Sisters Of Passion

It was the summer of 91 and shawna was preparing for college. I always thought she was a cute girl but my sister was ravishing that day. She came into my bedroom wearing only her panties and bra. She sat down on the bed with me and Shawna said this will be the last time for a while that we would be together and she wanted just to spend her last full day with me her sister. I thought it was so cool for her to want to do that for me. My name is Cara her younger sister, I was 17 she was 19 and we were always very close. She sat with her thighs spread open and I could not help to notice her lips were prodruding through her panties and I could not help but to notice as well her nipples were doing the same through the skimpy material of her bra. When she told me this would be the last day for a while I began to cry but Shawna wouldn't have any of it. She moved closer to me and her embrace was entirely different than when we would embrace before. I could tell her face was flushed with passion, I saw the glimmer in her eyes just like I did when we were still young. As we drew closer I felt her breast brush up against mine, I could feel the warmness of her body for I was wearing only my panties and a camisole. For the first time I felt an erotic attraction to Shawna and all I wanted was to make love to her my sister. Tentative at first we embraced and then our lips brushed each others, it sent shockwaves throughout my body. She could tell I was becoming aroused by her as my nipples protruded through my pink cami, and then we begin to kiss. This was no casual one either it was fervent, erotic, and full of passion. I could not help but to touch her body and caress her breast in my wanting hands. She was so willing, so hungry, so in need of my sisterly touches that my caresses burned through her body. She began brushing her hand against the hem of my panties as I felt the cool touches of her that was now my lover. She whispered something that I have secretly wanted her to say for such a long time, she whispered that she wanted me only me. I drew her back onto the bed and began to kiss and caress her warm flesh with my hands and as I felt her womynhood through her panties she was so wet and wanting of release. Mom was downstairs doing laundry when she walked up and heard our love sounds. She cracked the door ajar enough to see what we were doing, she didn't know I was watching her hands reach down under her skirt and slip feeling her own womynhood. She couldn't help herself when we heard her moaning through our door, we stopped and I went to the door to see what was going on. Mother's thoughts were racing a million miles per hour with the sight of her two daughters making love in the room. "My darling daughters you look so beautiful making love together", as we nestled in the same bossom we had when we we but only children. "Mother please join us", I cooed to her. Her heart must have leaped over Mount Everest when she heard me saying that to her. We began undressing our mother allowing her blouse and skirt to gently drop to the floor below. We unhooked her bra and allowed her breast to breath free. We stood there admiring our mothers breast and we began fondling them,"would you girl like to nurse them just as you two did as babies", spoken lustfully. We guided our mother to our bed where we were making love as sister-loves and now we have our beautiful mother. Her breast still had that youthfullness we always admired and to our pleasant surprise she never stopped lactating. As the first trickles of milk began oozing form her nipples then as we continued suckling them the milk began coming out like a torrent. We lied back and beagn lapping her milk liken to a kitten with her mother cat. Mother began fondling our wetness between our legs and wanted our juices on her lips. We spread our thighs as the wetness of our vulvas began flowing. Mother bagan licking our womynhoods eagerly, and fingering them as our collective moans could be heard throughout the house. We then spred her thighs and began licking and drinking of our mothers essence consuming every precious drop. God Mother was sweet. We then began sissoring her allowing our juices to mix in a medly of orgasmic passion. We both felt her come multiple times before she lie there exhausted from the passion and love recieved by her two girls. We kept on making love all that day and into the night and we never left one anothers side kissing, suckling, and sissoring. Yes we bonded together not as a family but as lovers and passion-sisters, and we still do to this day. When we come home it is always a passionate home coming. We cannot help but to undress and make love and remain undressed during our entire visit when we were in the house. Our mother to this day is so gentle and loving, and we enjoy making love to her and to each other.

Kisses Erica

xoxoxoxo

Mothers Wet Nurse's

Chapter One

The First Feeding

Janice had her third daughter two months ago, Chrissy was 6 pounds 8 ounces when the mid-wife delivered her at the home. At the time Chrissy would not nurse from her mother instead had to be nursed from a bottle. Julie her 13 year old was in her bedroom when she heard her mother moaning in the great room. "What is wrong mom?" Julie ask. "Oh sweetie I am a total and complete failure to Chrissy!" Janice sobbed. She was crying because Chrissy would not breastfeed. "Oh mother stop crying you are not a failure" Julie replied "you may never be able to nurse feed Chrissy. "But darling I want to", "I want to nurse all you girls, besides I nursed you until you were 8 years old. Janice never had a problem nursing, her breast were always producing milk and this was no exception. "I know mom you were always so good to me and Mandy". "Well thank you sweetie, you've always been my most understanding daughter, besides I couldn't deliver Chrissy without you. Janice was 36, had 38d breast, her nipples were the size of quarters and she still had the figure of an eighteen year old. Mandy the oldest was 16, and was still at school working on a play for her drama class and would not be in until 8:30 or 9:00 that evening. Julie had popped a dinner in the microwave for supper because her mother was not feeling well. Her mother had retired to her room for some rest while Julie was downstairs. It was getting around 6:00 and Julie had to go upstairs for a shower. As she took her clothes off she noticed her mother standing in the door with only her skirt on. "I really need your help sweetie"Julie purred. "Remember five years ago when you still nursed me baby, remember?" "Baby my breast haven't been nursed since you nursed them such a long time ago.", her mother cried. "I beg of you to do this for me, I beg of you honey", Janice persisted. Julie at 13 was blossoming into her own womyn as she was already a 36C and was a splitting image of her mother. Julie could tell her mothers breast were full, and her milk was leaking from her nipples, just looking upon her mother as a lover had crossed her mind several times, and perhaps this was the night that she would discover her mother sexually for the first time. Their eyes locked on each other for a brief moment as Julie approached her mother, she wrapped her arms around her waist and stroked her mothers cheeks, "Mom, I have thought about this for a long time now and I am ready to not only be your daughter but also your lover", Julie quivered. When Carla heard those words from her precious daughter it sent waves of passion through her inner thighs, and she began feeling a bit damp. Both womyn guided the other to Janice's bedroom, Janice retired into a position that she knew so long ago as a womyn getting ready to breastfeed her young. Julie was totally nude as she made her way across her mother's lap. As Janice drew her daughter's face to her waiting breast her heart was racing two-hundred miles per hour. Julie's lips connected to the same breast that once fed her as a baby now she will have her nourishment as a young womyn. As she began the suckle her mother's milk began gushing forth like an uncontrollable fountain of erotic ecstasy. As she lie and suckled her mother she felt a strange stirring between her legs, "Momma would you touch my wet pussy, oh please do?" Julie pleaded. Janice cupping her daughter's soft pantied bum slid her finger bet wicks her thighs finding Julie's panties wet with pre-orgasmic dampness,"baby you feel so wet to me", "mmm", Janice purred while she fingered her dampness bet wicks her young girlish thighs. She continued pursing her labia through her panties then slid her fingers between the silken prison and the softness of her skin, while Julie paused her feeding and kissed her mother with her milk tainted lips. "Mmm baby that taste so sweet to mother, feed Julie, feed some more, my breast hungers for your suckles, they beg for sweet relief from their heaviness", Janice cried. "Oh momma I will" , Julie panted as she resumed her feedings felling her mother's gentle touches caressing her lips. Janice then gently tugged at the elastic waist of her pink laced sissy panties and gently slid them down her daughters bum and down her thighs and calves, then she unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked her bra allowing her sweethearts breast their special freedom of the prison that encapsulated then during the day. "Julie baby, I never want you and I unless we have company to ever have clothing on in the house ever again", "I want us girls to feel free to be naked in the house and the back yard and around our pool" she panted. "Oh momma me too, me too, no more clothes,", Julie said happily while they continued making love. "Mandy will be home in a while will you tell her too?" Julie asked. "Yes baby I will" Janice replied while licking the juices of her daughters orgasm covered majora", "baby you taste so sweet to mother baby you truly do". "Oh momma finger me some more make me come again for my momma", Julie insisted. They heard the garage door open and the door leading into the kitchen open and close heralding the arrival of Mandy from school, "guys where are you" she called as she ran up the stairs toward her bedroom she heard moaning coming from her mothers room. Mandy gently but quietly opened the door leading into her mothers bedroom and peered through the crack to discover her sister and mother making love, then went into her room and removed her clothing and tip-toed back to her mothers door. She began to be aroused by what she saw, stood there in the door fingering herself to orgasm. Mandy let out a loud cry as her special orgasm ran through her feminine body finding herself shaking and trembling, "Mandy darling is that you", her mother called out, "yes mom its me" Mandy replied. "baby come then, come in here and join us" mother cooed. It was her intention to have her two other daughters do what they used to do as babies and totters, have both in her bed after all these lonely years without their sweet comfort. While Mandy climbed in bed with her sister and mother her mind begun to reminisce of a time so long ago when the three were so close delighted that they were back in their mother's bed once again. Her memories when she was a little girl raced through her head knowing the three and to be four are Tri-Les'ing together again in the comforts of mothers bed. "Mmm, youv'e been breastfeeding haven't you Julie, I want some of mammas milk", Carla said to Mandy. Janice's heart skipped a beat finding her two daughters yet again feeding from her breast and watching them frolic around in her bed and fingering each others feminine bodies. They continued making love and breastfeeding their mothers breast into the night, all three collapsing into a heap of feminine exhausted blissful sleep. More of this story to come. Kisses, Lady Erica. xoxoxoxo

Chapter Two

The Maternal Awakening