Sibling Envy 5

by Joaane

My life has improved beyond measure I have gone from being a lonely wife every other month when my man is away on the oil rig, to being totally fulfilled as a wife, as a mother and as a daughter.

After that first session, my mother is keener than ever to baby-sit than ever before. Every time my Dad goes off to his football or on the golf course she is on the phone. She laughed once that dad wants to know why she is so randy these days and why her tits are so sore. She assures me that she hasn’t told him.

The truth is that me and my girls have become regular visitors. Another six months has gone by and Chelsea’s breast are still little, but less little than before. She is very proud of them. She wears a bra now, but I suspect that sometimes she packs it out a bit. Sometimes she is more endued than others. Her pubic hair is definitely more pronounced. Little Beth is also more advanced she is now three and much better behaved.

Hubby has just gone off to work again. Beth is old enough to come with us now to wave him off, much to the delight of her Dad. Once on board the helicopter though, and we were off to the toilet, but now Chelsea and I have Beth swinging from our hands between us. The picture of innocence. Once in the cubical I have a girl on each tit and two hands on my pussy. The girls purr as I finger fuck one and caress the pussy of the other. Beth has become more passionate, she tends to bite at my tits as I play with her little clitoris, that little button that sends her wild.

As usual the car park is almost deserted by the time we get to it. It has become routine that Chelsea gets to the car first. She throws herself onto her back across the back seat. Now though, Beth is not far behind her and quickly positions herself straggling Chelsea’s face. Just as I go down on Chelsea so it is that Beth gets her pussy licked. Both girls like this most of all and the danger of public attentions adds to the thrill. The giggles get louder almost to dare sightseers.

Chelsea’s bum has taken on a new pertness that is beautiful and ahead of her years. She has mastered the art of swinging her hips so that her mini dresses and skirts flick up in a tantalizing way. She is just eleven but already turning heads. Beth and I love her to bits. I have always loved her since birth, but I have only recently discovered how much they really love each other.

It was when my hubby was still at home. What is routine when his was away is impossible when he is there. All he wants to do after a month on the rig is fuck me as often as possible. He fucks himself to a stand still and is soon asleep and contented. I, on the other hand, am usually still high. I usually retire to our en suite and frig myself to my climax.

I don’t know why, but on this occasion, I decided to check on the kids. Hubby had made it clear that it was time for Beth to be in a proper bed. He set up a bed for her in Chelsea’s room. I suspect it was more to do with him wanting to fuck me than anything to do with the girl’s welfare. This night I went to see if she was alright.

I found Beth in Chelsea’s bed. I had not put on the light and stayed in the shadows and watched. Chelsea had kicked the covers off her bed. She had Beth locked onto her young nipple. She had one hand on Beth’s pussy and the other on her own. I watched as Beth let go of the dry tit and moved up the Chelsea’s lips. They kissed long and deep, searching each other’s months with their tongues. It was gentle and loving. They were wrapped in each others arms. Their kissing became more urgent. I watched as they caressed each other’s body. They licked and teased each other’s nipples. Then Chelsea swiveled around so that they were lay side by side top to tail. I watched as they explored each other’s pussy. This wasn’t just sex, this was love. I saw them orgasm together. I saw them settle down arm in arm, lovingly entwined.

I heard hubby stir and call out, “Sweetheart where are you?” I realised that I was pressing myself hard against the jarm of the door, hard against my pubic bone as I watched the scene in front of me. I knew that Chelsea liked to lick pussy, but to see the three year Beth licking her sister to a frenzy had my juices running down my legs. Hubby must have thought it was his birthday because the girls had put me in the mood for some serious fucking. My need for sex was urgent but, was tempered be my desire to make love to my girls. I just wanted to scoop them up and love then to death. I envied the girls ability to have each other and make love to each other anytime they wanted.

Even before Hubby was awake I had planned to take my girls away for the day. I needed to have them, I needed their touch. I needed their feel and the intoxicating taste and smell of their love. I wanted them on my nipples draining me and I wanted them on my pussy. I was lay gently caressing my hot, swollen and very wet pussy as I plotted and schemed. I feared that I would wake hubby up as I suddenly lost control and shuddered through my orgasm. I needn’t have worried, years of sleeping on a noisy rig had trained him to sleep the sleep of the dead.

As early in the morning as I dared I texted my mother, but the reply, when it came, was, “Shit, Dad is planning a day in the garden.” By the time the family was up I had hatched a new plan. Not for the first time in my life I lied to hubby. “We are going to Gran’s today do you want to come with us?” I asked. I knew he hated visiting Gran’s house. The endless tea and chat bored him to death. “No,” he said, “l’ll pass on that.” I texted my mom again, “Do you fancy a trip out with the girls?” Was it my imagination or did the reply come back quicker than before. “Yes please,” it said. We collected my mother and set off in the SUV not really know where we were going. I drove out of town. Once clear of buildings I got off the main roads and into the countryside proper. As I drove down the narrow lanes with the high hedges on each side, Chelsea asked, “Why are some fields yellow?” The idea hit me there and then, but I just said, “It is Rapeseed darling, it’s used to make cooking oil.”

I stopped at a gate to a field. I got out and opened it. I closed it again as soon as we were through. I turned the SUV and drove along the inside of the hedge and then parked it. “Come on,” I called as I jumped out. They all followed and walked in single file as we trampled a path into the crop. Rapeseed is not like grass or even corn. It is very crunchy under foot.

When we arrived at about a hundred yards into the field I marked out a circle. We then all laughed as we danced around flattening the centre of the circle. I stripped off my clothes and sat leaning back on my hands with my legs spread enjoyed the feel of the air on my body and the crunchy mat of rapeseed under my bum. The three of them had followed my lead and had thrown off their clothes. The two girls won the race and I soon had one on each tit once again draining me. I lifted my knees and spread them wide. I called at the top of my voice, knowing that there was no one to hear, “FUCK ME MAMMA, FUCK ME HARD.” She came down onto all fours, her huge tits and huge belly hanging down. They swung from side to side as she approached me. She went down onto her elbows, I was ready for her as she pushed as many fingers into my gaping cunt as she could. She then went further down and locked onto my clit with her lips. That was my first, but a long way from my last raging orgasm of this session.

I watched fascinated at Beth lying on her Gran’s mass of pubic hair like a pillow while fucking her with the whole of her hand. I wanted her more then than ever. I spread her little legs and licked her pussy. If you have never felt the silky smoothness of a three year old hymen, the twitching of a little bum and the quivering of little thighs against your face, you have never lived. By the time Chelsea started to fist me I was already spurting my juices all over her.

The last act of this orgy came when the rains started. The cool rain on our hot bodies was very erotic. It mixed with the rape oil that our bodies had pressed out of the crop. I was still sucking and licking Beth’s slippery pussy. She was sucking and licking Chelsea in the same way. The circle was completed by Chelsea locking onto my mother’s huge clitoris, who had already locked onto mine. We were wet and oily as we licked and finger fucked each other. The screams of ecstasy were lost on the wind.

We were wet and oily. Our clothes were wringing wet too and cold as we pulled them on. We were giggling and staggering about trying to dress in the wet and filthy clothes.