Emerson Taylor: Three hot sisters

"Oh, Mom, you're making me so horny!" she breathed, reaching down to place her hands on her mother's head so that she could guide her lips into place. "Mmmm, do it to me, make me come in your mouth!"

Her words brought Sue and Lyn awake with a rush, and soon they, too, joined Stella and Ann in the lascivious combination. Lyn scooted down to get her lips placed snugly against her mother's pussy and Sue straddled Ann's face, kneeling over her and guiding her slit down to the girl's waiting mouth. Soon they were all sucking or being sucked, with Ann and her mother having it both ways at once, and they did not stop until they had all had a truly arousing climax.

"Now this is the way people ought to wake up in the morning!" Sue exclaimed after she had delivered herself of a tumultuous climax squarely into Ann's hot little mouth; she then turned around to kiss her own come off her sister's lips. "Wow, this is cooking!"

Once they had all recovered from the violent surges of orgasmic force which had ripped through their loins, Stella got down to business and brought up the subject that was uppermost in her mind. The girls were no doubt wondering about her, she began, since she had displayed so striking a weakness, on the prior evening. She told them first of all that her weakness did not mean a lack of affection for their father; if anything, she loved him, even more than ever. Certainly there was nothing seriously wrong with their marriage, she said.

"It's just that when I came into the room here last night and Chuck got hold of me," she went on, "well, I couldn't do anything at fist. And then when I watched that Hank doing it to you, and you were loving it so much, that really got to me and after a while, I simply couldn't control it."

Lyn told her that they understood perfectly. Speaking with all the assurance of a seasoned sexual veteran, the girl told her mother that they ha felt the same raging desires within their own loins and had more than once given way to the irresistible pressures.

It was at that point that Ann nude her own contribution. She faced her mother squarely and said that they had come home early one afternoon and had found her in bed with Lew. That discovery had given them the idea of offering themselves to him, she said, and she went on to describe how they had tricked her into carrying Lyn to the hospital on that Saturday so that he and Sue could ambush Lew when he arrived far hit date with their mother.

Stella accepted the story with surprising calm. She could see that they knew she had been carrying on an extended affair – she had hoped that they would not know about that – skid that all her secrets were now out. There was nothing to tie gained by an outburst of fury and she displayed very little emotion. She again repeated her assurances tat her affair with Lew in no way indicated any marital discord between her and Harry; she felt that she must reassure them on that point above all others.

"I guess might as well tell you the whole thing," she said with a weary resigned shrug. "The truth is, your father is getting to a point where… where we just isn't interested in that much sexual activity any longer. Men get that way, you might know; women are different. I'm telling you the complete, absolute truth when I tell you that I don't believe I've ever wanted a man more than I do at this stage of my life. It seems that the older I get the more I need sex in the worst kind of way. Honest, there have been days when I thought I would go out of my mind I wanted it so bad! I've even thought of going downtown and offering myself to arty man who would have me, I've wanted it that much!"

The girls nodded understandingly, pleased to find that their initial diagnosis had been so close to the truth. Stella admitted frankly that she was not proud of her affair with Lew. She told them that he was a crude, selfish sort of man with almost no redeeming human qualities. The only thing in his favor, she said, was his big prick and his willingness to use it in any fashion she might desire. His irrepressible horniness endeared him to her, she said, but on other counts he was a total washout.

"Maybe we could help," Sue suggested. "Though I don't know what we could do. But we'd sure like to try; that is, if you can think of anything we could do to help you out."

"You've already done something very wonderful for me," Stella told them. "The way you've been so nice to me this morning, that's a great help. Mmmm, I never realized that it could be so good without a man!"

She told them that she had never been able to get very much satisfaction from masturbating, though she had tried often enough and hard enough; solitary sex was not, a satisfactory substitute for doing it with another person. She marveled when the girls told her of their successes with masturbation and, inspired by her reaction, they proceeded to show her just how adept they were.

After she had given those tender, throbbing folds of flesh a few rubs with her thumb and forefinger, she had switched to another style, one which Stella had never seen before. She smeared her aunt oil over her fingers and clitoris, making them exceptionally slippery, and then grasped her clitoris between her right thumb and forefinger. The tiny organ was somewhat larger than most; it was about as thick as a pencil and perhaps as long as the last joint of the girl's little finger, thus making it easier for her to grasp it. Once it had been greased with those rich, cunt oils which flowed from her pussy in such profusion, she could easily rub herself into a state of advanced sexual trauma. To herself she described her method as jacking off and it gave her considerable additional pleasure to imagine that she was doing what a boy might do in a similar situation.

Sue continued to work fingers into her aunt and asshole. She could feel her climax bubbling away deep inside her womb, but she held back; she thought it would be much more exciting if she could delay the explosion until her mother came too, even though there was a foot or more of space between them. She had already developed enough skill, through constant practice, to be able to climax almost at will, and she intended making the fullest possible use of that rare talent.

Stella discovered that being finger-fucked was a far different thing from doing it to herself. The cunning skill with which young Ann manipulated her fingers was, of course, a very important additional factor too. The woman remembered that very early in her life she had been able to come when boys had finger-fucked her, but once she had graduated to the stronger, far more exciting arts – such as fucking and sucking – she had put aside all thought of masturbating and had not tried it again until fairly recently, when Harry's sexual drive had begun to diminish remarkably.

Groaning deliriously, she strained harder against her daughter's artful hand and felt her womb growing much tighter. Recognizing the signs, she began humping harder and squeezed her breasts. Ann worked her hand against her mother's pussy and furiously fucked herself at the same time – she knew that her mother was close and she wanted to do all she could to bring her off with a blinding, paralyzing rush.

"Ahhhh!" Stella cried out, shuddering heavily as the emotion burst within her. "Omigod, you're fucking the come out of me! Oooohhh, I'm coming!"

Sue thereupon administered the final stroke to herself and cried out with genuine distress as her own cunt convulsively gave up its tightly knotted tensions. She rammed her fingers deep into her cunt and asshole, twisted about sharply on the bed and managed to give herself as good an orgasm as she had ever had. She had to agree with her mother, that there was nothing to compare with the pleasure of being penetrated to the very core by a massive prick which could shoot out vast quantities of steaming, thick love cream. She thrashed about on the bed and did not stop until she had fucked herself into a frenzy of aroused delight.