bed, Penny. I’m going to fuck you with this thing.’

She lay back on the pillows and Mum and I got down between her legs, resting our heads on her thighs, face to face, with her hairy pussy between us, and she reached down and spread her lips, ready for the toy. The head and shaft were glistening and shiny with my juice as I pushed the tip up against her òpen flower, gently parting her petals. She was also pretty wet and I was almost mesmerised as I watched the bulging black phallus stretch her opening and slip smoothly inside.

‘Oohh, I love watching this,’ said Mum in a low, breathy voice, ‘I can almost feel what it’s like having that thing being pushed into me.’ Her hand went down to her pussy and she started fingering herself, slowly and lubriciously.

I pushed the toy all the way into Penny’s hot slippery tunnel until there was hardly anything to hold, bringing a gasp from her, then I slipped it out until there was just the head inside her. Then smoothly back in.

I adopted a slow but rhythmic pace, and I changed the angle each time I thrust the toy into her, some angles caused a little gasp or a moan, so I was learning which ones to use more. She especially seemed to like it when I dropped my hand low, then rolled the shaft upwards with a curving motion. Obviously, it stimulated her g-spot or something.

Mum was watching this with glazed eyes, and occasionally giving a little groan of lust as her fingers went faster and faster in her pussy. Penny was still holding herself open and I leaned in closer and began slurping my tongue around her clitoris, making her twitch and catch her breath, and Mum moved her face close to mine so that she could join me in my clit-licking.

Penny had two tongues fencing over her clit, and a big black toy being thrust in and out of her honeypot, and she didn’t last long before she erupted in a howling orgasm, her legs tensing and squeezing our faces together. I was trapped in a hot, wet, steamy vice of fleshy thighs, with my face pressed against Mum’s, and I was just about able to keep the toy moving gently as I tongue-fenced with my mother, sharing my aunt’s slippery juices with each other.

After a while, Penny relaxed and I looked at Mum and said, ‘Do you want a turn?’

She didn’t need to speak as she swapped places with her sister and I took up the same position between her legs. The toy was super slippy now, liberally coated with Penny’s musky lube (plus a little of mine) and I couldn’t resist giving it a bit of a lick before slipping it into Mum’s dripping wet opening.

I was loving this. Both Penny’s and Mum’s pussies are a bit like mine, but also different. Mum’s pubes are more dense and curly. They were very bushy, but she has at least started to keep them trimmed now, like I do, and like Penny obviously does. Pubes are nice to have, I think — a pussy with hair is more womanly – but if they get out of control they can get in the way.

Anyway, there were no pubes in the way as I slipped the black toy between Mum’s spread lips, eased it oh-so-smoothly into her, and began doing the same to her as I’d done to Penny. She seemed to like it even more, and she became very noisy, especially when I started tonguing her clit at the same time. Gosh this was so naughty. I was fucking my mother with a big black dildo, and licking her pussy at the same time, while my aunt watched me adoringly. Some would say this was simply depraved, but hey, who’s being harmed here? No-one. It was pure pleasure for all of us.

I used that huge thing to drive my mother to two ecstatic orgasms, slowing to a stop after the first and giving her a chance to recover and catch her breath before very slowly starting a second build up, just loving how she completely abandoned herself to pleasure, in a way I don’t think she had allowed herself until very recently. Penny seemed to be vicariously enjoying Mum’s rapture, just as much as I was, and I noticed she was jilling lustfully as she watched me toying her sister all the way to sexual Shangri-la. In fact, I’m sure she came at least once, just from watching and jilling. A sexual aureola had encompassed all three of us; each of us revelling in our very different roles.

Eventually, sharp intakes of breath told me she was starting to feel a bit over-stimulated, and her hands came up to restrain my arm, as she made a little ‘oh, oh’ sound. I stopped, and gently slipped the toy out of her, then Penny and I had a lascivious minute of sharing its oily coating as if it were an ice-cream. God, I love the taste of pussy!

I was luxuriating in the thought that it was my turn for pleasure now, but we lay together for a while, just enjoying our closeness, before I voiced my desire; ‘OK, my turn to be pampered, I think.’ Mum picked up the toy but I took it from her and tossed it aside. ‘Fingers and tongues only. It’s much more sensual.’

They both smiled, and wriggled down between my legs, which I spread as wide as I could, bending my knees and putting my calves across their backs, pressing them down and holding them in place. They were my pussy slaves now, and I wasn’t letting them escape. It was a great view looking down over the slight rise of my womanly belly, to the patch of dark curly hair on my prominent mons, and their faces pressed against the insides of my thighs. I could almost see Mum’s pupils dilate as she gazed lovingly at my pussy. Those slick, pouty lips, glistening with my juice. I’d been super-aroused for a long time and my pussy was as wet as it gets.

Mum was the first to touch me with her tongue, just lapping gently at my clit as she pulled it upwards with her thumb. It was very erect and twitching slightly as she licked it. God, I was so turned on. Penny slipped two fingers into me, breathing ‘Ohh, that’s gorgeous. So hot and slippery.’

A little moan escaped my lips as my vaginal muscles contracted involuntarily, gently squeezing Penny’s fingers, and she gave a fruity little ‘Oo’ and looked up at me with a smile. I had my head propped up on the pillows because I wanted to watch as they gave me this delicious pussy adoration. And I could tell they adored my pussy. Their breathing was audibly elevated with their arousal, and they were full of little moans and groans — all three of us were, actually.

Penny placed her face on my groin so she could watch, very closely, as Mum ate me, and her tongue occasionally darted out to flick my pulsing clit. They were tongue-fencing over my engorged little button and it was loving every second of it.

‘You have to feel this, Marina,’ said Penny, encouraging Mum to also slip two fingers into me, and she reacted with a throaty groan as she explored my hot inner flesh.

God, this was so hot! I was in some kind of erotic heaven, floating in a pink mist of sapphic pleasure, all my sexual nerves fizzing with intense arousal, as one of them found my g-spot with a fingertip, and my inner muscles momentarily spasmed, squeezing that fat foursome of fingers tightly. ‘Wow, Zena, so bloody tight,’ said Penny, her eyes wide.

The feeling of their fingers, writhing inside me, combined with their tongues and their hot breath on my clit was just sublime. Surely getting fucked by a bloke couldn’t match this? It was sheer bliss. I felt my orgasm building frim deep inside me. A rapturous surge of neural energy, sweeping through my loins and culminating, literally, in an outpouring of my sexual essence, as I wrapped my legs around them, forcing them harder against me as climactic convulsions wracked my body.

They didn’t stop. Oh no. In fact, they accelerated their finger-fucking and tongue-flicking, and they kept me in this state of orgasmic suspension through two more exquisite, arcing, toe-curling peaks before they slowed and allowed me to glide back to Earth and relax into a limp, trembling weakling. Then they crawled up, each side of me, and we enjoyed a wonderful tasty, musky, three-way kiss.

We drifted off to sleep, all three of us suffused with after-sex endorphins, and when I awoke, I looked at them, lying asleep next to me, my mother and my aunt, and I couldn’t quite believe what we’d done. Some people would say it was scandalous incestuous sex, but to me it felt like love. The kind of love that can only be shared between women. Obviously, there was a special bond between us — mother/daughter, aunt/neice, and sisters, but I fell to musing on the uniqueness of love between women.

I was at an age where my sexuality was still potentially quite fluid, and I was, even at the age of 20, still very inexperienced. My only sexual partners, apart from Penny’s friend Chrissy, had been the female members of my family, and that alarmed me a little. I was already quite a late starter, and I realised that I really needed to start thinking about sustainable relationships outside the family.

When I thought about men though, I wasn’t very enthused. I think I knew right then that I was going to remain exclusively lesbian, and I began to think about looking for a girlfriend. It wouldn’t be easy; she would have to be a sexual girl, as sexy as my Aunt Penny, so I wasn’t going to rush. After all, I still had some wonderful sexual opportunities very close to home.

I thought about Connie, and I smiled…