Our Mothers Soft Touches

I have always remembered my Mother as a beautiful and gentle woman. As us sisters was growing up we always knew that we could count on her gentle words, her soft caresses, and her sweet voice. Her name is Victoria Nicole, my sister is Sharon Michelle. We would always sleep with her when we were growing up. I do remember letting us nurse her breast anytime we wanted. Her milk was warm, sweet, and nourishing. It was such a comfort to know that Mother was there to comfort us, and give us her life giving milk. There was never any walls that separated us, no separate bedrooms, nothing that could be a barrier to her openness and her love. 

As us sisters got older, we became very aware of our sexuality, and our bodies need to feel our releases. I remember my sister lying in the living room on the sofa touching herself between her thighs and letting out a soft moan. I felt a strange stirring between my thighs as I watched her fingers explore her wetness. I would reach between my thighs, my labia was very damp, I noticed. My clitoris was just a small bud, but it was hardening. I think I was about twelve or so and sister was around ten. We would lie on the sofa exploring our bodies, feeling our tender buds, and caressing our young but blossoming breast. 

We noticed Mother was a bit late getting home from work one afternoon, we had just got home from school and was sitting at the table doing our homework. I think I was around fourteen or so, my sister had just turned thirteen. I do remember that gleam in her eyes when she looked across the table from me, it did make me quite damp. I love my sister with everything in me, she is my best friend, but we weren't sexual at that time but we did have plenty of opportunities to lie on the sofa exploring our bodies. I think Mother knew we were falling in love with each other, but knowing her she didn't let on what she knew about our times together masturbating. As Mother drove into the driveway, we continued on our homework, we both noticed a plain cardboard box on the bureau, I guess she had to pick up a package somewhere after work. Mother went to the bedroom to so change into her nightgown and robe, she always did that after work. Her favorite was a purple one that accentuated her breast beautifully, she always wore a matching panty, like I said Mother was so beautiful. We were finishing our homework while she got dinner ready, did I say she was a fabulous cook, well now I said it, she is. Our table talk was about school, and other small talk. This is one of her favorites.

We retired to the sofa I couldn't really remember what we were watching but we were lying up against her stroking our hair, whispering to us about her day, she was such a hard worker at her job. Much to our surprise Mother whispered, "I do know what you girls are doing when I am gone, I know you two are falling in love with each other". She went on to say, "It is okay with me if you two want each other in that way because I was that way with my sister", our aunt Jennie. She got up from the sofa and went to the bureau where she placed the box and came back and sat in between us. "Here my darlings, I bought you two a little present to celebrate your love together", she whispered. "Go ahead open it", she continued. Me and Sharon took the box eagerly opening it and much to our astonishment it was two strap on dildos, one for me, the other for Sharon. By that time our breast had grown to about a b cup, and we were out of our training bras and into our regular bras. I had my first cycle about a year earlier and Sharon had started about six months ago. I noticed Sharon was squirming, I was too. Looking at those two strap on dildos was making us sisters very wet. Mother suggested that we retire to the bedroom where we both nursed Mother throughout our entire lives. Surprisingly Mother was still lactating, she always took very good care of her breast, they were always soft but firmly toned, still filled with milk after all these years after she had my sister.
As we was walking to our bedroom our embraces we warm and gentle, "I love you my sister", I would softly whisper. Sharon my darling Sharon, my sister, my love softly replied, "my Nikki, I have wanted you for so long, for you to take my virginity has been a dream of mine since we were very young". "Yes baby sister I know, I wanted the same, only with you will I give myself to, only with you will I give my virginity to", I responded back. Mother was right behind us, as she was our guide into our journey together as a family, her smile was warm and inviting, we did notice her nipples were hardening and straining against the fabric of her robe and gown. We could detect a bit of moisture seeping through, very white, very milky. Our Mothers eyes were flushed with passion, she knew what was to occur as we climbed into our bed. As we lay there gently embracing one another, stroking our hair, our kisses were soft and tender, then our kisses became more fervent, more passionate. Our tongues began to explore one another, our fingers exploring our increasingly wet vulva's. Our Mother's moans were increasing in volume as she watched her daughters in the throes of sisterly passion, just as she did with aunt Jennie so long ago. Feeling liberated for the first time with each other our lips, our fingers began to explore every part of our beings, holding, caressing,  fondling, suckling.
Then it was time, it was the time we were waiting for all our lives. I took my strap on from the settee near the bed, "Mother please help me with this", I begged. Mother then placed my strap on on me, gently snugging the straps around my waist and inner thighs. After she had assisted me she gave me the gentlest kiss she has ever given me, and said," my dear it is time to begin your journey with your precious love", she whispered. As I  climbed back into our bed with this phallus strapped to my waist and inner thighs, I gently parted my Sharon's perfectly toned thighs, I bent over to kiss her waiting pussy and then her lips. Mother helped guide the member next to Sharon's wet labia. As I entered her inner flesh I could feel her hymen straining against the head of my phallus. Sharon's eyes in a passionate anticipation as I withdrew it for a moment, then I re-entered her inner flesh once more, and it was then we knew that there was no turning back. With all my feminine strength and power my Sharon's hymen was ripped asunder as I thrust ed it into her waiting womb. As Sharon felt her hymen being ripped she let out a cry, and then as I kept thrusting her, her cries became lustful moans and coos. As I thrust I kissed her breast, and her pouty lips as I made love to her for it seemed to be hours. I felt her beautiful young womynhood convulse into one massive orgasm as I thrust, one after another. We was dripping with our passion and perspiration, and then I knew it was my turn to be taken by the only womyn I have ever loved other than our Mother.
Sharon retrieved her phallus from the settee as Mother helped her like she did for me. Our phallus es was so big, twelve inches in length, two inches thick. I laid back in the same place that Sharon was when she gave herself to me. My heart was literally beating out of my chest as I knew what was to take place. Sharon began by kissing my inner thighs then she placed a kiss on my wet labia lips, I saw the phallus waving over my body. Sharon kissed my waiting lips and whispered, "my Nikki are you ready?" Yes my sister I am. Mother guided the phallus next to my labia, as Sharon entered my flesh, she prepared me just as I did for her. As she entered my flesh I felt the head of her phallic member straining against my virginity, my hymen, I husked, "take me take me now my sister". She withdrew her phallus and then entered my flesh one last time. With one powerful feminine thrust I felt my hymen being ripped from the walls of my inner flesh. I cried out in exquisite pain as my hymen began to dissolve into a fleeting memory. Sharon's thrust were surprisingly powerful as she made love to my waiting flesh. As with me her kisses were passionate as our breast were being crushed under each thrust. I felt my young body begin to tingle and with one convulsion after another I exploded as I held her phallus deep inside my womb. 
Our Mother then joined us into the bed of our giving and receiving. Our wombs were flooded with our orgasms, our bodies exhausted from our celebration. Mother was pleasuring her own flesh with her favorite dildo she kept in the settee. We kissed her hungrily wanting every inch of her motherly flesh. Like two lionesses we devoured her sweet milk that she has expressed for so many years as but small babes. She held us close to her as she celebrated our newfound love. She our Mother our Queen, thrusted her own phallus into her daughters flesh as we sisters continued with our celebratory kisses, licks, and suckles. This is our bed, this is our love, this is our family, and we are at peace. I love you my Sharon, I love you my Mother. Thank you Grandmother for my Mother and Aunt Jennie's love. Now our family is one, and now we can rest into each others loving arms.

More to Come, Peace

Motherlove