Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2007 14:27:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tiger Kitten <tigerkitten87@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Nudist Town, USA" - Lesbian, Adult/Youth

Introduction: This story is the first installment of what I hope will be a
long-running series of stories about the unique lives and lesbian loves of
nudist family who are invited to live in a secluded town in which every
citizen is a practicing nudist.  The series will focus around three
characters in particular - Ana Campbell, the mother, and her daughters,
Lily and Peta.  As they come to embrace the nudist lifestyle, they learn
about the true nature of love.  This story takes place before the family
moves to the nudist town and explains how they awaken their hidden lesbian
selves.

Please email all comments to tigerkitten87@yahoo.com.

Chapter 1

To all outward appearances, the Campbell family of 79 Hunting Lodge Road
were as normal as could be.  The mother of the family, Anastasia, was a
devoted mother and a member of the community -- involving herself in the
PTA, the local church, and various other civic organizations.  The eldest
daughter, Lily, was a pretty and happy fourteen year old who loved soccer,
dancing, and got top marks in all her classes.  The second daughter, Peta,
was four years younger than her sister, but the two were as close as could
be.  Yet behind all this normalcy, the family had an unbelievable secret.

It began on a tragic day in October of 2004.  John Campbell, husband of
Anastasia and father to Lily and Peta, was killed suddenly in a car
accident -- the kind of thing that is no one's fault, but seems to happen
just the same.  The family was devastated, of course, and the healing
process had been slow.  But now, after two years, the women had recovered
and begun to move on with their lives.

For Anastasia, the seed of an idea had germinated and was now beginning to
blossom.  She had been raised among a nudist family in her native Russia
and had spent summers at a nudity colony in the Czech Republic (then
Czechslovokia.)  Nudity had been taught as the natural state of people and
it still symbolized not only freedom and nature, but a connection to her
childhood.  That had all changed when Anastasia's family had smuggled her
out of the USSR to study English in an American university, where she had
met a talented young writer who would one day become her husband.  Nudity
was never a lifestyle option in the States.  Americans were too stuck up
and self-conscious.  Gradually, she had forgotten all about it.

Now that John was gone, however, Anastasia saw a silver lining in the dark
cloud of his passing.  She could do something she had always dreamed of
doing -- raising a nudist family of her own.

The first step of the transformation began with buying a new house.
Anastasia, Lily, and Peta moved from their old home in suburbia to a new
house on the outskirts of town with one feature that she demanded more than
any other -- privacy.  The driveway was at the far end of a bumpy, one-lane
road that snaked deep into a thick forest.  The house and lawn themselves
were set far back from the road and could not even be seen from the street.
A gate was installed that would prevent any guests from arriving without
warning.  The end result, after Anastasia had spent nearly one-hundred
thousand dollars of the fortune John had earned as a best-selling novelist,
was a home completely free from any prying eyes.

That was the easy part.  The hard part would not only be convincing her
daughters to live a nudity lifestyle, but to instill in them a belief in
the virtues of nudity.  When the house was completely ready, Anastasia knew
it was the time to talk with her two daughters.

It was a Friday afternoon.  Lily was in her room, doing her homework, when
her mother knocked on the slightly ajar door and stepped inside, wearing
only a bathrobe.  "Could you come downstairs for a minute, please,
sweetie?" she asked.

"Sure, Mom," said Lily as she set down her pencil.

She stood up and followed her mother downstairs to the living room.  Peta
was already sitting on the couch, watching TV.  Anastasia turned it off,
then asked Lily to sit down on the couch beside her sister.  Anastasia sat
on an ottoman, facing them.

"Are we moving again?" Peta asked suspiciously.

"No, honey," said her mother with a small laugh, "but I do have something
very important to tell you about.  Do you remember the story of how I came
to this country?"

"You ran away," said Peta.

"No, not exactly."

"Your parents helped you escape the country so you could have a better
life," Lily elaborated.

"That's right," Anastasia replied.  "But there's a lot about my childhood
that I haven't told you."

After a deep breath, Anastasia began to tell her daughters all about
growing up naked.  The girls were clearly stunned, but listened quietly as
their mother shared the true nature of her past.  As she did, she told them
how wonderful it had been and how happy her childhood had been.  Nudism had
been a wonderful lifestyle, she claimed, although the girls seemed
skeptical.

"Which brings me to what I wanted to talk to you about . . ."

Neither girl spoke.

"From this moment on, I will resume living as a nudist."

With that, Anastasia rose to her feet, and undid the sash of her robe.  She
shrugged it of and the garment fell to the floor.  She now stood in front
of her two daughters, totally naked.  Her long, chestnut-colored hair
flowed down to her shoulders.  Her skin was a creamy white.  Her D-cup
breasts were still firm despite breast-feeding two babies.  A trim bush of
pubic hair crowned her vagina.  She sat back down and both girls looked
away, embarrassed.

"Look at me," she said.  "Both of you."  Finally, the two girls both looked
at their nude mother.  "I don't want you to ever feel ashamed of your own
body or anyone else's.  The human body is perfect and beautiful and nudity
is its natural state."

"This all seems so weird," said Lily.

"I know," replied her mother, "but you'll get used to it."

"I am not sure I'll ever get used to seeing my mother walk around naked all
day."

"You'll feel more relaxed once you're walking around naked all day too."

"Me?" cried Lily.

"What?" said Peta, at the same time.

"We are a family," said Anastasia, "and it's only right that we make this
change together.  Understand this, girls: this will not be a clothing
optional house.  It will be a nudity-required house.  I've decided to give
you a month to adjust but, after that, clothing will not be allowed to be
worn in this house."

"Mom!" Lily exclaimed.  "You can't be serious!"

"I am completely serious, sweetie.  I'm not doing this to embarrass you.
I'm doing it because I love you."

"What about going to school and stuff?" Peta asked.

"You can wear clothes outside, of course, but that's all.  When you're
home, the clothes come off.  That's the rule.  If I see either of you
dressed anywhere except the foyer or while you're getting ready to go out,
you'll be grounded for a month.  And you WILL spend every day of that month
naked."

"What if people are here?" Lily asked angrily.  "Do we have to be naked
around them, too?"

"No.  We can't let anyone know about this.  They wouldn't understand.  But
I have a system worked out for that."

Anastasia explained her plan for how to deal with guests.  Because of the
gate, no one could enter the property without the code or permission to
enter.  Therefore, they could be nude inside the house and even in the yard
or by the pool without anyone seeing.  If guests did show up, they would
quickly get dressed and no one would know the difference.  Anastasia also
had a simple system divised to warn anyone coming home if there were people
inside.  "If there is a car in the driveway that's not mine, you'll know
it's not safe to be naked.  Make sense?"

Both girls nodded.

"So, as I said, you'll both have one month to adjust.  Thirty days from
now, I want you both naked round the clock."

"I don't need a month," said Peta.  "I think it sounds fun!"

With that, the 10-year-old hopped off the couch and began to undress.  She
peeled off the green-spagetti-strap sundress she had been wearing and
dropped it on the floor.  Like her mother, she had long, dark hair and
alabaster skin.  Unlike her mother, however, her chest was completely flat
and lacked any hint of breasts on her bony torso.  She next pulled down her
white, cotton panties and kicked them aside.  Then she spun around,
involuntarily giving her mother and sister glimpses of her tiny, round butt
and hairless slit.

"Socks, too, honey," her mother admonished.

Peta quickly sat back down on the couch and removed her socks.  Now she was
as naked as her mother.  "Look, Mommy!" she exclaimed happily.  "I'm a
nudist!"

"You sure are!" Anastasia replied.  "Why doesn't Mommy's little nudist come
give her a big hug?"

Peta ran into her mother's open arms and nudist mother and daughter hugged
warmly, and even kissed one another on the lips.  They both turned to face
Lily.

"What do you say, Lily?" Anastasia asked.  "Do you need the month to wait
or do you feel ready?"

"I don't know . . ." Lily said dejectedly.

"I know it seems completely foreign to you now, but just try it.  You'll
love it, I promise.  You can trust me, sweetie."

Lily slowly rose to her feet.  She pulled her skyblue t-shirt off over her
head and set it down on the couch.  Then she sat back down to remove her
shoes and socks.  That done, she stood up again and unbuttoned the fly of
her jeans.  She slid them down to her ankles and stepped out.  Now she wore
only a matching black bra and panties.  She froze, afraid to continue.
"You're almost there," Anastasia said encouragingly.  Finally, Lily reached
behind her back and unhooked her bra.  It fell away slowly, revealing a
pair of perfectly sculpted, C-cup breasts which looked huge on her petite,
5'2" frame.  Swallowing hard, she slowly wriggled out of her panties,
revealing a dark, fuzzy down of pubic hair.  It was done.  She was naked.

The moment she stepped out of her panties, something shifted within her.
Her fear and inhibition vanished.  She felt more liberated than she ever
had in her life.  This was not like getting undressed to shower or change
clothes.  This was freedom.

"So how is it?" Anastasia asked anxiously.

"Mom . . ." said Lily, then paused.  "I think I need another month . . ."

"That's OK," said her mother, slightly disappointed.  "I just hop- . . ."

". . . before I get dressed again," she continued, "because this feels
amazing!"

She laughed and Anastasia finally caught on.  She laughed even as tears of
joy and pride began to run down her cheeks.  Lily ran to her mother and
Anastasia embraced her naked daughters tightly.  She hadn't felt this happy
in years.

* * *

Unfortunately, Lily couldn't remain naked for another month; she would have
to return to school on Monday, but she didn't put on any clothing at all
for the rest of the weekend.  Anastasia and Peta were likewise au natural.
The three girls cooked together, watched movies, danced, and sat around for
hours simply talking, unhindered by clothing in front of the fireplace.
The light glistened off their bare ksin, illuminating the female body in
its three different yet equally perfect forms -- child, adolescent, and
adult.

A month passed.  The school year ended and the summer began.  At last they
would have the freedom and warmth to truly enjoy their new lifestyle.

As summer went by, the Campbell women became closer than ever before and
spent almost all of their time together.  They swam in the pool and bathed
in the sun.  They went for long walks in the acres of forestland behind
their property.  Being naked in the woods eflt like a return to some
perfect, primeval state of being.

They event went on vacations naked.  On weekends, they would hike into the
woods, set up camp, and strip down.  Then they would spend an evening
around the camp fire, under the stars.  At night, they would crawl into a
single tent and cuddle together to sleep beneath a single blanket.

This habit of sleeping together as a family started a trend of sleeping
together at home for the two sisters.

It started with Peta.  One night, Lily stayed up late, reading a book on
the couch after her mother and sister had gone to bed.  Finally, growing
too tired to stay awake any longer, she decided to go to sleep herself.
When she reached her bedroom, she opened the door only to find Peta lying
on her side on top of the covers with her back to the door.  Until that
moment, Lily had never noticed how beautiful her little sister truly was --
like a naked faerie princess.

Lily sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked her sister's soft, round
cheek.  Peta stirred and opened her eyes.

"Did you have a bad dream?" Lily asked.

Peta shook her head.  "I just don't want to sleep alone anymore," the child
replied.

"Why not?"

"You know how we sleep together with Mommy when we go camping?  I like that
better.  It's nice."

"I think so, too."

"So can I sleep with you, Lily?  Please?"

"Sure, Lily said without hesitation.  Peta beamed.  She sat up and hugged
her big sister tightly.  Lily's breasts were pressed against Peta's flat
chest as they embraced.  Peta kissed Lily on the cheek, then on the lips,
then on the lips again.

"Come on, let's go to sleep," said Lily.

She lifted up the covers and both girls climbed beneath them.  Lily lay on
her back.  Peta snuggled up against her for warmth, resting her face on
Lily's bare shoulder.  The two were blissfully asleep in moments.

The next morning, Peta excitedly told her mother that she and Lily would be
sharing a bed from now on.  Anastasia approved, proud and moved by how
close her daughters had become since they stopped wearing clothes.

As time progressed, the family became closer than they had ever thought
possible.  Removing clothing had removed all barriers between them.  After
all, if they could be so open as to share their naked bodies with one
another, what reason was there to be shy about sharing feelings?  All three
of the girls -- mother and daughters -- hugged constantly, loving the
feeling of affectionate contact without cotton in between.  They often held
hands while walking outside, or sitting together inside, or just when it
felt right to do it.  They would kiss more, as well.  At first, they were
just small pecks but, with time, they became more.

As Lily and Peta spent more nights together, they developed a ritual that
grew over time.  Peta would go to bed first since she got tired earlier.
When it was time for Lily to come to bed, she would crawl under the covers,
trying not to rouse her sleeping kid sister.  It never worked, however.
Peta would always wake up, then turn to her sister, and open her arms for a
hug.  Lily would squeeze her tightly, give her a little kiss on the lips,
and then they would fall asleep in each other's arms.

Soon, one little kiss before bed became two little kisses.  Then three
little kisses and so on.  One night, the two sisters lay in bed for nearly
fifteen minutes, kissing over and over again, neither wanting to stop,
until at last they went to sleep.  Things progressed from that point on.
The little kisses became longer kisses.  Lily taught Peta how to French
kiss and suddenly the girls were tongue kissing every night before bed.  It
reached a point where Lily would go to bed whenever Peta did, giving them
an hour or more to lock lips in the privacy of their shared bedroom.

For Lily, there was nothing overtly sexual about the kissing and she never
thought of it as inappropriate.  She simply loved her little sister so much
that a tiny peck on the cheek could no longer express the devotion she felt
for the child.  Peta felt much the same way although she did not think
about it in such complex terms.  She loved her big sister and she loved
their "kissing time" together.

Yet the bond between the two sisters wasn't the only bond that grew
stronger.  As Lily's love for her mother grew, so did her need to express
that love more physically.  Although they did not have the opportunity for
the same night time, hour-long kissing sessions that Lily had with her
little sister, Lily started to kiss her mother at every opportunity.

When Anastasia came home from work, Lily was there to greet her with a
kiss.  She would stand on her tip toes and kiss her mother right on the
lips for several seconds before stepping away.  Before bed, it was the
same.  She would say goodnight with a prolonged kiss.  Her mother never
once complained or questioned her.  Soon, Lily was coming up with any
excuse to kiss her mother that she could.  She would kiss her when one sat
down on the couch with the other.  She would kiss her when they crossed
paths going through the house.  She would even wake up early just to kiss
her mother goodbye before she left.  The kisses continued to grow in
duration until eventually Lily was kissing her mother a full ten seconds
every time.

One day, Anastasia did decide to ask her daughter about it.  Peta was
outside on the front lawn, playing with a brand new kitten the family had
just adopted.  Anastasia, meanwhile, was sunning herself by the pool.  She
asked Lily, who was on the deck chair next to hers, to please get her a
glass of lemonade.

"And for yourself too, of course," said Anastasia.

"OK, Mom, be right back," said Lily as she stood up.

She leaned over her mother's face and placed her lips against hers.  They
kissed for about ten seconds until Lily at last departed into the darkness
of the house to fetch the drinks.  She returned a minute later, with two
glasses.  She handed one to her mother, who sat up to receive the beverage.
Lily leaned down again and again kissed her mother on the lips.

 This time, Anastasia tried a little test.  She wanted to see how long Lily
would kiss her before pulling away of her own accord.  The kiss began as it
usually did, with a couple quick kisses that soon grew into longer ones.
After nearly four minutes, Lily did something she had never done with her
mother before.  She opened her lips to allow her tongue to enter her
mother's mouth.  Anastasia did not resist the gesture and their two tongues
began to probe one another in the warm confines of their conjoined mouths.

More minutes passed.  Lily set down her glass on the ground without
breaking the kiss, then gently eased her body on to her mother's lap,
feeling her mother's pubic hairs tickle her bare bottom.  She put her arm
around her mother's shoulders.  Anastasia responded by putting her hand
around her daughter's waist.  After ten minutes of this, Anastasia broke
the kiss.

"Wow," she said.

"That was really nice, Mom," replied Lily.

"It was."

"Do you want to keep doing it?"

"Actually, sweetie, I wanted to talk to you about all the kissing.  I'm not
mad at you or anything, but I'm a little confused.  You've never been like
this before and, let's be honest, most people would find it inappropriate."

"Most people would find us spending all of our time naked inappropriate,
too."

"I know, but this is a bit different.  Can you just explain it to me?"

"It's pretty simple, I guess," Lily said.  "Since we became nudists, it's
like we've all gotten so much closer.  I love you and Peta so much.  I
mean, I always did, but I never felt it so strongly before.  Now it seems
like just hugging or little kisses on the cheek are so weak compared to how
strongly I'm feeling about you two.  It's not enough.  I mean, in my
opinion, nudism isn't just about physically nakedness.  It's about
emotional nakedness, too.  We bare our bodies to each other, but that's
really just a means to bare our hearts and souls do one another, too.  Am I
wrong?"

"No," said Anastasia.  "You're not wrong.  In fact, I think that's the most
beautiful thing I've ever heard anyone say."

"Yeah, right," said Lily, blushing.

"I mean it," said her mother.  "But there's one thing I don't understand.
You talked about wanting to show your love for Peta, too, but I never see
you kissing her."

"Well, don't be mad . . ."

"I won't be."

"You know how Peta and I both have been going to bed really early.  Well,
we do it so we have lots of time to spend kissing before we go to sleep.
We didn't want you to know because we were afraid you'd be mad."

"You two kiss like we were just kissing?" Anastasia asked.

"Yes, but for longer."

"Longer!"  Anastasia seemed surprised, but not unpleasantly so.  Then her
face became more serious.  "Lily, don't be upset, but there's one more
thing I have to ask you."

"What is it?"

"You said that you and Peta kiss a lot at night when you're alone and I'm
just wondering . . . do you ever do . . . anything else?  More than
kissing?"

"Mom!" Lily exclaimed, genuinely shocked by the question.

"I just had to ask!  Don't be upset!"

"It's fine.  No, we don't do anything else."

"Well, thank you for being so honest."  Anastasia lowered her sunglasses
and winked at her daughter.  "So where were we?"

***

That night, Anastasia had to go out, so Lily was left in charge of watching
her sister for the night until their mother returned home.  Lily decided to
take a long bubble bath, something she had not done for quite some time.
She went into her bathroom and filled the tub, adding bath beads to
generate the bubbles, until the tub was full of warm, frothy water.  She
lay her head back against the porcelain rim of the tub and closed her eyes,
enjoying the luxurious feeling of the water around her body.

"What are you doing?" said a voice, breaking her concentration.  It was
Peta.  Lily hadn't bothered to close the door so her little sister had
simply walked in.

"What does it look like, silly?  I'm taking a bath."

"Can I get in too?"

Lily considered for a moment.  The tub was big enough for both of them.

"Sure, honey," she said.  "Come on in."

Peta scampered happily over to the tub and put her hand in the water,
testing the heat.  Satisfied, she began to climb in.  Lily offered the girl
her hand so Peta could steady herself while climbing over the lip of the
tub.  Peta was now standing directly in front of her sister with her tiny
mound facing her.  Lily's eyes drifted towards it and she swallowed hard,
suddenly reminded of what her mother had said earlier.

"So sit down," Lily said.

Peta did sit down, but not quite as Lily had expected.  She had expected
Peta to sit on the opposite side of the tub, facing her.  Instead, Peta
planted herself directly in front of her sister, sitting between her legs,
with her back against Lily's front.  Peta's head was nestled directly in
between Lily's breasts.

Lily reached over to a plastic cup that was resting on the basin around the
tub, picked it up, and dipped it in the water.  She told Peta to lean her
head back and close her eyes, which the little girl obediently did.  Lily
poured the hot, soapy water over Peta's head, soaking her hair.  Then she
did it a second time.  After the second time, she poured a cup over Peta's
bare shoulders, wetting the girl's skin.  Then Peta opened her eyes and
smiled up at her sister, her cheek resting against Lily's breast.  Again,
Lily swallowed hard.

"Lily," said the child, her face looking suddenly more serious, "can I ask
you something?  Promise you won't get mad?"

"OK," asked Lily.  Peta was a very inquisitive girl and Lily was used to
her questions, but she'd never given it such a preamble.

"Have you ever had sex?"

Lily didn't know whether to laugh or scold the girl.  Still, the question
was asked so innocently, without implication, that Lily couldn't be angry
at her.  Instead, she took Peta's wet hair in her hands and began to idly
comb it with her fingers.

"No, I haven't," she said.  "I am going to wait until I'm older."

"Why do some people call it `having sex' and some people call it `making
love'?" Peta asked.

"I think that, when you have sex with someone you really love, it's called
`making love' but if it's just for fun, it's just called `having sex'."

"Oh.  So have you ever made love?"

Lily laughed.  "No, I haven't done that either."

"Do you think it will be with a boy or a girl?" Peta asked.  Lily was a bit
shocked by the question.

"Why would you ask that?"

"Because most girls have sex with boys, right?  But some girls have sex
with other girls.  That's what I heard at school."

Lily considered the question long and hard.  She had always imagined her
first time would be with a boy, but she had never thought seriously about
it.

"I don't know.  I guess with a boy."

"Why not another girl?"

"Jeez, Peta, I don't know.  I just never thought about it."

"But would you ever try it?"

"I guess so.  It depends on the girl."

"Can I tell you a secret, Lily?" Peta asked quietly.

"Of course."

"You know my friend Tammy?"  Lily nodded.  Tammy was a pretty, freckly
redhead who had been over to the house a number of times.  "One time, I was
over at her house after school, but her Mom wasn't home from work yet
because she was late, so Tammy and I played this game she made up called
`The Husband and Wife Game'."

"What game of game was it?" Lily asked.

"Well," Peta said, "we pretended that Tammy was my husband and I was her
wife.  I put on an apron and went into the kitchen and pretended I was
cooking dinner.  Tammy got her Dad's old briefcase, then went outside, then
came back in like she was coming home from work, you know?

"She came into the kitchen and tried to kiss me but I wouldn't let her.
She told me that I was playing wrong because husbands and wives are
supposed to kiss each other.  So I kissed her."

Lily could feel warmth, even hotter than the water, spreading from her
groin to the rest of her body.  She shifted but that only made things
worse, as she became even more aware of the sensation of Peta's body
against hers.  Peta didn't seem to notice.  "What happened next?" Lily
asked.

"Tammy said she had had a hard day at work and said she wanted to kiss some
more but in her parents' bedroom.  So we went into her bedroom and I lay
down on the bed.  Tammy climbed on top of me and we started kissing.  At
first, I was kind of nervous, but then I started to really like it.  She
started to kiss my neck and she was putting her tongue in my mouth."

"Did you two . . . do anything else?" Lily asked, half-dreading the answer
even as her heart raced.

"No," Peta said, a bit dejected sounding.  "Her Mom came home and we got in
trouble for being in her room but she didn't know why were kissing."

"Wow, Peta,"

"Have you ever played a game like that?"

"No."

"It was kind of fun.  We never played it again, though."

"Would you like to play it now?"

"Really?" Peta asked, her face brightening.  "You and me?"

"Sure!  Unless you only want Tammy to be your wife."

"No, you can be my wife!" Peta exclaimed.

"So what are we waiting for?"

The two girls quickly climbed out of the tub.  Lily toweled herself off and
then did the same for Peta, perhaps lingering a bit longer than she
normally would have, especially around Peta's bottom and thighs.  When they
were dry, Lily found one of their father's old briefcases, and gave it to
Peta.  Once they were downstairs, the child went outside, while Lily put on
an apron and stood in the kitchen, pretending she was making some dinner.
She felt giddy with excitement, the way she used to know she'd played as a
little girl.

The door opened.  "Honey, I'm home!" Peta called out in a deeper voice.

"Hi, sweetie!" Lily replied.  "I'm in the kitchen."

Lily watched over her shoulder as Peta walked into the room, strutting like
a man, and set the briefcase down on the table.  She walked over to Lily,
who bent down to give her "husband" a kiss.  Peta certainly didn't resist
like she had with Tammy.

"How was work?" Lily asked.

"Another day, another dollar," said Peta in that mock-masculine voice.  It
was absolutely adorable.  "What's for dinner?"

"Your favorite: Kraft macaroni and cheese with apple sauce on the side."

"That smells delicious, honey, but you look good enough to eat!"

"Peta, where did you learn to say something like that?"

"Shh!  You're supposed to be pretending!"

"Oh, sorry."  Lily cleared her throat.  "That's so sweet of you, dear."

Peta stood beside her "wife", inspecting the make-believe dinner that Lily
was preparing.  Her hand went to Lily's lower back and then drifted down to
the right cheek of her bare butt.  Lily supposed Peta had seen a husband
doing that to a wife on a TV show or in a movie, so she didn't remark about
her behavior.  Instead, she told her "husband" to sit down at the table.

Peta sat down at the table and waited patiently while Lily set out empty
plates and silverware.  Once she was finished, she sat down and the two
said a quick grace.  They pretended to eat the food and talk about their
days.  Lily talked about gardening and reading and other stereotypical
wifely activities.  Peta complained about all the paperwork she'd had to do
since her boss had hurt his back in a golfing accident.  Lily was SURE her
sister had heard that one somewhere.

"You must be exhausted," said Lily.  "Let's go straight to bed."  Actually,
it was much closer to bedtime than to dinner time.

"Good idea, honey."

They both got up from the table and left the dining room without bothering
to put their clean dishes in the sink.  Lily took her little sister by the
hand and led her up the stairs to the bedroom they shared.  They went into
the room and Lily shut the door behind them.  Without saying much, the two
climbed into bed and turned off the lights.

"Good night, sweetie," Lily said.

"Don't I get a good-night kiss?" Peta asked, still in character.

"Of course!"

Peta climbed on top of Lily, in the same way Tammy had climbed on top of
her, and began kissing her older sister.  At first, it was the same kind of
kissing they usually did before bed, a slow and sweet expressing of love
for one another.  Soon, though, the feeling of it began to change.  Lily
felt something more aggressive in the little girl than she was used to.

To her own surprise, Lily reacted by meeting Peta's fierceness with a
fierceness of her own.  She held the girl tightly against her as the two
began French kissing.  Soon, Peta was kissing Lily all over her face, then
she moved down to the left side of Lily's neck.  She kissed every inch of
skin there before moving across Lily's throat to the other side of her
neck.  Lily was moaning before she was even aware she was doing it.  Peta
either didn't notice or didn't mind and returned her lips to Lily's.

"Peta," said Lily, breaking the kiss but breathing heavily, "can I be the
husband for a little bit?"

"OK," Peta said in her own voice.

They switched places so that now Lily was on top of her little sister and
resumed their frenzied kissing.  The girls were now both glistening with
sweat and panting in the heat.  Lily dragged her tongue out of Peta's mouth
and across the little girl's cheek to her eat.  She sucked on the lobe
while Peta gasped in delight.

Lily kissed Peta's eat for a little bit longer then proceeded kissing the
child's cheeks, forehead, and chin and at last moving down to her throat.
She kissed Peta along her throat, neck, and jawline.  Peta tilted her head
this way and that to accommodate Lily.  Lily planted kisses down Peta's
neck until she reached her shoulder, then laid a trail of kisses to her
right shoulder, back across her collar bone, and to Peta's left shoulder.

By this point, Peta had her fingers in Lily's hair and was massaging Lily's
scalp while keeping her big sister's face pressed against her.  Lily didn't
mind.  She kissed her way back to Peta's collar bone and then, without
thinking it or planning it, she moved down.  She kissed Peta all over her
flat, bony chest, too driven by desire to even bother attempting to avoid
the nipples.  When she reached Peta's tummy, she licked the child's belly
button, then below.  She managed to stop herself before she reached the
girl's vagina and worked her way back up to Peta's mouth.

"My turn again," whispered Peta.  Lily just nodded in acquiescence.

Lily rolled over, pulling her 10 year old sister on top of her without
breaking their kissing.  At first, it was a repeat of earlier, with Peta
kissing Lily all over her face and neck.  Then she did what Lily had done,
kissing her all over her shoulders and collar bone.

When she was finished there, Peta began kissing Lily's breasts, first the
right one, and then the left.  Lily did not have a flat chest like her kid
sister.  She had real, teenage breasts yet she was too overwhelmed with the
sensation of Peta's soft, tiny mouth on her tender flesh to protest.  She
moaned and sighed, which only encouraged Peta.

Peta kissed Lily's belly for a short while before returning to her round,
perky tits.  She sat up straight, smiling at Lily, her lips glistening with
saliva.  While she sat there, she put a small hand over each nipple, and
massaged the breasts.  Lily returned the smile, then put her hand on the
back of her sister's head, and gently forced her back down.

Peta instinctively went for Lily's left nipple and began to suck on it like
a baby.  After all, it hadn't been that long since she was a baby herself.
Lily groaned.  Her hands wandered freely over Lily's back and even down to
her tiny bottom, which she would squeeze once or twice before her hands
continued roaming.  Peta next began to suck on Lily's right nipple, all the
while massaging and kneading the flesh of Lily's adolescent tits, which
looked huge in comparison to Peta's small hands and fingers.

At last, Peta kissed her way back up to Lily's face.  The two did not kiss
but instead looked very deeply into one another's eyes, reading the
emotions concealed there.

"Peta . . ." Lily whispered.  "We're going to have sex, aren't we?"

"No," Peta replied.  "We're going to make love."

Lily sighed and smothered Peta's mouth with her own.  There was no longer
any trace of the innocent, affectionate kissing they had engaged in on
previous nights.  This was raw, burning lust.  She desired her baby sister
more desperately than anything she had ever desired both and Peta seemed to
feel the same way, clutching tightly to her big sister while their tongues
wrangled furiously.

Lily broke the kiss and shifted her body down so that her face was
positioned above Peta's torso.  She began kissing and licking Peta's tiny
left nipple then moved to the girl's right one, licking it hungry and
flicking her tongue against the little point.  The skin was so creamy and
smooth that it reminded Lily more of warm milk than flesh.  Peta cooed in
her soft, child's voice as her sister caressed her nipples with her eager
tongue.

The nipple play did not last much longer.  Lily knew that Peta's chest was
only a brief stop on her way to her ultimate destination.  Peta knew as
well.  Although she had no sexual experience whatsoever, she knew from the
wet burning between her legs exactly what she wanted next.

The 14 year old continued her way down, dragging her tongue across Peta's
navel to the point where pubic hair would begin to grow in a few years.
Peta was on her back and she pulled her knees up towards her body until her
feet were resting flat on the mattress.  Lily moved into position until she
was kneeling in front of Peta's legs.  She placed a hand on each knee and
gently spread the 10 year's legs apart, revealing the pristine treasure
hidden there.

Peta's tiny, immature vagina was the most beautiful thing Lily had ever
seen.  Sure, she had seen the girl naked countless times before now, but
never had she gazed upon Peta's flower in all its perfect loveliness with
these feelings coursing through her body.

Lily kissed Peta's right knee, then began kissing her way by inches down
Peta's slender thigh.  When she reached the crux of the girl's legs, she
sighed again in wonder.  Her face was only inches away and she savored the
sight of the heavenly pussy she was about to taste.  The fact that it
belonged to a child, and that the child was her sister, made no difference
to Lily.

All at once, Lily dove in, covering the bald vagina with her whole mouth.
Peta squealed loudly in delight, never anticipating it would feel so good.

Lily had never performed oral sex on anyone, let alone another girl, but
everything came to her naturally as if she'd been doing it all her life.
She slid her tongue up and down the narrow slit, then kissed the
velvet-soft folds of Peta's labia, which were devoid of even peach fuzz.
Her lips were tingling with the sensation and her tongue was covered with
the sweet taste of Peta's honey, a taste so addictive that Lily's only
thought was for more.

All the while, Peta squeaked and cooed, giggled and moaned.  Her small body
was filled near to overflowing with all the sensations racing from her
vagina to the tips of her fingers and toes.  She buried her fingers in
Lily's hair, feeling the warmth and softness of her sister's tresses while
she felt the warmth and softness of her sister's tongue in her most secret,
mysterious place.

Lily ate out her 10 year old sister with ravenous hunger.  Her heart was
pounding and her head was spinning.  Her own pussy was gushing fluids that
trickled down her thighs.  She was on her hands and knees now, her face
buried between her sister's legs, her ass presented without shame.  She had
been naked for weeks but never this exposed before.  And she loved it.

Lily reluctantly pulled her face away from Peta's pussy but rested it
against the girl's bare thigh.  She slid her index finger into the girl and
felt Peta writhe as the digit entered her body.  The muscles contracted
around it, pulling it in deeper, but the girl didn't complain.  Lily
fingered the child slowly and lovingly, occasionally leaning it to lick up
the juices that leaked out.

"This feels so nice," Peta whispered.

"You taste so delicious, baby," Lily whispered back.

"What does it taste like?"

"You try it."

Lily withdrew her finger from inside her sister's slit and offered it to
her.  Peta at once took the finger in her mouth, sucking off the juices.
She clucked her tongue, tasting it.  "It doesn't taste that delicious to
me," she said.

"Maybe that's because it's your own," Lily offered.  "To me, it tastes like
heaven."

"I want to try tasting yours," Peta said, after a moment's hesitation.
"Can I, Lily?"

"Absolutely!"

Lily rose up and pushed down on Lily's knees until the girl's bony legs
were laying flat against the mattress.  Lily shuffled up the bed until she
was about even with Peta's sternum, and then draped a leg over the girl
until she was straddling her body with her legs spread apart.  Peta took
only a moment to realize what she had to do.  She scooted down until her
face was beneath Lily's crotch, which was even then dripping fat drops of
her juices on to the girl's chest.

Lily looked down her body, over her breasts, to see the smiling face of her
kid sister looking up at her from between her thighs.  Peta was absolutely
beaming with happiness and excitement.  Lily reached down and stroked the
girl's cheek.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?" she asked.

"Yes," Peta said quietly.

"Just start licking it.  You'll know what feels the best soon enough."

Peta lifted her head and took her first, tentative lick of her big sister's
pussy.  An electric current seemed to jump from the girl's tongue and race
through Lily's body.  The teenager shivered with delight.  Peta licked
again, this time more boldly, and again Lily felt the same surge.

It didn't take long for Peta to find Lily's clitoris.  When her tongue
first touched it, Lily moaned loudly and her entire body shuddered.  Peta
began to focus on that one spot since it had elicited such a response from
her sister.  Soon Lily's entire body was rocking with rapturous delight as
her 10 year old sister licked and sucked on her clit without mercy.

With her left hand, Lily began squeezing and fondling her breasts -- first
one and then the other, kneading the flesh and pinching the hyper-sensitive
nipples.  With her right hand, she reached back behind her, and began
fingering her little sister's pussy once again.

With this added encouragement, Peta began to lick and suck more
passionately than ever.  Her tongue explored every fold of Lily's vagina
and she probed as deeply as it could go into her sister's body.  Her small
hands clutched tightly at Lily's thighs, her fingers digging into the
flesh.  She couldn't understand everything that she was feeling and
experiencing, but she knew she never wanted to stop.

It was Lily who finally stopped it.  She withdrew her fingers from between
her sister's legs, sniffed them deeply, and then licked the juice off.
Then she carefully slung her leg back over Peta's body until she was no
longer on top of her.

"What are you doing?" Peta whined.  "I want to lick it some more."

"You can," said Lily, "but I want to lick yours, too."

"OK but I get another turn soon."

"We don't have to take turns, kiddo.  We can do it together at the same
time."

Lily lay down on her back next to Peta and instructed the girl on what to
do next.  Peta knelt beside Lily, facing Lily's feet.  Lily reached out
with an idle hand and stroked Peta's tiny, round bottom.  The girl draped
her leg over Lily's body and positioned herself so that her face was
directly above Lily's pussy.

The 10 year old wasted no time returning at once to eating Lily out.  After
the initial rush of pleasure had passed, Lily realized she had a small
problem.  Because she was so much taller than Peta, her mouth was not close
enough to Peta's baby pussy for her to lick it.  However, the little globes
of the girl's butt were directly in front of her and the small pink hole
was easily visible.

Lily placed one hand on both cheek and began rubbing the warm flesh.  With
each movement, the cheeks spread apart, and the hole winked tantalizingly
at her.  Lily lifted her head and placed a loving kiss on the right butt
cheek, then the left.  She went back and forth, showing equal tenderness
for each side of the girl's precious bottom.

But it was the hole that called to her.  At last, Lily licked her lips, and
allowed her tongue to flick lightly against the rubbery orifice.  Peta
moaned but did not interrupt her licking.  She was in her own private
world, it seemed.  Lily licked at Peta's sweet hole again, this time
swirling her tongue around the outside rim.  She almost laughed at how her
life had changed.  Scant weeks ago, she had been a normal teenager.  Now
she had just licked her 10 year old kid sister's butthole and found she
loved it.

The two sisters began licking one another earnestly -- Peta eagerly lapping
at her big sister's pussy and Lily tenderly probing her little sister's
ass.  Both girls were in pure heaven.

Even so, Lily knew it could not last much longer.  Her orgasm was
approaching with the speed and certainty of a freight train.  She could
already feel her hips beginning to buck as her climax built up to its
explosive finish.

Finally, when she could hold back no longer, she cried out in ecastasy.
Her pelvis bucked and heaved.  Her pussy was burning hot.  Suddenly, her
orgasm struck like a thunderstorm, and her entire body shook.  Her cries
continued.  Peta withdrew, but watched intently.  Lily's body heaved and
fluids gushed out of her pussy in a deluge.  She squeezed Peta's butt
cheeks together and pulled them apart, clinging on to something as wave
after wave of the orgasm flooded her.

When it felt like she could take no more pleasure, the tide receded.  Her
body relaxed.  All the energy seemed to rush out of her and she was
exhausted.  Peta, perhaps sensing this, climbed off of Lily and snuggled up
beside her instead.

"Are you OK?" Peta asked.

"Fabulous," Lily breathed.

"What happened?" the child asked.

"I had an orgasm."

"I gave you an orgasm," Peta asked proudly.

"Several of them," Lily said.

Peta laughed and hugged her sister tightly.  Lily was unable to resist and
hugged the girl back.  The two embraced each other, never wanting to let
go, wanting this moment and this night to last for all of eternity.  But it
was late and both girls were tired.

"I love you so much, little angel," Lily told her sister.

"I love you too," the girl replied.

They kissed tenderly before snuggling up together beneath the blankets and
falling into a deep, peaceful sleep to dream of one another through the
night.

>From that day on, the girls' routine changed.  At night, instead of going
to bed early for their "kissing time" (although they still called it that),
they went to bed early and made love until they were too tired to continue.
There was no more need to play any "husband and wife" games.  Both girls
knew what they wanted and they never hesitated in pursuing their desire for
one another.

They made love in the mornings as well.  Often, Lily would be awoken by the
feeling of her little sister's mouth delicately sucking her breasts.  Or
Peta would stir in her sleep as Lily's fingers fondled her baby pussy
lovingly, then come to blissful wakefulness, at which point the two girls
would greet the new day by making sweet, wonderful love.  Each time, they
made love with the reckless enthusiasm of children but with a depth of love
that only two sisters could feel for one another.

The only problem with Lily and Peta's situation was keeping it hidden from
their mother.  She did not disapprove of their sharing the same bed but, as
Lily told Peta, their mother would be very upset if she found out the true
nature of their relationship.  Due to this, the two had to be very careful
that their sexual noises did not carry outside the room, which put an
unfortunate limit on how they could express their passion vocally.  They
were free to have sex when their mother was not home but sometimes their
hunger for one another became too intense to wait until bedtime.

Most often, the sisters would sneak off into the woods for their mid-day
love making.  One girl or the other would suggest they go for a walk in the
woods.  Once they were away from the house, their tongues would entangle
and their limbs would mesh as they pulled one another to the forest floor.
There, beneath the trees, they would finger and lick and caress until their
appetite for one another were satisfied.  The only drawback to this method
was that, quite often, their mother wanted to accompany her daughters on
their forays into the forest, ruining their plans.  Lily and Peta had to
settle for what they could get.

One evening, while Anastasia was working late, and the girls had the house
to themselves, Lily was watching television on the couch in the living room
when her naked sister ran in, waving something around excitedly.  "What's
this?" she asked.

Lily looked it.  She had never seen one before but she knew immediately
what it was from talk at school.  It was a pink, rubber dildo.

"Where did you get that?" she demanded.

"I found it in Mom's dressed," Peta explained.

"Why were you looking in there?" Lily asked.

"I just wanted to see what was there?  What is this, Lily?"

"It's called a dildo.  It's like a man's penis, but made out of rubber.
You better put it back."

"What does it do?" Peta asked innocently.

Suddenly, Lily was struck by an idea.  She smiled wickedly, then rose from
the couch.  She walked over to her kid sister and took her by the hand.
"Why don't we go upstairs and I can show you what it does?" she asked.
Seeing the gleam in Lily's eye, Peta beamed.  The two bounded up the
stairs, hand in hand, and jumped on their shared bed.

Lily immediately scooted to the top of the mattress, in a sitting position,
and spread her legs apart, revealing her adolescent pussy which her sister
stared at with hungry eyes.  Peta moved into position between her big
sister's legs, still holding the dildo.

"We have to get it slippery first," Lily said.  "Let's lick it."  She
leaned forward and the two girls together licked the pink dildo until it
was wet with their spit.  Lily considered that, in all likelihood, they
were licking something that had been up their own mother's pussy recently.
She didn't mind.

Actually, Lily was surprised by her own excitement at being fucked by the
dildo.  She hadn't had a sexual thought about a boy almost since their days
of nudity began.  She had never used the internet for porn before but now
she found herself frequently spending a few hours a week browsing the
internet for sexual material.  When she did, it was always pictures of
naked teenage girls, sometimes having lesbian sex, or else pictures of
little girls.  She had recently discovered child modeling sites and
frequently masturbated to images of preteens in skimpy lingerie or bikinis,
posed erotically like adults.

"Now put the dildo inside me," she instructed Peta.  "Do it slowly, though.
It might hurt if you do it too fast."

Peta, ever the obedient sister and dutiful lover, moved closer to her
sister's throbbing pussy.  Sitting cross-legged, unabashedly exposing her
own tiny vagina, Peta sat poised with the dildo in hand.  She placed the
tip between Lily's labia and slowly pushed the head in.  Lily moaned softly
at the feeling.  Peta continued, pushing the dildo farther than her fingers
could reach, penetrating Lily deeper than she ever had been before.

Lily was panting heavily and clutching the sheets in both fists.  Soon, the
dildo was all the way inside her, filling her up.  She looked at the
expectant face of her angelic baby sister.  Lily knew that no boy with a
real penis could make her feel the way her sister made her feel with a fake
one.

"You're doing great, sweetie," Lily said encouragingly.  "Now pull it about
half way out and then push it back in."

"Like this?" Peta asked after completely the motion.

"Yeah," said Lily.  "Keep doing that."

Peta obeyed, happily fucking her sister with the dildo, while Iily moaned
and groaned.  Her body was slick with sweat.  She soon no longer needed the
spit as lubricant because her own juices were supplying all that was
necessary.

At Lily's urging, Peta used the dildo faster and faster until she was
shoving it in and pulling it out of her sister's pussy as fast as she
could.  Lily's body rocked and heaved with each plunge.  She knew she was
coming to her orgasm quickly.  She held off as long as she could but the
feeling of the fake cock deep inside her, wielded by her beautiful, sexy
sister was too much for her.

Suddenly, Lily cried out, and her juices gushed out from around the pink
shaft of the dildo.  She let out a loud, satisfied groan, and then
immediately cried out again as a second orgasm hit.  Peta squealed with
delight and kept fucking her sister.

Finally, the orgasms stopped.  Peta withdrew the dildo from her sister and
climbed up against Lily's body.  Lily put her arms around Peta and kissed
her fiercely.  The little girl licked the side of the dildo, tasting the
delicious cum she loved so much.  Lily joined her, licking her own pussy
fluid until the dildo was clean.  Then the two girls kissed again.

"Is it my turn now?" Peta asked.

"No way, kiddo," Lily replied.

"Why not?" Peta whined.

"Because it's too big for you.  It was almost too big for me!  It could
really hurt you.  I'm sorry Peta, but you're going to have to be happy with
my fingers until you're old enough."

"Fine," Peta pouted.

But it didn't take long for Peta's mood to change.  After all, they had
plenty of time until their mother came home -- plenty of time to play other
naughty games.  Lily's fingers wiggled in Peta's pussy and the child
squirmed in pleasure.  Yes, she could be happy with fingers for the time
being.

Other than the introduction of the dildo in their sex, nothing much was
changed that night.  Lily and Peta still had the same basic problem of how
to conceal their relationship from their mother.  It seemed almost
impossible.  Not only that, both girls felt extremely guilty about doing
it.  After all, wasn't nudity supposed to be about honesty?  Now they were
violating that principle, and lying to their own mother.  Both girls were
very unhappy about it.  But there seemed nothing to do about it.  In the
end, it was Peta who came up with the solution.

"Why don't we just tell Mommy?" she asked one night.

"Because she'll be mad and she'll make us stop," Lily explained.

"Why?"

"Because most people don't think it's right for two girls to be having sex
with each other, especially two sisters, and especially girls as young as
us."

"But it's Mom.  She'll understand."

"Maybe she will, maybe she won't, Peta.  We can't take that risk."

"Then what if we have sex with her too?"

Lily was surprised.  "What do you mean?"

"Well, she can't be mad at us for having sex with each other if she has sex
with us, right?  Then we could all have sex together and she wouldn't be
upset."

"Have sex with our mom?"

Lily thought it over.  The notion hadn't really occurred to her before but
the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to do it.  Her mother
was a beautiful, sexy woman.  Most importantly, Lily loved her as much as
she loved Peta.  This would give her a chance to express her love for her
mother the same way she expressed it to her sister.

Lily briefly wondered how she would have reacted to this notion mere months
ago.  She would have been repulsed and horrified at the thought.  But she
was no longer the same person she had been months ago.  She had crossed the
first taboo and made love to another girl.  In the same instant, she had
crossed the second, even more serious taboo, and committed an act of
incest.  The third taboo she had crossed was, of course, sex with a girl
far below the legal limit.  With so many taboos broken and mores violated,
the idea of making love to her mother no longer seemed horrifying or
repulsive.  It seemed exciting and wonderful.

"I think we should!" Peta declared.

"You know what?" Lily beamed.  "I think it's a great idea."

"When should we do it?"

Lily grinned.  "Tonight."

The girls were so excited by the thought of making love to their mother
that they were instantly horny again, but they decided to wait, and save
their sexual energy for the appropriate time.  An hour or so later, Ana
arrived home.  Lily was on the couch, reading.  Peta was in bed, "asleep."

"Did you girls have fun tonight?" Ana asked her teenage daughter.

"Yeah," said Lily, not wanting to reveal just how MUCH fun they'd had.

"Well, I am going to go to sleep.  Goodnight, sweetie."

Lily waited until her mother was up in her own bedroom before putting the
book aside and walking into the kitchen.  She found a wine glass and filled
it with her mother's favorite pinot noir and carries it upstairs.  She
knocked on the door and, when her mother told her to come in, she walked
inside with the neck of the glass pinched carefully between her fingers.

Her mother was on her bed with the blankets pulled up to her waist so that
her breasts were on full display.  Lily glanced at them appreciatively,
allowing her eyes to linger just a moment longer than normal.  Then she
moved over to the bed and handed her mother the glass.

"What's this for?" Ana asked.

"I thought it might help you relax," Lily replied.

"How sweet of you," said her mother.  "Want to watch TV with me?"

Ana took the glass from her daughter and took a large swallow.  Lily
climbed into the bed and underneath the blankets.  She snuggled right up
against her mother, who put her free arm around the girl's shoulders.  Ana
finished her glass of wine as the two watched television.  Lily kept a
close eye on her mother's progress, hoping the wine would relax her in more
ways than one.

"How was work?" Lily asked.

"Stressful," replied Ana, giving the response Lily was hoping for.

"Maybe I could give you a massage?" Lily suggested.

Ana thought about it for a moment.  "Sure, I guess."

"OK, lie on your stomach," Lily instructed her.

Ana extricated herself from the blankets and lay flat on her stomach with
her arms folded beneath her head.  Lily knelt beside her and began gently
kneading the flesh of her back.  Ana was immediately surprised at how good
a masseuese her daughter was, not knowing that Lily and Peta had been using
massages as foreplay for a while now.  Lily worked on her mother's back for
a while, until she was comfortable.  Then Lily reached out and grabbed her
mother's firm, but well-rounded ass, and began to massage it.

"Hey, what are you doing back there?" Ana asked.

"Massaging."

"But . . ."  Ana was about to protest, but then gave in.  ". . . OK."

Lily spent twice as long on her mother's ass and upper thighs as she had on
her back.  Then, just when Ana thought that Lily was finished, she
instructed her mother to roll over on to her back.  Again, Ana thought to
protest, but once again her resolve failed.  She rolled over on to her back
and Lily quickly threw her leg over her mother's waist.  Now she was
sitting on her mother's pelvis region, facing her.

She started by rubbing her mother's stomach, but didn't want to waste too
much time there when the real prizes were above.  As her hands caressed her
mother's flat belly, her eyes lingered on her breasts without a hint of
modesty.  Ana swallowed, not quite understanding how the thought of her
daughter touching her breasts could excite and scare her at the same time.

At last, Lily reached out and cupped one breast in each hand, and began
massaging.  Ana closed her eyes and sighed deeply.  Lily spent quite a
while on her mother's tits, feeling them, squeezing them.

"How does that feel?" Lily whispered.

"Heavenly," her mother replied.

"I think my mouth would feel even better."

Ana opened her eyes and looked directly into her daughter's as she tried to
think of a good reason to tell her no.  She thought of plenty of reasons -
she was her daughter, she was only a kid - but none of those reasons seemed
like GOOD ones.  She felt so warm and the wine had made her thoughts fuzzy.
All she knew for certainly was that her daughter looked like the perfect
vision of adolescent sexuality, pure beauty.

"OK, baby," she whispered.

That was the cue that Lily had been waiting for.  "Peta!  Come in now!" she
called out.  The door flew open and Peta came rushing into the room.  She
bounced up on the bed next to her mother.  Ana shot up into a sitting
position and immediately saw the lustful looks on the faces of her two
daughters.  At last, she realized what was happening.  Her daughters had
come up with a double-team approach to seduce their own mother!  She was
shocked, but not nearly as shocked as she thought she would be.

"What's going on?" Ana demanded.

"Like I said, a mouth feels better," Lily explained, "but I only have one
and you have two tits.  Two big, beautiful ones.  Aren't they, Peta?"

"Mmhmm!" said Peta with an excited nod.

"Are you two . . . Lily, what did I tell you?" Ana cried out.

"I know what you told me, Mom," said Lily, "and I'm sorry that I lied to
you.  We both are.  But we just love each other so much that we needed a
new way to show it.  I mean, isn't that what nudism is all about -
expressing love and trust?  How is this any different?"

"Because . . . because . . ."

Ana couldn't think of an answer.  Lily's argument was correct.  Ana had
introduced nudism to the family as a way to bring them closer together and
it had worked.  In fact, it had worked far better than Ana had anticipated.
Her daughters had taken their relationship to the next level and were
expressing their love for one another intimately.  Suddenly, Ana realized,
she wanted to do the same.

"No one knows about this?" she asked.

"Our secret," Peta said.

"We swear," Lily added.

"Then show me what you've been doing," she invited.

The two children immediately buried their faces in their mother's chest.
Each daughter took a breast and began to suck on it greedily.  Ana was
overwhelmed at the sensation.  She leaned back against the pillow, sighing.
She put an arm around either daughter's head and held them in place as they
nursed.

Lily and Peta pinched the nipple they sucked between their lips and rolled
their tongues along the tip.  Clearly, the two girls knew what they were
doing.  Ana opened her eyes and watched them as they sucked on their
mother's tits.

Lily opened an eye long enough to see what their mother was watching them.
She tapped Peta on the shoulder to get her attention.  Peta looked up and
Lily kissed her passionately, her tongue wildly thrashing around her kid
sister's mouth.  Peta returned the kiss with equal intensity.

Ana's pussy began to ache as she watched her two daughter's French kissing
one another above her naked chest.  Lily reached down and placed a hand
directly over her mother's pussy and began to finger her as they performed
their show.  Ana moaned loudly, totally unashamed at how her daughter was
pleasuring her.

"Feels nice and wet," Lily said.  "Hey Peta, I think Mom needs one of us to
eat her pussy."

"You're the best at it," Peta said.  "You do it."

Lily didn't quite agree that she was better at licking pussy than her
sister, who was some kind of child prodigy, but she agreed if only because
she was hungry to eat her mother's delicious cunt that she had been staring
at for so many months.  Lily slid down to her mother's legs and gently
pried them apart.  Her mother's pussy was so much different than Peta's.
It had hair, for one thing.  Nevertheless, Lily found it extremely sexy and
dove right in.

Lily licked her mother's pussy up and down, happily sucking down the juices
that flowed freely from within her body.  Ana moaned loudly as her teenage
daughter licked her sex.  It had been so long since she'd felt someone's
tongue down there, she just never thought it would be her own daughter.
Still, she was far past caring at this point.

With her face buried between her mother's warm, soft thighs, Lily was in
heaven.  She easily found her mother's clit and began to flick it with her
tongue, invoking fresh moans from her mother's lips.  Lily inserted her
middle and index finger deep into her mother's pussy and began gently
fucking her with her hand while playfully licking her clit.  The juices
which leaked out were hot and delicious to the teenage girl.  The musky
scent was driving her into a state of sexual frenzy and her own pussy was
dripping.

She glanced up to see what was happening between her mother and little
sister.  Ten year old Peta was now sitting across their mother's face with
her cute bottom facing her sister.  With her free hand, Lily reached up and
fondled the smooth, white globes of Peta's ass.

After Lily had gone down, Peta had moved up.  She loved getting her pussy
licked by her sister and couldn't wait to try her mom's tongue.  She
scooted up until one knee was on either side of her mom's head.  Because
Peta's legs were so short, her little pussy was right on top of Ana's
mouth.

The scent and sight of the juvenile pussy so close to her face was amazing
to Ana.  She didn't hesitate for a moment.  She wasted no time licking at
her the child vagina before her.  She reached her hands behind Peta to
squeeze the girl's ass and felt Lily's hand already there.  Ana gave it a
loving squeeze and then began massaging Peta's bottom.

The little girl was now grinding her crotch against her mother, leaving a
silvery sheen of pussy juice on her mother's mouth.  She could feel her
mom's tongue exploring her sensitive privates and she moaned with delight.
Ana's hands were now running up and down the side of her youngest
daughter's body.

Down below, Lily was letting her tongue do all the work.  With her hands,
she pinched her mother's nipples hard, eliciting gasps of pleasure in
between sucks of Peta's little snatch.

The sensory overload was too much for Ana - the feeling of her daughter's
tongue between her labia, the taste of her other daughter's pussy in her
mouth, the exquisite pain as Lily tormented her nipples.  Ana was on her
verge of an orgasm.  Her hips began to shake.  She thrust her groin against
Lily's expert tongue.  Soon, her entire body was quivering.

"Mmmm," she moaned.  "I'm gonna cum . . . make me cum, sweetie . . . I love
you girls so much . . . yes . . ."

Peta climbed off of her mother and moved down closer to Lily so that she
could watch her mother cum.  A few moments passed.  It seemed that their
mother needed just a little more push.

Peta lowered her face down so that hers was right next to Lily's.  She
stuck out her tongue and began licking their mother's clit along with her
big sister.  Their tongues danced together along their mom's throbbing clit
and their fingers explored her most intimate place.  Ana groaned as she
felt the two tongues licking her and two sets of fingers playing inside
her.

At last, her orgasm hit, and it felt like an earthquake had hit her body.
Her entire frame seized as wave after wave of orgasms overtook her.  She
ejaculated a virtual flood of cum which the two girls drank eagerly,
sharing it between them.  Peta lowered her head and Lily spit the ejaculate
in a long trail into her sister's mother.  Then they traded places and Peta
spit it back into Lily's.  Seeing her daughter's sharing her cum gave Ana
another monstrous orgasm, so severe that she nearly passed out.

When it was finally done, the two girls swallowed the cum that remained in
their mouths, and crawled up to snuggle against their mother's nude body.

"That was so amazing," Ana whispered.  "How did you girls get so good?"

"Practice," Lily replied, and they all laughed.

"This is so cool, Mommy," said Peta.  "Now we can all make love to each
other every day."

"Mmm, sounds wonderful," said Ana.

She turned and French kissed her youngest daughter, exploring her mouth
with her tongue without the slightest hint of shame or guilt.  Then she
turned towards her other daughter and kissed Lily the same way.  When she
was done, the two girls kissed each other.

"I think I need to return the favor," Ana said.

"I wouldn't exactly call that a favor, Mom," said Lily.  "We enjoyed it
too, if you didn't notice."

"I know," said Ana, "but it's not right for a mother to let her girls give
her an orgasm without giving them one back."

"Are you sure?" the teenager asked.

"Lay on your backs," she said.

Lily and Peta did as they were asked.  They lay on the bed, side by side,
Lily with her arm around Peta's shoulders.  Ana told them to spread their
legs apart and they did so, Lily's right leg crossing over Peta's left.
Ana moved into position so she was straddling Lily's thigh.  She looked at
her beautiful, sexy daughters lying naked and horny before her, and felt
more love than ever before.

Ana reached out and placed one hand on either girl's wet, hot pussies.  She
began to massage their clits and the two girls sighed happily and closed
their eyes.

Once the girls were really dripping, Ana inserted two fingers into each
pussy, marveling at how tight the girls felt, especially Peta.  She
finger-fucked both of them while using her thumb to make concentric circles
around their girl clits.  Her two children moaned and writhed with pleasure
as their mother made love to them with her fingers.

In the high state of arousal the two girls were in, it didn't take long for
them to reach orgasm.  They turned towards one another, eyes still closed,
and kissed passionate like true lovers.  Seeing their delicate tongues
playfully dancing together made Ana all the more horny.  She began to grind
her pussy against Lily's thigh.  Lily responded by sliding her leg back and
forth, loving the sensation of hot pussy juice dripping down her leg.

Finally, their orgasms came.  Peta cried out into Lily's mouth as her small
climax came.  A moment later, Lily followed suit, and her entire body
trembled as she orgasmed.  All the while, the two girls kept kissing, and
Ana kept fucking Lily's thigh.  As the two girls came, so did their mother.

When it was all over, the happy, nudist family snuggled together, each
soaked with perspiration and cum.

"Mom," said Lily, "I think this is as good a time as any to tell you that
I'm a lesbian."

"Me too," Peta chimed in.

"After this, I can't imagine going back to men ever again," Ana agreed.

The three ladies spent a good while kissing and fondling one another but
they were all tired.  They fell asleep, tangled in each other's bodies,
under the sheets of their mother's bed.  The night had gone perfectly and
all three, Ana, Lily, and Peta, felt more love for one another than perhaps
any family had ever felt before.  Life, it seemed, was perfect.

But little did they know that, in just a few short days, their life was to
take a drastic change.

To be continued . . .

Author's Note: This story is not true in any way, shape, or form.  It is a
work of fantasy from my imagination and has no element of reality in it
whatsoever.  The actions portrayed in this story are illegal and wrong and
should not be committed by anyone under any circumstances.