Sibling Envy 3

by Joaane

My husband works away on the oil rigs, one month on, one month off. When he is home my girls know that we need to be a family and do what families do. Breast feeding Beth still goes on but less often now as she takes more solid food. Chelsea is a daddy’s girl and cuddles up to him all the time he is home. He has no idea what a great little lover she has become.

Each time he goes away, we are all a month older. Since my last episode six months has disappeared. A lot happens in a young girl’s life in six months, the difference between ten and ten and a half is remarkable, particularly in one as sexually active as Chelsea. She now has the beginnings of breasts of her own. Bumps really with over sized nipples, which may be from the action they get. There is also the hint of pubic hair, it is soft and very blond, none of the coarseness that will come later. In fact, I can only really see it as the light catches it when I go down on her.

Beth too has changed, at two years old she is out of nappies altogether even at night. She is always running around getting into everything. You need to have your eye on her all the time. She still comes to the breast but less often now, more for comfort then anything else. I, of course, still love it.

We had left Beth with her Gran. We were going to drop their dad off at the heliport and wave him off to work. Beth would have been too much of a handful. We joined the group who were also there to wave off their men. I could tell the wives and girlfriends that were going to miss their man the most. They hung onto them longer, kissing and hugging unable to tear themselves away.

Even before the helicopter was over the horizon, Chelsea whispered, “Mamma.” We left the other families waving at men that could no longer see them and went back into the small heliport and found the ladies toilet. There were only two stalls, two sinks and a mirror.

We entered a stall and locked the door. Chelsea had me sat on the loo and pulled my tee shirt and bra up exposing my breasts. As soon as the air hit them they hardened and the nipples stood out. She put a leg on each side of me and sat on my lap. This had her legs spread wide. She lifted a breast and locked onto it. She held it cupped in her hands as she began to feed off me. I slipped my hand up her skirt and felt the damp gusset. I couldn’t see her pussy, my tits were in the way. I caressed it through her panties. Just then at least two people came into the toilet. “Oh Fuck, there is only one,” a woman’s voice said. “Me first,” the young teenager pleaded. “OK but, be quick.”

I slipped my fingers into Chelsea’s panties and found her clit. She rubbed against my hand and sucked harder on my nipple. I heard the girl next start her powerful flow, which made me want to do the same. I slipped my hand down to my pussy and pulled my gusset to one side and pee’ed heavily into the bowl. The sound of those two next door, the exquisite pain of having my nipple almost sucked off and a handful of slippery young pussy, were more than I could bear. My thighs quivered and my hot pussy went into spasm. I pee’ed and I orgasmed at the same time. I had to bite my lip to stop me from screaming out.

We left the toilet very unsteady on our feet, I was sure people would see that my knees were trembling. We made it to our SUV. Chelsea ran ahead the last few yards and opened the back door and fell onto the seat on her back spreading her legs. “Mamma,” she called. This was a car park, a public car park. Most of the other cars had gone while we were in the toilet but, there were still a few cars scattered about. What about the risk. I glanced around nervously. I looked back and Chelsea had pulled her panties to one side showing me her pussy. The decision was made.

The risk of being caught was very exciting as I leaned over her. I licked at her clit and finger fucked her to a raging orgasm. When I looked up from my work with my face shiny wet with my daughter’s juices, I saw that the car park was now empty. What they thought as they approached their cars I can only guess at.

Chelsea always took her pleasure in her stride. She jumped out of the rear seat as if she was going to school as she so often did. She jumped up into the front seat and belted up. She looked at me with her beautiful smile, “I love you Mamma,” she said.

I smiled back. I loved her with all my heart. I was smiling broadly as I started the car and set off to pick Beth up from her Gran’s house.