Sleepover, Part 6

by Joanne

I really thought that me and Helen were finally going to get a night alone together. Chloe and Zoe were still sore after their session with the stable girl, Julie. I really thought that this would slow them down, but not a chance. Although they were still sore, the girls still wanted to party. They had burst into our room wearing nothing but strap-ons. Ten year old girls have boundless energy. Zoe was wearing her mother's strap-on with its enormous dick. It looked even bigger against her little, smooth, titless body. Chloe was wearing the one bought for her by Zoe. It was more proportional to her body, she just looked rampant.

We tried to divert their attention with a tickle fight but, it wasn't long before they started to work their magic on us. I was on my back and Helen was across me. We were face to face and holding each other. We kissed and caressed each other. Chloe spread my legs and mounted me, she was giggling, clearly enjoying the power it gave her. Zoe pulled Helen up on to her knees and took her from the rear. The girls did their work but, Helen made love to me with the upper part of her body. We were somehow, in a world of our own. We kissed, our tongues playing together. She kissed my eyes, my mouth, my neck, my breasts and kissed and probed my ears. Our breath was hot and urgent. As we were reaching our climax together Helen began to call out in gasps,”Oh yes, Oh yes,” and then finally, as her orgasm hit her, she called out, “Joanne, I love you.”

It was the first time she had ever said that, I hit my orgasm with her and melted into a deep feeling of euphoria. I held on to her, keeping her close, not wanting it to end. The girls having achieved their objective, melted away to the other room. We were alone at last. We just lay there with our hearts pounding to the same beat. I found her ear, “Helen, Oh my Helen,” I whispered, “ I love you too.”

I caressed her slowly, traveling down her body, kissing every part of her, paying homage to her perfection. I was burning with an intense desire. We rolled over and over as we each searched the other. We ended up tail to tail and as I opened the wonderful flower of her pussy she made love to mine. As our passion grew again, and grew to new heights, and as our orgasms approached I became aware of something I hadn't known before, I was crying.

I was the first to wake in the morning. Helen was cradled in my arms. Her breathing was calm now. I was careful not to make any sudden moves that would wake her. I got slowly up onto my elbow and marveled at her beauty. She was perfection. Her long blond hair was spread out across the pillow. She was lay on her back with one of her long, lovely, tanned legs slightly bent at the knee. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples pink against the creamy part of her breasts that were covered by her bikini. Her strong, flat stomach beautifully tanned from the sun, drew the eye down to the other creamy area, the triangular shape of her bikini bottoms. The triangle surrounded the bushy, blond, almost ginger and well groomed minge. The tingling feelings of love running through me are difficult to describe. She gave the little shudder, that she always did, as she woke up. She opened her eyes, the lovely clear, steely blue eyes. She smiled, “Good morning darling,” she said.

It was then that the flood gates opened, when the years of pent up emotion flooded out. All the pain, the trauma and the hardship of previous years all melted away. The kisses were tender and searching. Our tears blending into one. Our bodies reacted urgently to each other. Our nipples yearned, our pussies wept and our clits reached out for each other. We savoured each moment. Our lips touching gently. Our hot breath merging. Our love, our passion surged through us. Our bodies were entwined as we rolled over this way and that, each of us melting into the other. At our climax, it was as if we shared the same orgasm, running through both bodies as one, no border between us. I was absolutely and totally in love for the first time in my life.

The girls were showered and dressed in clean bikinis when the came into the living area. They were still flushed from their love making in the shower. They indulged themselves every morning. We were just cooking breakfast, but there must have been something in the air. They stopped in their tracks. It must have been that obvious. They immediately realised the truth. They gave each other a high five and then ran to us.

My Chloe ran to Helen and Zoe to me, they just hugged us and said nothing. We lifted them into our arms. They clamped us around our necks and held us tight. From that highly charged moment on, we were a family. There was nothing said, nothing agreed, no grand plan, just a close emotional bond of love binding us all together.

The morning was spent lazing around and sun bathing close to the caravan. Relaxed, just watching the other campers going backwards and forwards along the boardwalk to the beach. When we eventually got tired of the sun, and as it got too hot as midday approached, we decided that we would spend the afternoon in the local pool. We all piled into 'Doggy', the van, and went off into the town. The girls were no longer sore from the horses.

They were bouncing up and down excitedly in the back. “Mummy?” Chloe asked with her arm round Zoe's neck, “Are we sisters now?” I looked at Helen, she had her feet up on the dash board as usual. She was smiling, a sight that went straight to my clit. “I hope so,” Helen said, looking to me waiting for my reaction. “Yes,” I said. The back of the van irrupted into fits of giggles and cheers. “And do we have two mummies?” shouted Zoe. I took hold of Helen's hand, her smile and and the unmistakable tremble in the hand answered the question. “Yes,” I said, “You have two moms.”

The pool was as busy as ever. Once we had all changed into our lovely, body hugging, one piece costumes, we entered the public area. The girls were ahead of us, their cute little bottoms wobbling as they walked. They looked good enough to eat. The girls made another beeline to the whirlpool. They stopped and looked back at us as they saw the fat black woman sat in it with a her little six or seven year old twins on each side of her. “Its still alright,” I said. “Its ok if you want to.”

With their mummy's approval they ran to the whirlpool and got into it. The twins were adorable. Their deep brown skin shining wet. Their curly black hair tied into pig tails. all three of them were smiling a greeting. The twins moved away from where they were at each side of their mom. The woman gestured to the girls to sit where the twins had been, next to her. “Hi girls,” she said. “Will you look after the twins again later, I was hoping to see you.” She was smiling even more broadly. “I just want to relax for a bit,”

Chloe and and Zoe went across to her and sank down into the foaming water. The woman's hand went straight to their pussies. They lay back against the pool side as the chubby fingers found their way into their costumes and probed their clits and fingered them. They relaxed and allowed the waves of passion to run through them. Their bodies quivered, as if from the cold if anyone was watching, as their orgasms washed away into the pool, “ Its my turn girls,” the fat woman said. She lay back against the side and spread her legs.

The girls each got a hand into the woman's costume. The woman having two expert, but very small hands on her pussy, melted immediately into a quivering mass of vibrating jelly. The black pussy was covered in a mass of tight curly hair. The massive cunt opened up for them. Chloe played with the huge and very hard clit while Zoe fucked her with the whole of her hand. The woman suddenly stiffened and she then ejaculated her orgasm into the water.

It was a little while before the woman's breathing returned to normal. She then stood up and said, “You can look after my girls for me now.” She then got out of the whirlpool and walked unsteadily toward the main swimming pool.

The twins had waited patiently while their mother was given a seeing to. They now settled down onto the girls laps. They were facing them as before, sitting on their laps, their arms around the girl's necks and with theirs little legs spread wide. The girls got their hands into their little costumes, and as before and frigged them until they orgasmed and nearly throttled the girls with their arms round their necks. There laps went hot as the twin's orgasm ended, and as before, they finished by peeing all over the girls.

It didn't seem long before their mother returned and pulled them out of the whirlpool. “Thank you again,” she said. They watched as the trio waddled off towards the changing rooms. The twins turned and still smiling waved “Bye Bye” before disappearing out of the room. The girls also left the whirlpool, and held their knees tightly to their chests, as they each performed a running bum dive, splashing massively on each side of their moms. We played tag, as we chased each other around the pool, they laughed and giggled, especially when it was one of their moms doing the chasing. We were all having the time of our lives.

We were tired out as we drove back to the camp. Tired but very happy. The girls now understood that within our new, but strong, family dynamic, they were still free to enjoy extra family sexual activity, if and whenever they wanted to. Helen and I also had an unspoken understanding, that teen and preteen sex was extra to, and complimented our own relationship. Our overwhelming love for each other didn't diminish, in the slightest, our desire for young pussy.