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Maryam, Nell, and Patty
Lesbian i****t, mom / daughters

Warning: Explicit sexual scenes and graphic lesbian sexual activity between female members of the same family.

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It was the same dream again.

The one she dreamed so regularly it broke her heart.

She knew she was dreaming, some part of her mind was awake, seeing as if she was herself. It was always on rails, she knew she was dreaming, but she could not control or direct it. She was twenty-two again, just married, young, virile, beautiful. Drew was with her, his face worryingly indistinct, but she knew it was him. She recognized the warm laugh she had loved so much, the broad shoulders, large hands, the way he moved. She'd recognize it anywhere, until the day she died.

She wanted to cry out to him, hold him, do something... -anything- but she could not speak. In the dream it was her wedding night again, and he undressed in front of her, and she pulled her shift over her head. His penis at least was clear in the dream, she had loved it so much, heavy and thick, the huge purple head slightly uncovered as it hung between his legs, uncircumcised, his sack neat and tidy behind his huge shaft, his testicles round and heavy. His pubic hair was dense and dark, rasping as she drew her fingers through it, the kiss, his mouth against hers, his penis in her hand as she gently and lovingly explored it, feeling the shaft and the soft head, delirious with wonder and curiosity and joy, his scrotum silky soft and hairy under her fingers, his soft groan as she had tugged gently on one testicle...

Then his hands on her this time, running over her mound, tugging gently on her pubic curls, his gasp of discovery, placing her legs wider so he could get access, the sweet, rippling sexuality shivering over her body as he with infinite gentleness drew his fingers over her throbbing-wet slit, then starting slowly and firmly rubbing it, up and down, making her squirm, making her wet, making her gasp with pleasure, their kiss deepening.

As always the bed, him picking her up easily, his quiescent penis from a few minutes before now swollen hard, so thick, long, proud – urging up against her belly, the tip enormous, a hugely distended, wet, dark purple plum at the end of his penis' shaft, glistening, dripping with need for her, pushed out of his foreskin by his passionate erection, throbbing, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. Her own sex shivering and cramping, her vagina screaming to be filled, she feels the cool cotton of the bed under her naked buttocks, and he is on her, real, there, urgent, she feels him at her lips, he eases himself against her, hard-soft, turgid flesh meeting her silky sex, his penis tip suddenly pushing forward urgently as he lost control of himself, slipping in-between and separating apart her slippery folds... she cries out in delight and welcome...

... and she starts awake.

Alone.

In her bed.

Always alone.

They had barely been married two years before he died. That very first night she had just relived a little had been the conception of her twin daughters, another deep source of joy. There had been many nights after that, loving, caring, tender... looking back she now recognized it as the pinnacle of her life, the time she was the happiest, the most fulfilled.

But he had died. Leaving her to raise Nell and Patricia alone.

After his death, she had often felt like dying herself, yearning to join him, missing him so badly it hurt. Nell and Patty were two at that time, and for them alone, she had persisted. After a few years the hurt started to fade, her memories of him always fond, yearning, but as time passed, less leavened with pain. She had never had anyone after that, for f******n years, her existence was her daughters – the only thing of him that remained – and she spent her energy and time on them, rearing, protecting, providing for – working herself into a stupor, and at night to a lonely, cold bed.

Nelly and Patty were sixteen now, her true pride and joy, her monument to Andrew. Already tall like he was, they had his square jaw, his forehead, their eyes, his. Almost identical twins, they had grown a lot in the last two years – she knew both were women, having helped and taught them about periods and both had been having them since two years ago. She loved them like life itself, they were living, breathing representations of her life's love, her man, her Andrew.

Nell in particular had some of his mannerisms, the way he had of looking at her, the tilt of the head, the dark eyes, his nose... Patricia was more her c***d, maybe a bit gentler, a bit more shy, but just as beautiful to her, and very sensitive emotionally. She sometimes thought they sensed her emotions better than she herself – being twins, they were very close and did most things together. Nelly and Patty liked to dress the same too – even she had some difficulty sometimes telling them apart. They were very attentive with her, always trying to cheer her up and include her, and she loved them for it.

She had to pee, so she sighed and got up. She was a bit woozy from sleep, so she stumbled out of her room and across the hall to the bathroom. The door was open (it would have been mostly at this time of night) and she was halfway into the room when she realized the shower was running. The shower curtain was drawn and she heard Nell giggle. The giggle was... wrong somehow? She knew them, had raised them, but that laugh was...? A throaty chuckle, sounding -much- more adult than she expected...

Well it wasn't strange, they sometimes did shower together, just as they did everything else.

“Nell? Patty?” It was a bit late at night to be showering?

There was some commotion, and Nell popped her head past the curtain. “Hi mom...”

With the dream just passed, Andrew's face swam before her – Nell looked -so- much like him.

“What're you guys doing?”

“Showering.” Nell tried to look innocent and failed. She was so beautiful! The dark eyes and jaw... Andrew! Oh Andrew...

“Oh... ok.”
She went to the toilet, lifted the lid, drew down her underwear and sat. “When did you guys get home? I didn't hear you come in.” She reached in, spread her labia, relaxed, and her pee spurted powerfully from her pussy and into the bowl.

“Around nine... you ok?” Patty had also popped her head round the curtain, a virtual carbon copy of her sister. Their hair was wet, plastered about their faces. Dark hair. His hair. Something stabbed in her heart.

She finished, wiped, got up. “Yes... I just...”

And suddenly the tears were there. She couldn't control it.

“Mom..?!” The curtain rasped as it was drawn fully open. Nell stepped out with Patricia right behind her. Maryam looked, both of them were most definitely women by now. Their bodies were almost identical copies, young, firm, apple-sized breasts with small, dark brown nipples, perfectly fluted hips and an identical dark little brown-auburn tuft of triangular pubic hair at the base of each of their flat, sculptured bellies. Their major labia pouted broadly and visibly downward beneath each set of pubic curls, two identical young pussies, each with the deep, plump slit of full womanhood. She tried not to stare – it had been awhile since she had seen either of her daughters naked – and they had -grown-. Her own sex... well -that- part of her was different from theirs she now saw. But their faces were his.

“I'm sorry I just dreamed of your dad again...”

She still tried not to look, they were young adults now, she had known both of them intimately having birthed and cleaned and raised them both... but this – they were -women-! She had to tear her eyes away from their fat little identical cunnies, their fluted hips, flat bellies, young tits...

Later she could not quantify it, but an unbidden, vile thought suddenly flitted through her mind. Andrew had had such a magnificently big penis, so hard and large... she knew (of course) that both her daughters had... clitorises... and that the clitoris was basically a very much smaller copy of the penis... did their... clitorises... look anything like his penis did? She certainly did not possess the big fat pair of vulva lips each of them had hanging between their legs. She was much smaller, flatter... it must be him coming out in the deep-lipped slits they had between their legs.

How much of her own vulva's look had they inherited, and how much of each of their sexual anatomy had come from Andrew...?

Nell hugged her now, naked and wet, and Maryam was suddenly intensely aware of her, her hair and skin, the drops of water on her head. A glossy, hot young teat was pressed into her arm, the nipple... it was hard?! She felt the hard, firm-soft point of it on her skin, and suddenly goosebumps flitted up and down her arm. NO! This was her -daughter-...

Patty came up and put her hand on her shoulder. “We're sorry about dad...”

“I know honey... thank you...” For the first time ever she felt awkward, intensely so, half-clothed, her two stark-naked daughters standing next to her, wet from the shower, their faces like carbon copies of her lost love, only with an intensely female cast to them, their bodies young and nubile...

She shook herself, wiped tears. “I'm sorry girls, I just miss him...”

“We know. We do too.”

Patty was stroking her shoulder, looking concerned. Maryam tried not to look at her firm young breasts. Nell still had one of hers pressed into Maryam's arm, but now she turned and hugged her more fully, bringing the other one into contact. Both her daughter's firm nipples were now pressed to her chest, naked, just below her own suddenly violently tingling teats. What was happening to her?! She was grateful for the nightie, or Nell might have felt her goosebumps with her breasts.

“We love you mommy. Never forget that.”

And suddenly she realized she was sexually aroused. Not just excited, -aroused- as she had not been in years. It was like a hot flame suddenly leaping into being inside her, scorching her, deep down in her belly, behind her woman's mound, and it pulsed suddenly and powerfully at the touch of Nell's young breasts, fanning out like wildfire over her hips and legs and stomach, utterly delectable, a long, rippling rush of swirling sexual desire as she had last felt with Drew. Her vagina cramped powerfully and pleasurably inward on itself. So damned -empty-.

She lost control a bit, looked down at Nell, meeting her daughter's dark eyes. There was love there, and concern, and something else that almost made her heart stop. She flicked her eyes to Patty, who smiled, but something moved in her eyes too.

Maryam's knees suddenly felt weak, and the sexual tension that had begun inside her roiled and boiled downward, seeming to thump down into the pooled, tense, slit of her vulva like a rock dropped in still water, seemingly pushing the fat lips of her sex open and making it swell and growl with a sudden electric surge of sexual pleasure between them that flared upward and thrummed all over her body. No, she's my daughter! NO!

“T-thank you honey, I just...”

“It's okay mommy, really... we're here for you.”

Patty reached up, wiped the tears from her face. Maryam wanted to stare at her, drink in the firm young breasts so much like her own and her daughter's perfectly shaped body, but managed not to. She couldn't get the sight of those two fat little hairy slits out of her mind's eye. And they were still there, still here, still so close! She smelled them, soap and water and something.... Oh my god!

What was -happening- to her?! She had been very reserved as a young woman, she'd certainly never had... thoughts about other women, there had only ever been Andrew... and after him nobody... certainly -not- another woman, ever. But this... somehow the fact that it was her daughters, that they were all she had left of Andrew, they were naked, wet, close... and oh god those big-lipped hairy vulvas! And the perfect, pointed young tits...

Sure, she masturbated now and then, she had a dildo in her drawer, one carefully chosen to look as much as possible like her beloved Andrew's penis, and she'd weave elaborate fantasies while thrusting it up into herself, but never this. Never ever this. Masturbating was so lonely and unsatisfactory for her, having had the real thing for so long.

“Thank you...” She disengaged herself, her skin burning where Nell's nipples had touched her through her nightie. “I got to get some sleep...” They just watched her as she left. She went back to bed, drew the covers, unsteady, pussy hot and pulsing slowly in time with her heart.

And she was -wet- - her vulva still growled powerfully between her legs, feeling swollen and excited. Oh Andrew... if he had been here she'd have wanted penetration, right there, right then, as hard as he could possibly ram his erect penis into her. She could not understand it, she usually took some time to get... but with her -daughters- of all people! It had been instantaneous. And she was Aroused, with a capital A. What the hell...?

She suddenly wondered about them showering together. Could they have been...? That sexy chuckle she heard...

She tried to stifle the thought, yet it had an undeniable, visceral attraction to it. Nell and Patricia... doing that?! Lesbians?! They often showered together, and she knew they'd sometimes sleep in the same bed... but she -knew- them, and that chuckle she'd heard... They were her daughters, and she recognized that chuckle, for she had used it with Andrew often enough...!

She must have nodded off, and when she woke up a little, they were in the room with her. Both were utterly, wonderfully naked, just as before. Patty lifted the covers to her left, climbed in next to her, while Nelly did the same to her right, sandwiching her. She was still half asleep, but the incredible sensation of something small and furry-soft and warm as hot blood being pushed up against her hip woke her up instantly. She lay frozen, her mind going a thousand miles an hour, trying to deny the thing being pushed up against her hip. She's my -DAUGHTER-! Am I dreaming?!

But she could not dely the sudden overwhelming rush of smoldering, returning arousal surging through her flash-awakened and quaking vulva.

“Nell? Patty? What-”
Nell seemed to be the instigator. That alone was intriguing. She was the one grinding her hot hairy pussy into Maryam's hip. She shifted, tried to break contact, it was driving her mad, but her daughter archly followed the movement with forward-thrusting hips, keeping her fat furry mound molded over Maryam's outer hip.

“Shh mommy... it's okay... we saw you were sad so we thought we'd come help you feel better.”

They had done this before, when they were little, sleeping with her but then it had been she comforting them. This seemed to be the reverse. Her heart hammered desperately in her chest, electric prickles shooting through her like fireworks. This -cannot- be happening... her vagina cramped, cramped, and cramped again. Her pussy was getting wet at an incredible rate. She could not remember when last she had been so terribly sexually stimulated as she was now.

Patricia eased her buttocks backward, the cleft between them pushing against her other hip, her skin hot, and softer than silk. Flame instantly burst inside her again, like a huge, shuddering flower opening itself deep down in her belly. A kind of panic rippled through her, almost like that very first time with Andrew. Utterly delectable...

She froze, she could not speak, she could not move. She was in turmoil, Nell had laid her head on her shoulder, a leg thrown over hers so Nell's leg lay between her legs, her furred venus mound still pressed firmly into Maryam's hip. Patty was with her back to her mom, and she again wriggled her bottom tighter against Maryam's other hip. Her buttocks were two firm little globes of hot, poised silk.

Maryam swallowed. Oh god oh god.....!!

Pleasure stabbed electrically upward into her as Nell wriggled the top of her silky cunt harder into her hip bone.

She found her voice at last.

“What are you doing...? I – what are you -DOING-?!”

Nell did not answer, merely reached for the hem of Maryam's nightie, pulled her hips slightly back, lifted the hem over her hip and again thrust her furred mound back firmly against Maryam's now naked hip. The crisp, smoke-soft hair and molded, lipped heat of it sent shudders through her cunt. She kissed Maryam's shoulder softly. “Mommy....” she whispered.

She was amazed, aghast, terribly excited and overwhelmingly stimulated all at the same time. They were her -daughters-...! Some part of her realized she should be revolted, ashamed, angry even. Another part of her, the lonely part, the part that missed her husband... but they were -girls-! Women! They didn't have... penises...

Does it matter? Her pussy said no.

“Nell... Patty... no this is...” She was blabbering, out of her mind with arousal, dripping wet, ready, and she had no heart in her denial. All morals, thoughts, prevarications... it was being swept away in a tide of such piercingly intense sexual arousal as she had last felt with her husband. But they were her -daughters-....! Somehow that intensified her driving, overwhelming excitement.

Patricia turned to her, firm bare tits sliding over her arm, also throwing her leg over Maryam's, and also thrust her carbon-copy cunny forward, so that she had four perfect, young breasts pushing into her chest, a hairy little fat mound pressing onto each hip. She wanted to groan with the overwhelming force of her arousal. Her own adult cunt was on fire, sparking delight through her, little bolts of pleasure shuddering up through her hips and desperately swirling belly. Even her anus cramped inward in time with her shuddery-feeling vagina.

She wanted to speak again,make some protest, but Nell reached out and her hand touched Maryam's belly. Just touched, grounded, then laid there, not moving. She could feel the heat of Nell's hand through the thin satin of her nightie. Her daughter lifted her head, brushed her lips against Maryam's neck and cheek. Her furry mound urged forward firmly against Maryam, pressing against her. An indescribably delicious spark of pure sex surged through her as she realized Nell's pussy was -wet- - she could feel the broad lips just below and the slick wetness running out of them as her daughter urged her young sex against her. Patty in turn kind of shivered her hips side to side, brushing her own smoky-soft pubic hair lightly against Maryam's other leg.

Nell was... definitely aroused. The mere thought wanted to make her jump out of her skin with desperate excitement.

“Nobody need know, mommy... we want to make you forget... we love you...”

Nell was definitely taking the initiative – moving deliberately she placed her hand down Maryam's belly, tugging her nightie upward further. She slid it in below and rubbed slowly over the pit of Maryam's stomach. The warm skin against hers was like electric fire pumping through her. She tried to utter another protest but all she managed was a low, groaning moan.

Patty was touching her leg, her hand slow but sure on Maryam's upper thigh, her hot, furry little cunt jammed hard against Maryam's leg. She was amazed at herself, it was so quick: her big vulva was thumping with arousal, seeming to glow with excitement, wet, cramping gently on itself at the proximity of their smaller ones.

Oh my god oh my god they are my daughters but I can't STAND IT!!

Nell kissed her neck, gently licked the soft skin. She almost cried out with the intensity of it. She didn't know that to do, a kind of panic was overcoming her, she was out of her mind with sex but had no idea how to do anything about it how did this even work they were all... -female-... did she...?

Nell moved her face upward, gently licked her earlobe, her hand slow and steady on her belly, her fingertips tracing lines of fire on her mother's skin. Patty was equally busy, her hand slowly stroking up Maryam's thigh, almost, but now quite touching the fat panty-covered wedge of her dripping, melting womanhood. She almost screamed at the thunderbolt that shot through her as Nell's tongue slipped over her ear.

Never had she gotten this hot this fast, this intensely, this quickly. She was startled to realize she was gasping, like she had just run a hundred yards. Her body was hot, sexual tension and ardent, overwhelming excitement swirling through her, electric, wonderful, her slit a glowing, throbbing, living thing between her legs.

Nell licked her ear again, then very gently bit the underside of her earlobe. Pleasure shot through her... how did she know to do that?!

“How... how... do you...”

Nell laughed softly, looking over at Patricia. They leaned in, kissed each other. It was deeply sensual, sexual.

The shock was almost overwhelming. “You two...?”

Nell looked at her, eyes afire, handsome Andrew-face smoldering, moved up, kissed her – not a daughter kissing her mother, a woman kissing a woman. She again tried to regain control, but a hand slipped behind her neck, keeping her still, and Nell's tongue probed her lips. Simultaneously sensation stabbed into her, Patty's hand was on her... panty.... holding, gripping, moving, groping the fat wedge of her sex.

“Oh god...!! Oh-” Nell kissed her again, her tongue wet and insistent, and she opened her own mouth, her daughter's tongue slipping in like a living thing, twining at her tongue, and she met it, and at last Nell made a sound, a deep groan...

She was going out of her mind.

Patty let go of Maryam's wedge, slid her hand up, gathered her nightie in it, drew it upward. Nell co-operated, and, lost in a haze of shuddery hot arousal, she went along, lifting herself so they could undress her. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the night air was cool on her nipples and breasts, tingling deeply. In moments she was on her back, and then...

“OHHhhhh.....” was all she managed as both her daughters scooped one of her nipples into their hot wet mouths, sucking powerfully. It was like there was a burning wire attached to the tip of each of her breasts, running straight down to her buzzing vulva, to the tip of her thrumming clitoris, and she could -feel- her cunt lips swell open and enlarge and start sparkling with pleasure as each of her daughters sucked hard on her.

She was losing control. She reached up, took a silken tit of each of her daughters in her hand and squeezed the firm young flesh, rolling two dark pointed nipples between thumb and forefinger of each hand. Nell nipped at her tit in return, while Patty groaned against her firm flesh on the other side. Both urged hairy, dripping-wet cunnies tighter against her hips. Excitement and quivering a****l arousal soared through her tense body. Her pussy was streaming, quivering between her legs, swollen and full with arousal. It was like that first time with Andrew...

Only these were her daughters!

She tried to struggle upright, get away, Nell's wonderful, wonderful hot mouth detached from her nipple but Patty kept sucking, roughly tonguing the sensitive erect flesh of her other nipple. Patty butted her hips forward, molding her sex against Maryam, grabbing her with both arms.
“Nell no... no... this... we cannot, Nell...!” she tried to struggle but couldn't detach Patricia's mouth from her tit. Already she was losing her resolve, her vulva a hot well of fire between her thighs.
“Patty no honey let me go...! Patty. Patty...! Nell honey we're family we cannot do thisaaaaahhRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!”

Lightning pleasure shot up her belly and exploded in a rush at the base of her skull, then washed down over her tortured body like a veil of fiery ecstasy. for Nell had slid her hand down into her panties, so smoothly and confidently and quickly, just plunging it in, down over her tingling pubic hair and down into the insidiously wet cleft formed by her major labia beneath, so confident, so smooth, a finger sliding in between her small labia and lightly scoring her horribly sensitive clit hood and then and down and in and deep up into her wet, shuddering vagina in one heart-stopping, confident movement.

She lost control of her voice, could only softly scream, hoarsely, riding the bucking, jabbing sexual delight that surged repeatedly over her body out of her clutching slippery pussy, pushing down hard against Nell's knowing fingers. “Ahhhh! AhhhhhHHHH! NELL! NELL! NELL what are you do-AARGH! NO HONEY NoooOOOOAAAHHHH!!!!!” and then Nell was back at her breast and she thought she was dying for her hot mouth settled over Maryam's sparking nipple again, sucking, nibbling, merciless, her hand and fingers stimulating, rubbing, knowing.

She still wanted to protest, get away, get the wet mouths off her breasts, the silken young tits pushing against her skin, get out, but her sanity was fleeing, driven by a knowing finger up her cunt, the twin mouths at her breasts, Patricia's hand joining her sister's on their mother's glowing sex, stroking, touching, gently tweaking the fat hood of her womanhood at the apex of her pubic triangle, triggering the awful stabbing, gushing pleasure which could only be her clitoris, stroking over it through the hood, driving her... -driving her-...!

“Ohhhhh GODDDD!!! Ohhhh god what... oooohhhh GODDDDDDD!” She didn't know what to do, what to say, how to move, she was -crazy- for this, pleasure as she had years ago experienced flooding her senses. Her vagina clutched at Nell's finger, undulating, quivering, roaring with sexual need, her buttocks tensed, relaxed, tensed again. It was like her clitty, suffering under its little fat hood, under what was clearly expert rubbing from Patricia, was screaming, shrieking raw burning sexual ecstasy up and into her body, like a firehose squirting hot, smoldering pleasure-lava everywhere over her.

It was like a young man, passionately and uncontrollably cumming, his semen spurting everywhere over her, only it was her body, her vulva, vagina and screaming clitoris, and it was her daughters, expertly stimulating her.

She was so hot she could hardly think, but some part of her realized they must have gotten this good with each other....

The filthy thought aroused her even more. She realized she was going to cum, and she was going to cum -soon- and it was going to be utterly nuclear... Oh god...

Suddenly the mouths on her breasts were gone, the finger inside her slipped out of her vagina, no matter how hard she contracted herself to try and keep it inside. The fluttery, teasing strokes on her clitoris's hood ceased. She opened her eyes... to something even more riveting and arousing, as if that was possible.

Nell hooked her panties and she hardly thought a second before lifting her hips so her daughter could slide them down over her legs, her calves, and feet, throwing the cotton away somewhere to the side of the bed. She lifted herself and pushed Maryam's legs open, pushing them wide with her eager help.

Maryam had an idea what was coming, wanted to protest, but rational thought was leaving her, an a****l, driving passion overwhelming her, so long missed, so dearly experienced again.

At the same time Patricia moved up, coming half up of the bed, and in one shocking moment threw a perfect thigh over her face, rearing up, her furry mound and hairy young cunt and curved firm belly and soft thighs filling Maryam's world, her beautiful breasts two hills far up the sexy womanly curve of groin and hairy pussy and furry fat mound and soft belly and sculptured chest.

It was like being stabbed with a hot knife, arousal shot through her like a living thing, pleasure radiating through her, irradiating her, for her daughter's cunt reared up and stopped an inch or two from her face as Patty crouched over her, and close-up her daughter's vulva was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, the mounded pouting lips pressed close together under a dark dense mane of curly pubic hair between perfect young thighs, her young sex a deep dark, inviting slit between the wide major labia, fine, silky hair growing on the refolded folds, a hint of wetness in the sculptured cleft. She could smell it, smell Patty, a musky, deep, dark, -woman- odor, incredibly exciting, the unique scent of aroused young female cunt, sensual, wonderful, and a flat, stubby clit-hood revealed at the top where the enormous fat lips joined in under her mane of dark curls.

Andrew's contribution... she clearly had a largish clitoris, larger than her own... arousal swirled electrically through her. How could such a tiny frame hold such a huge cunt...?! She was going mad.

Already she wanted to see Nell's too.

But Nell was moving, settling down between Maryam's widely splayed legs. Maryam started to quiver, she was not sure she was going to be able to handle -that-, but almost in perfect unison she felt Nell's breath on her labia, and the vision of sex and womanhood hovering just over her face started to lower toward her, and she went cross eyed trying to look at it and then Nell pressed it down over her face, molding it over her nose and mouth and chin and her pubic hair tickled Maryam's nose, and it was so HOT and silken and a low, howling cry shuddered from her daughter as she finally lost it and eagerly plunged her tongue up into the dark sex-cleft pressed over her mouth and face, tasting her daughter, and finding she was wet, and then her own sudden choked off scream up into Patty's perfect cunt being ground against her face as at last Nell licked her own pussy, gently, drawing her hot tongue slowly up one of her mother's tingling labia.

She was jumping out of her skin, electricity and little sparklers of sexual delight shooting out of her own vulva, over again as Nell executed another slow, dragging lick with the flat of her tongue over Maryam's quivering pussy, this time licking up the middle, washing her tongue over the inner edge of her mother's smoldering labia and just barely licking Maryam's inner lips, causing another wave of hot pleasure to push up uncontrollably over Maryam's tensed body.

She pushed her own tongue up into the furry, jungle-hot cleft of Patricia's pussy, and groaning loudly, pressed her face into it, crazy with passion, the tip of her tongue finally finding the soft folded flesh hidden deep in Patricia's slit, and she licked deeply and firmly, up toward her daughter's poised clit-hood, the young girl shuddering with pleasure as she let out a low, cawing shriek of delight as her mother stimulated her minor labia and the clitoris above them.

Maryam's world was pussy, the excited musk of young woman overwhelming her sense of smell, the soft, wet silkiness enveloping her tongue, the young female genitals enveloping her face, the pink/red rinds of her daughter's minor labias just barely reachable with her questing tongue in the young woman's dark and deep little love-trench.

Nell was busy between her straining thighs, driving her vulva mercilessly, licking slowly over its splayed pink lips, always upward, up the one lip and then the other, and she felt herself swell and wet further and further, folding open, engorging, quivering, the pleasure the most intense sexual delight she had ever felt without actually being in orgasm. It was like her daughter was reading her mind, knowing when to nibble on the sensitive wet flesh, when to suck, when to lick... pressure was building in her, she knew what it was, welcomed it, she'd last felt it with...

Patty was moaning in a steady rhythm, starting down open-mouthed at her mother over the magnificent jutting breasts and belly and cunt she held to Maryam's face, a sight of such loveliness that Maryam groaned into the young girl's pussy once more, licking firmly inside its wet cleft, probing for her daughter's fat clit.

She was barely holding on, she sensed the edge of the abyss, her body tense and a swirling / tearing arousal in the pit of her stomach building and building on itself, driven by her daughter's knowing tongue. Nell had long since opened Maryam's mature vulva, pulling Maryam's large flat lips apart to get at the tender, tiny pink inner folds of her madly buzzing cunt, and was now sucking them into her lovely mouth, first one, then the other, then both, then starting again... shaking her neat head from side to side, drawing back until they plopped out of her mouth, Maryam groaning up into Patty's poised young vagina as pleasure sizzled and surged and built in her, as intense as anything she had ever felt, and with it a raw, grating sexual delight as she had never thought possible to experience, driven in part by the pussy held over her face by her other twin daughter, and Patty's soft cawing cries of delight as her mother licked her most intimate place, and the delicious sexy tabooness of it all, doing that while the other twin ate her out below.

She couldn't stand it and reached up, pushing Patty slightly up, placing her fingers on her daughter's cleft and pushing the huge fat lips open, revealing the glistening red insides of her daughter's cunny. Her tiny lips were perfect copies of the thickly folded outer ones, thick and slippery, and she pushed her fingertips against them, fascinated now, pushing them up and apart and Patricia made a small “ah!” sound as Maryam moved the stubby little hood back and at last her daughter's magnificently large (and crimsonly rect...) clitoris was revealed.

It was a moment like no other, for her daughter was -huge-. It was at least as long as half of Maryam's pinky's first part, thick and blood-red with her daughter's arousal, a little hard rod standing proud from the apex of her dripping minor labias, with a prominent bulb-like tip, thick and flat-headed... and in one crazy instant Maryam recognized it, saw Andrew's beloved, club-headed penis in it, and then she lost control of herself and pulled down on her daughter's pussy and sucked desperately and Patty obliged, spreading her perfect thighs and sinking low over her mother's face, and then the firm little bar of her daughter's clit was against her lips and she opened her mouth and sucked and a sudden loud scream split the air as the sensations speared up into Patty as her mother sucked her clitoris down and out of her shuddering pussy and drew it into her mouth deeply and passionately.

Patty shivered powerfully, her entire body quivering, pressing down hard, and Maryam took her daughter's clitty still deeper into her mouth, sucking, licking, pushing it with her lips, swirling her tongue over the tiny head at the end of her daughter's erect little rod. Patricia started gasping, shaking her head from side to side, her face flushed beet-red. Her knuckles slowly went white where she clung to the headboard, thrusting her wet sex up against her mother's face, grinding it from side to side, crazy with delight, quivering, shaking, clearly racing to a climax, shaking her neat, beautiful head from side to side as if in disbelief at the pleasure she was being seared with.

Maryam was starting to loose it rather swiftly herself, Nell's masterful application of cunnilingus on her vulva was driving her insane, her daughter seeming to read her mind, licking her mother's wide, excited cunt lips with slow, dragging strokes, occasionally nipping one of Maryam's soft inner labia with her teeth, then sucking another fold of her mother's cunt from the opposite side of Maryam's vulva up into her mouth before playing with her tongue over it and letting it pop back out to set off new sparkling waves of sexual delight through her cunt.

Her hand was now at Miriam's entrance, her fingertips teasing, knowing, stroking the opening of her mother's vagina, setting off yet more swirling streamers of arousal all over Miriam's burning skin. Insidiously her daughter moved her fingertips a bit higher and teased her pee opening gently, rubbing from side to side...

“Yes... yes Nelly... put your finger in...” she managed to gasp after taking her mouth off Patty's genitals and hard little nubbed clitty for a second. Patty objected with an almost irritated little grunt to the stopping of her own vulva's stimulation, seizing her mother's head again, holding Maryam's face still and re-ramming her vulva onto her face with an explosive, moaning gasp of returned sexual pleasure.

Her other daughter obliged, not as she expected – a slow, gliding penetration – instead her daughter rammed a finger in roughly and suddenly, stunning her, digging into her cramping vagina, dragging her minor labia up into it, and her cunt lips pulled down hard on her thrumming clit, exactly like when a man would ram his penis in, losing control of himself, and she gave a quick scream into Patty's vulva for this was -exactly- how Andrew had entered her that first time, losing control of himself... but this was so much better, her face buried in a perfect pussy, the smells of it, the low, sawing screams Patty was uttering, Nell grunting against her excited wet folds, licking, spearing inside, touching it...


Nell followed the first finger heedlessly with another, and she roughly rammed it up Maryam's slit - and Maryam started to begin losing control. She welcomed it, and in another sense was afraid of it, for she could feel her own level of arousal and sexual excitement, and it was in a place so high she wondered if she'd ever felt it like that with Andrew. How did the little mynx -know-?!

Her orgasm was going to be a killer, and the anticipation and deep sexual pleasure already overwhelming her hinted that it was going to be unlike anything she had ever experienced. The delicious... wrongness of it all, the beautiful crimson lipped vulva being ground by her panting daughter into her face, the tongue at her own sparking wet petals, the fingers of her other daughter driving now in her vagina, her hot tongue on Maryam's inflamed love-trench, her expert, occasional licks on Maryam's engorged clitoris... she was going out of her mind.

She reached up herself and just as roughly rammed a finger up into Patty's dripping slit. Her daughter hissed and cried out, shaking her head from side to side. Her daughter was silky, wet, tight, wonderful, and her slippery vagina cramped inward powerfully around Maryam's finger. Her other finger had slipped in between the girl's poised little round firm buttocks, and her fingertip touched Patty's little ringed anus, which crimped itself inward to another ecstatic gasping cry from her daughter. Did she actually -like- that...?!

Nell heard her sister hiss, and it probably meant something (later Maryam would learn that was how Patty signalled she was starting to cum – that sharp, indrawn hiss – and Nell knew this having played with her sister for a long time) because Nell moved her head, and Maryam felt her daughter open her own pussy lips, pull the inner ones back and up, and the air was suddenly cool on her own erect throbbing clitoris as it was uncapped, and then Nell fell forward and ardently licked it, the same way she had licked her mother's cunt lips, a long, slow, firm dragging lick with he full flat of her wet tongue over the tiny exposed nub.

Maryam shrieked, for she was already orgasming as Nell had dragged back her labia minora to expose her. It was a thunderbolt roaring up her spine, driven by her steel-hard clitoris in Nell's mouth, the rolling, roiling ecstasy of it like a horrible panic engulfing her entire being. She fell back from Patty's cunt, stabbing her fingers up hard into the soft depths of her spread-eagled daughter's pussy and she shuddered as well, crouching over her, then hissed and then -screamed-, plunging into the start of her own climax.

Maryam wanted to say something, anything, but the raw rending delight turned it into a long, low, shuddering scream of agonizing pleasure.

“Nell I'm comingaaaAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! AAHHAA!!!!! FUUUUCK!!!!! FUCKFUCKFUUUCK!!!” was all she managed, and she burst into flame, pleasure and ecstasy and delight building in her cunt, feeding on itself, like a microphone, a screeching crescendo of pleasure upon pleasure, electric, consuming her being, sexual delight as she had long missed, her vulva finally bursting open, ripped open, in a shuddery exploding blast of utter sexual bliss shooting out of her sex, boiling out all over her, burning her, scoring her, and she felt herself crash over the precipice and felt her vagina start to cramp in rhythm with the utter ecstasy immolating her. Over and over and higher and hotter until all she could do was -feel- and scream and orgasm, riding the hot waves of ecstasy, out of her mind with pleasure and lust and a****l delight, and still it was intensifying, getting hotter, harder, more intense as her daughter nipped hard at her clitoris's tip, fingers pumping smoothly in and out of her mother's orgasming slit, at exactly the pace of an orgasming man, and what should have been pain from her brutalized clit only being more and more and more pleasure, wave after wave and she felt as if she was racked over a white-hot fire mixed with cold ice but the flames was sexual satisfaction and more incomprehensible ecstasy than she had never felt before.

And -still- it went tighter, harder, hotter, faster. Patty was off somewhere above her, climaxing, screaming like a banshee, Maryam's face enveloped in her pussy, her daughter leaking something wetly out of her climaxing cunt, and she had lowered herself and was grinding her immolated slit savagely over her mother, rubbing the big fat lips and huge clit and dripping, shuddering vagina all over Maryam's nose, forehead, mouth, chin, shrieking loudly, orgasming, cumming, juddering her shapely hips back and forth, insane with orgasm, unladylike curses and loud bubbling shrieks bursting from her daughters mouth as she was immolated in sex, her face blood-red, shaking her head from side to side as if she couldn't believe the horror enveloping her orgasming cunt and anus and body and tits and face and back and legs. She softly mewled “fuck... fuck... fuckfuckfuCK!!!” then scream, then start mewling it again, faster and louder to another scream, then mewling again, each scream timed with a savage downward humping thrust of her dripping cunny over Maryam's face.

Maryam was panicking, it had never been -this- intense, she couldn't believe her body could experience -this-, the tearing, wracking tsunami still roaring up her, getting more intense each second, higher and hotter and farther than she had ever believed possible, driven by her daughter's knowing teeth and tongue and fingers, her smoking cunt madly spewing glowing sexual pleasure all over her like a firehose, and then at some point it almost turned to pain and her vulva kind of detonated and it felt as if it had been exploded open to the sides but also kind of -into- her, and then reality turned to shards of glass and she fell back. She gave one last howling shriek, and suddenly she had to pee and it was like a thunderbolt and she tried to warn Nell but couldn't and she felt herself go, something warm spurting out of her climaxing pussy all over her daughter's face, repeatedly, somehow intensifying the sexual ecstasy a thousandfold, until at last she howled in agony-pleasure once more, then fell back, her face wet with Patricia's pussy-juices, her daughter's orgasmic cries and shrieks of pleasure fading... to black.

Much later she came to, both her daughters with their heads on her chest, Nell's face smelling strongly of her own cunt and what she thought might be her pee. Patty was half asleep, but moaned softly into her tits as she stirred slightly.

Nell reared up and kissed her, and Maryam smelled herself. Her daughter's face was covered with Maryam's cunt smell. It was rank, intensely female, but so wonderful...

“Mommy you okay?”

“Yes Nelly... oh my god what did we do...”

“We took care of each other... that's what families do, isn't it?”

Her daughter kissed her, and she tasted herself. Nell's face was... wet?

“Honey did I... pee on you?”

“No mommy you just came... it was beautiful...”

“Do you and Nelly...?

Her handsome daughter smiled, reared up a little. Her nipples on her small firm apple-breasts stood proud and pointed, and in a new rush of arousal Maryam realised Nell hadn't cum yet.

“Yes...”

“Oh my god. I mean oh my -god-...” was all Maryam could get out.

Nell smiled again, moved up, threw her leg over Maryam's face, just like Patty had done.

“Oh my god... Nell...”

Nell was virtually identical to Patty, big, fat, broad outer labia, just a deep, dark slit, no inner labia visible at all. Nell's sex was clearly aroused, wetness glistened in the dark trench, and her daughter reached down and spread herself, pulling the heavy outer lips of her puss open. It was glistening wet.

Maryam stared, she was a bit calmer now, how can a cunt be so... beautiful?! So perfect?

Nell was a delicate pink inside her cunny where Patty was much more crimson (she wondered if it was because maybe Patricia had been more aroused – she hadn't been able to concentrate when Patty had cum as she had been cumming herself) her minor labia two tightly folded and refolded pink ridges against the inner edges of her major labias. Her daughter reached a finger in, drawing it over the wet inner lips, stroking them open, then up over the chubby hood where they met, drawing down and uncapping her big clitoris. It was just as large and thick as Patty's.

“Please mommy...” she whispered, slowly lowering herself.

“Lick my clitty... lick my clitty... please... yes... yes.. that's it mommy... yessssss... yesss.... lick the head, lick the head... lick the HEAD!! Oh MOMMY!!!! Mommymommymommy...!”

For some reason Maryam could only stare as the pink little rod came nearer, mounted in the wet pink slitted gash of her daughter's vulva, until Nell eased it against her lips, the delicate little clitoris-head and her daughter's minor labia pushing, urging against her mouth, the girl's pubic curls dense and silky soft against her mother's forehead.

A voluptuous shudder shivered up Nell's body as Maryam opened her mouth slightly and allow her daughter to push her clit-head in between her slightly parted lips. She gently licked the round little tip, setting off a loud groan and an even more intense shudder in her daughter's body.

She licked it again. And again. She couldn't stop herself.

Soon there was a rhythm. Nell seemed to like it a bit differently, instead of mashing her sex against Maryam's face she kept the splayed wet lips slightly off Maryam's face, leading her pussy with her clitoris, keeping herself stretched open with her fingertips. She eased her clitoris into Maryam's mouth, then withdrew slightly to drag it over her face and cheeks, then back, her face, swollen beet-red, staring down at her mother over the magnificent hillocks of tits, flat young stomach, and pouting pink girl-gash.

Her fragrant pubic hair tickled Maryam's nose.

Maryam was lost, young excited cunt-musk enfolded her head, her daughter's firm, soft quivery thighs on each side, her long clitoris like a tiny penis tracing circles over her face.

She had no idea how long it lasted, only that it was the sheerest physical heaven she had ever experienced in her life. Slowly, Nell's movements became more urgent, the clitoris-grinding movements became a bit faster, and she started spending more time in Maryam's mouth as she came closer to climax.

Nell tried to keep a rhythm, but Maryam could sense her losing it, her big clitoris driving at her mother's lips, fucking them like a tiny little penis.

Then, in one crystal-beautiful moment, she suddenly shuddered violently, then rammed her puss down on Maryam's face and screamed loudly as her orgasm exploded in her gorgeous young body.

“Mommmy... MommmmyyyyYYY!!!! Mommy..... FUUUUCK!!!!!”

Unlike Patty she did not grind it around, just pressed her genitals down -hard- ramming her clit against Maryam's lips, shuddering and shaking and screaming, and Maryam sucked hard, the screams stuttering to a stop and then turning to wild, gasping shrieks of pleasure as she drove her daughter right into hell.

Nell screamed and screeched, juddering around, riding her mother's face with her burning wet gash, shuddering, pushing, screaming, screaming, pushing, shuddering, until at last she ended with a litany of “MommymommymommyMOMMMYMOMMYMOMMYYYY!!!!!” then gave one last cawing, screaming howl of unendurable ecstasy, before relaxing explosively and convulsively falling over backward, gasping and moaning as she slowly came down from her climax.

It was so incredible Maryam had forgotten about Patty. She was laying slightly to the side, smiling, her hand working her slit, her eyes smoldering. She leaned in and took Patricia's left tit in her mouth, immediately going for the nipple. Maryam groaned, the pleasure returning in a warm sexual rush all over her skin. Nell dragged herself upright, her hair a mess, staring at Maryam, then put a palm on her mother's curly venus mound and pressed down firmly, smiling at her mother. Arousal flared once more in Maryam's adult mother's vulva.

Sexual pleasure shuddered up Maryam's belly and radiated in a hot aura all over her body once again. Nell dropped forward, kissed her, her small, hard-nippled breasts pushing into Maryam's soft, adult ones, and she started licking Maryam's face, licking her own juices off her mother.

Patty bit gently on one of her tingling nipples, drew her head back, let the sensitive little point drop down. Then she licked it, sucked, nibbled, released. And again.

Maryam shuddered.

It was going to be a long night.