| Tomorrow with Caroline After Caroline and I began our sexual relationship from her catcing me masturbating, we continued and expanded our sexual involvement to include her sister and brother. My husband was involved later on but that is better told in a different site. My gratitude goes to all of you who read and responded to my story about my daughter Caroline catching me masturbating and then becoming sexually active with me. Your comments and encouragements have prompted this continuation of those sweet memories. Caroline didn't forget that I had told her that "tomorrow" we would play again. That promise made as I was tucking her in, following our first sexual sharing, was one we both remembered and was one we both wanted fulfilled. Honestly, I don't think I've ever had a more restless night than the one before "tomorrow". My mind was in chaos as I remembered in vivid detail the first time we made each other orgasm. Caroline at 10 was slim but not skinny, her body toned by the softball and volleyball she played in school and most Saturdays. Her voice is just a tiny bit squeaky, her eyes are green, like mine, and her nipples are just beginning to puff. Her long legs give her a height of about 4feet 4 inches, and I could still feel them clenching my head as I licked her to bliss. My sweet, beautiful girl, shuddering through a climax on her mother's mouth, then eagerly returning the favor, was I crazy, am I sick, how will that affect her, all such questions fluttered through my thoughts. And yet, deep inside me I knew we were going to do it again. She awakened me by climbing into my bed and kissing me full on the lips, sliding her little tongue across my teeth. It startled me, you know what morning breath is like, and I clapped my hand to my mouth. And then she slid down to put her hand in my slit and my right nipple in her mouth, and I knew there was no turning back. All the questions that disturbed my sleep were smothered in the memories of her tongue and lips on me and mine on her. I wanted it, I needed it, apparently she did too, but to be sure I asked if she wanted to do it. She grinned and said, "yes yes yes" bouncing with every word. So I told her that I needed to rinse my mouth and go to the bathroom and rolling out of bed I headed for those necessities noticing her following after me. She wanted mouthwash too and got it, she wanted to watch me pee and did, I watched her pee and wihout even thinking licked her little pussy clean when she stood up. Can you imagine this late 20's mom on her knees licking out her daughter's "peepee", that's me dear readers, all 5 foot 4 inches of me, tangled brownish hair and stocky form, my face buried in my 10 year old daughter's slit, licking away like some sex-starved lunatic and revelling in her mewing responses. All that stopped me from bringing her off right there was the pain in my knees on that tile floor. So, I got to my feet, pulled her up in my arms and carrioed her to the bed almost dropping her when I saw her little sister Marcia on all fours looking at us from the bed. 8 years old and an observer of her mom licking her sister's peepee, Marcia's question was, "Sissy is your peepee sore?". Of course, she knew I kissed their booboos to make the hurt go away, it took me a few seconds to find that in my dumbstruck state, but it did finally dawn on me. Caroline said, "It feels good Marky, let momma lick you". My littlest angel said, "okay" and got on her knees and came to the side of the bed and stopped there waiting. It was too late to do anything else, so I told her to lie down with her legs over the side of the bed and that both Sissy and I would lick her. Caroline giggled and Marcia said, "Mommy first". So I did it, I licked my youngest daughter's virginal slit while my older daughter watched and waited her turn. Believe it or not, I was growing by leaps and bounds in my own need; damning myself in one thought, driving myself on in the next, all the while my pussy dripping it's readiness and throbbing with hunger. I licked and my hands went to her little nipples and gently stroked them and she lay there going, "ummmmmmm". Caroline's face was right next to mine and I eased to the side and watched Caroline's mouth take my place on Marcia's pussy. Marcia hardly noticed, her eyes were closed and she was softly humming as I eased onto the bed and began licking her little nipples. She giggled and I looked into her bright eyes smiling down at me and sensed that she was enjoying it all. Marcia didn't have an orgasm. Caroline licked for a few minutes and then just gave up and said, "It's not like when I lick you Mom". I don't know at what age girls can have orgasms, Marcia didn't on that occasion but would do so many times in the future, with Caroline, with me and with her brother Harvey. But for now I had to explain to them both that we're all different and don't have the same feelings always. I asked Marcia if she liked what we did and she said , "It was funny, Harvey does it too". Harvey is my middle child and only son. I looked at Caroline and she at me and we both understood what that meant. So I asked Caroline if Harvey had ever licked her and she said he hadn't. I asked Marcia when Harvey had licked her and she said, "when I kissed his peepee". Needing to know more, I asked when she had done that and she said ,"In the tent". Ah ha! we tent camp at the nudist resort we usually attend, and there my 9 year old son and my 8 year old daughter had been doing oral sex. I asked Caroline to go wake up Harvey and tell him to come to my bedroom, and she did. Sleepy-eyed and tousle-headed he came mostly stumbling into the bedroom and slumped down to the floor beside the bed next to Marcia's dangling legs. I asked him if he had been licking Marcia's peepee and he nodded a "yes". I asked if she had been kissing his peepee, and again he nodded a "yes". So, there I am with all 3 of my treasures, naked as the day they were born and all 3 engaging in oral sex in one way or another. Forgive me but I thought that was about the sweetest thing I would ever know. All I could do was to reach out and pull them all to me in a big, teary-eyed momma hug. Holding those warm, sweet bundles of my joy, still feling my own need for release, I asked Harvey if I could kiss his peepee. He nodded another "yes" and I took him in my arms and across my lap and leaned down to suck his penis with my daughters watching from each side. Harvey giggled and his little dick became stiff in my mouth. Caroline asked if she could kiss it, so I showed her how to take it in her mouth and cover her teeth with her lips so they didn't scratch him. She sucked it a bit and said, "It doesn't taste good". I asked Harvey if he would like us to suck it more and his "yes" nod was right there again, so I went to get a wet cloth and came back to wash him off and there was Marcia sucking him. Watching for a minute or two I was so aroused by the sight I began fingering myself, and in a burst of uncontrollable lust knelt by the bed and began licking Caroline's pussy. It was all over in no more than 2 minutes, my pussy exploded in an orgasm that contorted my body and stopped my breathing, I slumped to the floor only semi-conscious with my eyes still fixed on Marcia sucking Harvey's dick. My collapse frightened them. Everything stopped. Marcia was open mouthed and Harvey was wide-eyed and Caroline was crawling toward me with concern written all over her face. I was a tangle of emotion and confusion. My body was still fevered by it's lust but my mind was fragmnented by it's images and thoughts and fears, and I began to cry. They all gathered to me, "What's wrong mommy?", "Why are you crying?", their questions came at me like arrows. I managed to get control and smiled and assured them I was alright and everything was okay. A dozen ksses smeared across my face and mouth and 3 loving children snuggled against me in their love. We held each other for a while and Caroline asked if we could play some more. Harvey said, "yeah mom, can we?" and little marcia just looked up grinning. I said, "Let mommy rest a few minutes and we'll have some ice cream and talk about it". That seemed a great idea to them and we scurried to the kitchen to serve our "sweet tooths". While we ate I asked Marcia if she liked our playing, and her response was a vigorous "unh Hunh". I asked Harvey if he liked what we did and he nodded that big "yes" once more. I asked Caroline if she liked sucking Harvey and she said, "Not as much as licking you momma". So, I told them all that what we did was fun and good but that we couldn't do that except in my bedroom. They all seemed to accept that, smiling with their ice-creamy lips and my heart melted it was so full of love's warmth. Our story continues even yet, and if there is interest in later events I'll be happy to share them. Thank you for reading and thanks again to those who encouraged me to follow up on the first remembrances. Love to you all, Jeanne |