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After the eventful Monday with her father – and after Melissa had fully recounted those events to the other three young people over breakfast on Tuesday, they all settled into a basic daily routine: an enthusiastic round of sex in the morning shower to make sure everyone began the day with an orgasm, followed by breakfast, then off to work and school for the day. After school, Stephanie and Brad would leave Melissa to go back to their home for piano practice as well as a nice fuck before heading back to Melissa's house. Melissa, meanwhile, would work on homework until Keith got home, whereupon the two of them would enjoy some special brother-sister time as well, by which time Stephanie and Brad were usually back and all the young people would work on homework until Margaret got home and had dinner prepared. After dinner, they would finish up their homework while Margaret waited for John's nightly call and she and John would talk dirty to each other while they mutually masturbated. And then, once all the homework was done, all five residents would pile into the master bedroom for the main orgy of the night, after which two people would go off to sleep separately while the other three remained in Margaret's bed for the night.
Thursday of that week was Halloween. Margaret had asked the kids early in the week if any of them intended on wearing a costume to school, but they all informed her that dressing up for Halloween was for children. Margaret had given them all a mysterious look but simply nodded and didn't say anything more. So the four youths were surprised when Margaret entered the house that evening with several large bags under her arms.
Melissa, who had been setting the table in preparation for dinner, looked up quizzically. "What's all this, Mom?"
"This," her mother announced with a mischievous grin, "Is for our own private Halloween party later. I know you guys all let me know in no uncertain terms that you were too old to dress up for school and to go trick-or-treating. But it so happens that grownups like to dress up for Halloween, too, and have Halloween parties, so that's what we're going to do. I've got costumes for all of you," she declared.
Brad, who had wandered in for the tail end of the conversation wearing no more clothing than Melissa, asked, "What? And we don't get any say in what our costumes are?"
"Nope," Margaret told him decisively. "You'll just have to see. But I'm willing to bet you'll enjoy them," she grinned.
"And you're not going to tell us what they are?" Melissa frowned uncertainly.
"You'll see later when I help you get dressed in them," her mother promised, clearly enjoying herself.
Melissa was about to protest, but at that moment Stephanie and Keith walked into the kitchen and looked around at the bags and the strange expressions on the faces of Brad and Melissa. "Okay, what's going on?" Stephanie demanded.
"Mom's throwing us a Halloween party," Melissa explained with an annoyed look, "And she already picked costumes for all of us, only she won't tell us what they are."
"Oh?" Stephanie grinned, looking intrigued. "That sounds really interesting, Margaret," she said, shooting the older redhead a salacious glance.
"Thank you, Stephanie," Margaret nodded gratefully.
"Don't you want to know what the costumes are?" Melissa insisted, trying not to sound whiny.
Stephanie gave her girlfriend a measured look. "I can wait," she smiled coolly. "Knowing your mother, whatever she's got in mind is going to be wild, crazy, and totally sexy."
"Okay, okay," Melissa threw up her hands in mock surrender, "I guess you're probably right about that. Thanks for planning something exciting for us, Mom," she told her mother by way of apology.
"Well, I think you're all going to like what I have in mind, but we'll just have to see." She looked around. "Does the fact that you're all in here mean you're done with your homework?" she asked pointedly. When everyone sheepishly admitted that they had just taken a break from it, she said firmly, "Well, then why don't you all get back to it until I call you for supper? I want to be able to spend as much time as possible with all of you later." With that incentive, all four of them quickly exited the kitchen and returned to their homework.
Later at dinner, both Brad and Keith tried to get Margaret to provide them some hints about what she had planned for later, but the full-figured, redheaded woman demurred each time with a mysterious smile, saying, "You'll see."
After dinner, Margaret directed them all back to their rooms to finish their homework, promising she'd be along to dress them after John called.
"When he does, you make sure he's going to take you out on a real date after you pick him up," Melissa insisted. "You should at least do that much before you, well, make any serious decisions."
"What? You think he's going to ask me to marry him after one date?" her mother asked skeptically.
"I sure hope so!" Melissa blurted eagerly. "I mean, I would! Assuming you have the guts to tell him about what we've all been doing together this week," she added with a significant look.
"Aw, jeez, I'd almost forgotten all about that little hurdle," her mother replied, worrying her lip.
"It's all going to work out, Mom. I just know it is!" Melissa asserted firmly. "You just do your part by getting him back home after your date and fucking the poor man silly before you spring all that on him. I guarantee you, once he's had you for real, he's not going to ever want to let you go. Is he, Steph?" she asked, shooting her girlfriend a pleading look.
"I can't imagine that," Stephanie replied smoothly. "Now that I've had you, I'm definitely never letting you go." She beamed winsomely at Margaret.
"Oh! Well, if you think so," Margaret replied, appearing somewhat reassured before frowning, "But why are you so insistent about me bringing him back here? It occurs to me that he may prefer the additional privacy of having our first time alone at his house."
"Well, don't let him!" Melissa cried, looking alarmed at her carefully considered plans being suddenly in jeopardy. "I'm willing to bet that once you guys have fucked, you're not want to have to get dressed again and come back over here. And I know you wouldn't want to be irresponsible parents and leave your children alone all night," she added, her voice studiedly neutral.
"Is that right?" her mother shot back with a penetrating look. "Somehow I think there's more to it than that."
"Oh, Mom!" Keith suddenly broke in, unable to restrain himself, "Don't you think that if everything works out the way Melissa says it will the rest of us aren't going to want to welcome him into the family?" He glanced around at the other young people in the room for support.
"Ah, so that's how it is, is it?" Margaret nodded in sudden comprehension. She looked intently at both Brad and Keith. "And I suppose you guys are as interested in trying the poor man out as both you girls are?" she asked, a twinkle in her eyes.
"Yes, Mom, I am...we all are," Keith answered bashfully. The other youths all nodded vigorously in agreement.
"Okay, then," she smiled with a knowing look, "Thanks for honestly explaining the full extent of your scheming. I'll do everything in my power to make it all happen the way you say. But remember, it still all depends on John accepting me with all my perversions. That part is beyond my control," she reminded them.
"Oh, I believe that if you make love to him the way you did to me our first time together, my father won't even dream of objecting," Stephanie told her with an knowing smile.
"Okay, okay, I believe you!" Margaret laughed weakly. "Now, you all need to get upstairs and finish your homework. I'll be up to dress you for the party after I talk to John."
The four boys and girls shot each other conspiratorial glances before trotting out of the room and upstairs.
Once Melissa was alone in her bedroom with Stephanie and both seventh-graders were starting to spread their books and papers out to start on their homework, she looked over at her dark-haired lover with a speculative glance. "So what do you think Mom's got in mind for our Halloween party later?" she asked.
Stephanie smiled indulgently at her girlfriend's impatient curiosity. "No idea. But whatever it is, I'll bet it's incredibly kinky, hot, and sexy and you're going to love it," she giggled throatily. "I wouldn't expect anything less from the mother of this family."
"You're probably right," Melissa acceded with a sly grin. "But what do you mean `this family'? Your family is just as sexy," she pointed out.
"Actually," Stephanie replied a bit self-consciously, "I realize that I was already including myself in the family. I meant the family of all six of us," she clarified. "If that's okay with you," she added with a tentative smile.
"Oh, God, Steph! That's fantastic!" Melissa cried. "That's all I've ever wanted since the moment we first kissed was to be together with you forever, and sisters are definitely forever," she added seriously. "But does that mean you're starting to think of my mom as your mom, too?" she asked hopefully.
Stephanie shrugged. "She's going to be a lot of things to me," she finally answered matter-of-factly. "Lover, wife, friend, mother-in-law, and yeah, I'd love for her to be my mother as well. I don't think labels are going to matter near as much in our family as they do in most families."
"Huh," Melissa nodded in thoughtful agreement. "You're absolutely right about that. But I'm really glad you feel that way, my love. I just want us all to be as close as we can possibly get for the rest of our lives."
"I want that, too," Stephanie replied softly.
"Oh, God, Steph!" Melissa warned in mock alarm, "When you look at me like that, everything all kind of rushes right out of my head except how much I just want to fling you down on the bed and make love to you!"
"Hmm, can't have that, can we?" her lover giggled huskily. "We'd never get our homework done." She stretched out lazily on the bed, displaying her lithe body seductively.
"God damn you, Steph," Melissa murmured helplessly as she flung herself on top of her tantalizing lover and began to kiss her passionately, her fingers quickly working their way into the black-haired girl's crotch and plunging a pair deep into Stephanie's cunt hole. "My God! You're so wet!" she murmured.
"Hoh! You- unnggghhh! Seem to have that effect on me!" Stephanie panted, "Just like everyone else in our family!" She resumed her Sapphic kiss with Melissa, their tongues thrusting frantically in and out of each other's mouths, as she wormed her own fingers into Melissa's freely oozing cunt as well.
For several minutes, the two lovers writhed ardently in each other's arms, tongues and fingers plunging into each other. The only sounds were their breath hissing in and out of their nostrils as they kissed, the sloppy, obscene sounds of fingers in their cunts, and fervent moans of increasing frequency.
They heard the telephone in the house ring once. "Hmm, sounds like Mom can't wait to get started with John," Melissa giggled.
"I can't wait to get started with John, either," Stephanie murmured. "God, I miss him!"
"I know, my love," Melissa commiserated, "We all do. But when everything gets settled tomorrow night, then we'll have him for the rest of our lives."
"You really make me believe that," Stephanie panted, then gasped as Melissa's teasing fingers finally brushed the slender girl's erect clitoris. "Your mom is so worried and she doesn't need to be."
"I know, I know, love," Melissa puffed. Stephanie's thrusting fingers in her pussy were beginning to have a decided effect. "You don't know how many times I've want to just shout, `Relax, Mom. John's already fucking all of us just like you are.' But I know it wouldn't be right. They need to trust each other enough to tell each other."
"I- hoh! Oh, God! I know you're right! Oh, fuck, baby, you're really getting me hot," Stephanie moaned. "I'm gonna' come any second!"
"Ohhhh!" Melissa groaned in response, "Me, too! Hoh! Oh, God! I can never believe how fast you get me going! Shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, God, yes! Just like that! Just like that! Do it! Hunngghhh! Hunnngghhh! Hunngghhh! You're doing it!" she cried. "You're doing it! Aaaggghhh! Here it comes! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm- haagggghhh! I'm- haaaiieeeeeee!" she screamed as her entire body jerked uncontrollably, white hot jolts of pure erotic ecstasy coursing rhythmically through her plump, jiggling flesh. She heard Stephanie shrieking right along with her and felt her clit throb as her lover's orgasm took her as well. For several long moments, they continued to buzz each other's pulsing clits, eliciting a couple more climaxes.
Finally, it was Stephanie who pleaded for mercy. "No- hoh! Oh, God! No more! Don't want to- hunnnggghh! Black out! Please, lover!"
Melissa relented with some reluctance. She always found it so hard to control herself once she got that turned on, and realized that probably one of the reasons she passed out so often during sex was that she simply lacked the willpower to stop when she should; unconsciousness was the only thing that could force her to stop coming and coming relentlessly.
"Hooo!" Melissa exhaled at last when both girls could breathe. "You always know just what I need."
At that moment they could clearly hear Melissa's mother screaming at the top of her lungs, "Haaaggghhh! Fuck, John! Come with me! I'm coming! I'm going to fuck you! I'm going to fuck you so hard! Aaaagghhhh! No more waiting! I'm ready! Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, fuck! I can hear you coming, too! I'm- aaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!" her voice rose to a shrill shriek.
Melissa and Stephanie looked at each other wide-eyed for a moment and then both burst into laughter. "Oh, man!" Stephanie wheezed through her gales of merriment, "It sounds like she's definitely made her plans!"
"You think?" Melissa snorted sardonically, though in truth she was absolutely delighted with the way things appeared to be progressing between her mother and John. "I think everything is going to be fine, my love," she predicted confidently.
"I think you're right, sexy girl," Stephanie grinned. "Hoh, boy! I really have to get to work on my homework now, and my hand is so cramped up I can barely write," she commented.
"Hmmm, glad I didn't have to use my writing hand on you," Melissa chuckled. She grudgingly heaved herself off of Stephanie's body and and padded back over to her desk to address the remaining homework she faced.
The two girls had only been working for a few minutes when there was a soft knock at the door, followed by Melissa's mother's head poking in. "May I come in?" she asked, but didn't wait for an answer as she bustled into the room, closing the door again behind her. She had several of the bags she'd come home with that evening hanging from her arms.
Suddenly, the buxom redhead stopped and crinkled her nose. A knowing look filled her eyes and she said, "Look at the two of you, all innocent and pretending you're doing nothing but your homework. Girls, this room smells like sex!" she declared with a twinkle in her eyes.
"It's all Stephanie's fault," Melissa responded in a mock whiny voice. "She looked at me."
"She looked at you?" her mother asked with a skeptical frown.
"Yeah, you know how she does," Melissa smiled softly. "When she looks at me that way, I just can't stop myself."
"Hmmm, well, um, yes, I do know how that can happen," her mother agreed, blushing furiously. She cleared her throat pointedly. "Fortunately, you'll have plenty of time to finish your homework after I'm done dressing you. It's going to take me even longer to get the boys into their costumes," she informed them.
"Oh, so we finally get to see what these mysterious costumes are?" Stephanie asked, raising her eyebrows impishly.
"Yes, yes," Margaret replied. "I know the suspense is killing you. So." She paused dramatically. "Tonight, you are going to be boys!" she grinned wickedly.
"Ha! You mean we're dressing up as boys?" Melissa cried excitedly.
"And the boys are going to dress up as girls?" Stephanie exclaimed, leaping ahead.
"You've got it," Margaret nodded, pleased at their apparent enthusiasm. "Doesn't that sound like fun?"
"Yeah, actually it does," Stephanie murmured, shooting Melissa a sidelong glance.
"It's a great idea, Mom!" Melissa confirmed with delight and then gave a thoughtful frown. "I'll bet Keith would make a really pretty girl," she added.
"Oh, believe me, that thought had definitely crossed my mind, too," her mother replied with an evil chuckle. "That's actually what got me started thinking about all this in the first place. That and seeing how much both boys enjoyed wearing girls' panties," she explained with a small smile. "I can't wait to see how all this turns out. So – first things first. Let's get you two sexy girls turned into sexy boys," and she took the bags from her arm and unceremoniously dumped their contents onto the bed.
Melissa blinked, trying to make sense of what she saw. Obviously, some of the items were typically boys' clothing, like blue jeans and button-up, collared shirts. She saw a pair of short-haired wigs, one with red hair, and one with black which were obviously meant for them. Then her eyes narrowed as she saw two strange, elongated objects. "Mom!" she blurted, "What are those? They look like, like..."
"They look like what they are, love," her mother grinned, clearly enjoying herself immensely. "They're strap-on dildos. You can't expect to fuck your girlfriends without nice, hard cocks can you?" she leered.
"Oh my God!" Stephanie shrieked with delight. "We get to fuck them with these? Oh! This is awesome! Can we try them on?" she pleaded.
"Actually, you can, love," Margaret smiled indulgently. "They sort of have to go on before anything else does." She held one up for Stephanie's inspection.
Stephanie took the belt and examined it curiously. "Oh, I get it," she nodded in sudden comprehension. "These two things on the inside of the belt go in our cunts and asses. Oooh! This is sounding better and better all the time!"
"I'm glad you approve, my love," Margaret beamed. "No sense letting the `girls' have all the fun while you fuck them. And look here," she pointed to a small protrusion on the inside of the belt. "If we adjust the belt right, this little baby will rub up and down on your clit while you're shoving it into your partner."
"Oh, this is incredible! Thank you, Margaret!" Stephanie blurted, flinging her arms around the older, voluptuous redhead and kissing her soundly.
Finally, Margaret had to gently push the lithe seventh-grader away, her face obviously flushed with arousal. "Yes, well, none of that right now, or I'll never get you girls – I mean, boys," she sniggered, "Dressed. Here, I'll help you get yours fitted."
Melissa watched in utter fascination. She had never even heard of such a device, let alone see and get the chance to try one on. Her mother grabbed a tube of sex gel from the bed where it had landed and quickly greased up the two cylindrical parts that were meant to go in Stephanie's ass and cunt hole. She saw that the one destined for her girlfriend's anus was shorter and thicker, narrowing at the base and realized that once it was in, it would be held tightly in place and give a nice, filled-up feeling the whole time, while the dildo intended for the vagina was straighter, and would be able to work in and out some. She licked her lips with anticipation. She could readily see how exciting this was promising to be.
"Okay, my love, bend over and let me get this part in your backside first," Melissa's mother advised Stephanie. The dark-haired girl just gave a small grunt as the object entered her anus. "Very nice. You've become a real pro at taking things up the ass," she giggled as she easily rammed the butt plug home. "My kind of woman," she added, shooting Melissa a lascivious wink, making her daughter laugh out loud.
"Okay," Margaret went on in a businesslike tone, "Now we'll get the inside dildo nice and comfy in your pussy and then we can buckle everything up." She deftly slid the inner dildo all the way up Stephanie's cunt hole, grinning at her young lover's gasp of pleasure as she felt herself penetrated. "Nice, huh?" she asked.
"Very nice," Stephanie confirmed. "I might want to wear this around a lot more after this. That is, if you're letting us keep them," she quickly added with an uncertain frown.
"Well, I was hoping we might share them, but sure, I have no problem with you wearing one around the house if you like the feeling," Margaret replied, shaking her head at Stephanie's audacity. "Okay, I'm going to buckle the straps. Let me know if anything pinches or feels uncomfortable," she urged.
"Okay, love," Stephanie smiled. She glanced over at Melissa. "You're gonna' totally love this," she predicted.
"Oh, I can see that already," Melissa agreed, her voice already becoming husky with arousal. "I also notice that Mom only got two of them, so I'm guessing she's hoping she gets to try four cocks at once before the evening is over," she said in a too sweet voice.
"Ohhh! You know me too well," her mother admitted unashamedly.
"Speaking of big cocks, how'd your call with my dad go?" Stephanie asked, her expression deadpan. "It sure sounded good from here. And it also sounds like you don't plan to hold off any longer to get the man into bed, either," she added with a soft smile.
"Oh, um, so you could hear that, huh?" Margaret replied weakly, her cheeks coloring intensely.
"Mom, I think they could hear you a couple of blocks away," Melissa giggled. "But that's cool. We love to know you and John are making each other happy. But how about it, Mom? Are your plans all set for tomorrow?"
"Not that it's really any of your business," her mother sniffed, still looking embarrassed at her lack of privacy, "But yes. We agreed that going on a real date would be nice, and so we're going out to dinner after I pick him up. And yes, we're planning on coming back here afterwards. I told him that once I got him in my bed I had no intention of letting him back out again and I wasn't going to leave the kids alone in the house all night," she added with a droll smile. She cinched up the straps on Stephanie's apparatus. "How's that, love? Is that clit-tickler right where it should be?"
Stephanie experimentally grabbed the shaft of the dildo protruding in front of her and moved it up and down. "Oh!" she gasped. "Yeah, definitely in the right spot!"
"Excellent," Margaret nodded. "Just sit tight for a bit while I get your girlfriend all fixed up next," she instructed, giving Melissa a look.
"One of my girlfriends," Stephanie said firmly, giving Margaret a smoldering glance.
"Okay, fair enough," Margaret murmured, not immune to Stephanie's seductive ways. She looked back at her daughter, who merely shrugged helplessly, though her eyes were twinkling with amusement. "Okay, my dear, your turn," she said, holding up the other strap-on device.
"Do the, uh, attachments come in different sizes?" Melissa asked curiously.
Her mother gave Melissa a level look. "Why, yes they do," she nodded. "Why? Think I got yours too small?" she asked acerbically.
"Oh, no, Mom, they'll be fine," Melissa quickly replied, not wanting to sound ungrateful. "I was just curious."
"Uh-huh," her mother snorted, unconvinced. "As it happens, I did get a set of somewhat larger insertable attachments, along with a larger main cock. In case you're feeling frisky later," she smiled knowingly.
"Or you are," Melissa shot back with a grin just as knowing.
"Yes, well, I can see the apple didn't fall far from the tree," her mother shook her head ruefully. "If you don't mind, let's start with this set and see how it goes before we start thinking about an upgrade."
"That's fine, Mom," Melissa nodded. "I can't wait to try this on," she added, wanting to sound appreciative. She glanced over at Stephanie, who was lying on the bed on her back, blatantly stroking the shaft of the dildo extending from her crotch. "Enjoying yourself?" she asked with prurient interest.
"Uh-huh," Stephanie nodded, looking a bit glassy-eyed. "I think I can make myself come this way."
"That's the idea, love," Margaret murmured, tearing her eyes away from the masturbating girl with a visible effort to focus once more on lubricating the butt plug and inside dildo on Melissa's device.
"Too bad it doesn't squirt come when I do," Stephanie panted, grinning crazily.
"You'll just have to make do, dear," Margaret answered tightly, shaking her head in amusement. "Okay, sweetie, your turn," she instructed Melissa. "Bend over and let's get this in your ass."
Melissa did as she was bid, consciously relaxing her anal sphincter as she felt the slick, rounded end of the butt plug press against her puckered, brown rosette. "Hoh!" she gasped as she felt the pressure intensify, her anus being stretched more and more. "Gahh!" she gasped in pleasure and relief as the widest part cleared her anal ring and the plug nestled firmly in her rectum. "Ohhh!" she murmured at last, "That's just as good as I thought it would be. I love that feeling!"
"Me, too," Stephanie grunted from beside her on the bed, working the dildo up and down with her hands.
"You're really getting into character, aren't you, my love?" Margaret noted, her voice thick with arousal. "You look just like a boy jerking off."
"I- hooofff! I wanted to see what it's like," Stephanie puffed. "I wonder if it feels this good for Brad and Keith when they do it."
"They seem to enjoy it, too," Melissa noted dryly. "Ohhh! A little warning, please!" she gasped as she felt her mother plunge the inside dildo deeply into her cunt hole.
"You didn't really seem to need any," her mother retorted. "We'll definitely have to use the larger inserts next time."
"Oh, this feels plenty good just like this," Melissa assured her parent.
"Okay, that's good," her mother nodded. "Okay, time to buckle you up," she advised as she cinched the supporting straps around her waist and behind her back. "How's that? Can you feel the bump hitting your clit?" she inquired.
Melissa pushed her protruding dildo shaft up and down tentatively. "Needs to come down just a bit," she replied.
"Okay, one more notch in the back," her mother nodded, making the adjustment. "There – how's that now?"
"Perfect, Mom," Melissa grinned.
At that moment, Stephanie's entire body arched and began to shudder violently, loud whimpers escaping from her tightly clenched mouth as she climaxed. Melissa and her mother watched, mesmerized, as the skinny girl writhed and jerked uncontrollably until she finally sagged back into the bed with a loud whoosh of breath. "Whew!" she exclaimed at last. "That definitely passes the test. Tonight's gonna' be so much fun! Thanks, Mom!" she blurted.
"Y-you're welcome," Margaret stammerd, taken aback. "You're okay calling me that? I know we talked about how I could never replace your mother."
"And you won't," Stephane sighed, still savoring the post-orgasmic tingles. "But I do like the idea of you being my mom as well as my lover."
"Well, I'm really happy to be that for you, love," Margaret replied, deeply moved. "It means so much to me." She turned her attention back to Melissa, but a sweet smile had spread across her face that wouldn't fade. "Okay, now that you've got your `equipment' in place," she chuckled, time to get the rest of your underpinnings," she announced. She picked up a roll of what appeared to be elastic cloth from the bed. "The next thing we need to do is flatten your breasts."
"Well, that won't take much in my case," Stephanie muttered ruefully.
"My dear, there is nothing in the world wrong with your sexy boobs," Margaret declared firmly. "They fit your body perfectly. Melissa's tits would look as out of place on your chest as yours would on hers." She unwound about a yard of the stretchy material and cut it off with a pair of scissors. "One pass around should be enough for your chest," she mused, almost to herself. She held the length of cloth up to Stephanie's bare breasts and passed it around her back, pulling it tightly before fastening it with a pair of small clips. She surveyed the results for a moment before nodding with satisfaction, "Good, that will do. Okay, love, you may get dressed the rest of the way," she told Stephanie. "You should be able to figure out which size of underwear and pants and shirt are yours," she added dryly.
"Uh, yeah, no problem," Stephanie smiled in understanding. She held up a pair of white boy's underpants. "Uh, these look like they'll fit my hips fine, but, uh, what am I supposed to do with all this?" she gestured down at the long dildo standing straight out from her crotch.
"Just push it down one leg," Margaret recommended. "Just like, uh, yeah, down one leg will work."
"You were about to say just like John does, weren't you?" Melissa guffawed.
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," her mother murmured, blushing furiously.
Melissa waggled her eyebrows knowingly but firmly squelched her desire to blurt out that Stephanie knew exactly what she meant as well. She watched with interest as her girlfriend tugged the underpants up and positioned the plastic shaft of the dildo down the left leg hole, grinning to herself as she realized that Stephanie had automatically placed it down the same leg that her father always stowed his massive member in his pants.
"It still sticks way out," Stephanie noted skeptically, looking down at the prominently protruding dildo.
"It will lie flatter once you pull up your pants," Margaret advised, "Although it won't be as comfortable until you let it spring free again, and I'm sorry for that. You should probably put the undershirt and shirt on first before you pull up the jeans," she added helpfully.
"Uh, yeah, right," Stephanie nodded good-naturedly, and began to finish dressing.
"Now, young lady," Margaret turned back to her daughter, "Let's see what we can do to disguise this impressive rack of yours." She picked up the whole roll of elastic material and, asking Melissa to hold the one end tightly at her side, began to unwind it around and around her buxom daughter's chest, pulling it more tightly with each pass.
"Easy, Mom," Melissa complained. "I still need to be able to breathe."
"Oh, too tight?" her mother fretted.
"Naw, this is okay," Melissa replied after a moment's consideration. "Just no tighter, okay?"
"Okay," her mother nodded. "Hold that right there and let me see how that looks." She examined the results for a moment. "One more loop around, I think. But I won't pull it any tighter," she promised. "How's that feel now?" she asked once she'd added the final pass.
"Definitely tight," Melissa frowned, looking down at herself, "But as long as I don't have to run one of Keith's cross-country races, I should be fine. There's still an awful lot of me there, though," she remarked.
"Well, of course there is," her mother replied mildly, "But now it looks more like you've got a well-muscled chest."
"I guess that's better than having big man-tits like my father has," Melissa remarked with a droll expression.
Her mother's eyebrows raised. "Put on weight, has he?" She shook her head. "Forget it. Don't care; don't need to discuss it. Okay," she went on, "Time for you to get dressed, too. Then we'll try on your wigs and see if you need anything else to complete the effect." She turned back to Stephanie. "Here, let's have a look at you now," she requested. "Is that dildo too uncomfortable now?"
"Eh," Stephanie shrugged. "A little bit, but it is still pressing hard on my clit, which isn't a terrible feeling," she smirked.
"Glad to hear it," the older woman grinned knowingly. "Okay, my love, let's see if we can get all that lovely hair up under this wig. I hope I got it large enough," she added as she picked up the black-haired wig from the bed and began to gather Stephanie's lustrous, dark locks up and wrap them around her head, tucking them under the sides of the wig as she pulled it down. "Oh, that worked great!" she exclaimed at last with a satisfied smile. "Go check yourself out in the mirror, young man," she urged.
Melissa observed her girlfriend with keen interest, startled at the transformation, for Stephanie did indeed look like a boy their age, maybe a bit more finely featured than most, but not all that much more so than Brad. "Wow. You really do look like a boy. Kind of a cute one, too," she giggled as Stephanie turned this way and that, observing herself in the mirror.
"Huh," she said at last with an odd expression on her face. "You really think so?"
"Definitely," Melissa affirmed. "I'm not sure she likes the look, though, Mom," she commented to her mother.
"Oh, I think it's more that she really, really likes the look and isn't sure how she feels about that," her mother advised with a knowing expression. Stephanie shot Margaret a black look and her cheeks colored visibly, but she didn't deny the characterization. "It's quite all right, my love," Margaret assured the transformed girl. "Tonight is all about exploring different sides of ourselves. I suspect the boys may have similar feelings to yours once I'm done with them," she added.
"Hmm, maybe," Stephanie nodded. "Well, I always wondered what it was like to be a boy. I guess this will be as close as I come to finding out. Thanks, Mom," she grinned at Margaret, her eyes twinkling as she saw the pleased smile spread onto the older woman's face once more.
"You're very welcome, my daughter," Margaret replied warmly. "I'm looking forward to this just as much as you are. Okay, Melissa, how does that feel now that you're all dressed?"
Melissa looked down at herself, now donned in baggy blue jeans and a large flannel shirt. "The clothes are definitely comfy," she commented, "But like Steph said, it's a little cramped in the crotch."
"I understand," her mother nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry about that part, but you'll have to endure it for a while as I get the boys dressed. Let's get your hair under your wig now," she directed. "Fortunately, you don't have as much to hide as Steven, here," she said in a teasing tone.
"Oh, is that my name for the evening?" Stephanie asked, her eyebrows raised.
"It seems appropriate for a boy like you, doesn't it?" Margaret asked. "Unless you'd like a different one."
"No, no, that's fine," Stephanie nodded with a small smile. "You created me, so I guess you can sure name me, too. And who's Melissa going to be? Mel? Melvin?" she asked brightly.
"Just call me Mel, since you do already," Melissa smiled pleasantly as her mother put the finishing touches on the arrangement of her wig.
"Okay, Mel, you can go look at yourself," her mother grinned. "Not too bad a job if I do say so myself."
With some trepidation, Melissa stepped over in front of the full-length mirror attached to her closet door and studied her reflection. What she saw was a heavyset boy in his young teens with pale skin and a thick shock of red hair. The look certainly was convincing if not altogether pleasing. "Hmm," she murmured at last, "I think I make a better-looking girl than a boy. Not like Stephanie, who manages to be unbelievably cute as either," she added with a wistful look at her girlfriend.
"You really do look like a boy, though, Mel," Stephanie replied gently. "Just get into the spirit of it and imagine what it's going to be like to fuck the shit out of our new sisters," she giggled lewdly.
"Yeah, okay, I can definitely do that," Melissa laughed, feeling her pussy start to ooze at the very thought.
"Very nice," her mother nodded approvingly, both at the ersatz boys' appearance and their attitude. "I've done all I can for the two of you now. Try to get your homework finished now so you'll be ready for some fun once I'm done dressing the boys." She paused. "And if it gets too uncomfortable, you can pull the jeans down and let the dildos pop out, but don't get anymore undressed than that. And for God's sake, please try to be patient enough not to start having sex again and ruin all my work," she pleaded in a tone that indicated she wasn't joking.
Both girls consented and returned to their homework as Margaret left the room to start her transformation of Keith and Brad. Melissa kept stealing glances at Stephanie and her amazing new appearance. Stephanie finally looked up and caught Melissa looking at her. "What?" she asked with a loving smile.
"Just, uh, well, you really do make a cute boy," Melissa confessed self-consciously. "If you'd been a boy in our class, I'm not sure I would have been near as interested in Brad."
"Hmm, well, I'm glad it worked out how it did so you can have both of us," Stephanie answered softly.
"Yeah, that's true," Melissa acknowledged, "Only..." she trailed off.
"What? Tell me, lover. No secrets between us, remember," she added pointedly.
"It's just, I, well, I wonder how it would be if we could get away with going out on a date sometime. You know, with you as my boyfriend. You're so cute, and I hate not being able to be together – really together, you know what I mean? Out in public."
"I'd like that," Stephanie admitted shyly before frowning. "But it would have to be somewhere no one knows either of us," she cautioned. "Otherwise, one of the kids at school would be sure to figure it out. Maybe if we all go on a vacation somewhere?" she brightened. "And that way we could go out with you as my boyfriend sometime, too."
"Oh, I'd love that!" Melissa blurted excitedly. "We are so gonna' do that, first chance we get!"
"It's a date, my love," Stephanie agreed, shooting Melissa her smoldering look that looked jarringly incongruous on the face of the young boy on the bed.
"Don't try that look when you're being Steve," Melissa advised with a droll expression. "Definitely not the kind of look a boy would ever give. More's the pity," she muttured under her breath.
"Okay, thanks for the warning," Stephanie smiled before sighing. "Okay, homework calls."
Melissa nodded reluctantly and returned her focus to her desk and the essay on the American Civil War she was supposed to be writing for Social Studies class.
Another hour had elapsed before Stephanie slammed her book shut with a loud sigh of relief. "Man, I didn't think I was ever going to finish! You done?" she asked Melissa.
"Yep, I finished a few minutes ago – just sitting here doodling," the redhead muttered, "And waiting for the party to start."
"Hmm, well, um, while we're waiting, you want to suck my cock?" Stephanie asked with a twinkle in her eye.
Melissa turned around at her desk to stare, open-mouthed, at her girlfriend. Stephanie was lying back on the bed and stroking the shaft of her strap-on dildo once more, having extracted it from her pants. She batted her eyes seductively at Melissa.
"Dang, girl! Or should I say `boy'?" Melissa grinned. "You really are getting into having a dick of your own, aren't you?"
"So?" Stephanie challenged. "Isn't that what your mom said this evening was all about?" She increased the tempo of her ersatz jerking off, forcing the knob inside more firmly against her clit. "Come on," she urged. "I want to see if you can deep-throat this."
"Uh, sure," Melissa agreed dubiously, getting up from her desk and coming over to the bed to lie down beside Stephanie with her hips near her girlfriend's head and her face even with the plastic shaft protruding from Stephanie's fly. "I can try, but I don't know. It's bigger than Brad's dick, and not as flexible."
"Yeah, okay," Stephanie shrugged. "I just kind of want to know what this is like for a guy."
"Well, I'm not sure you'll get the full experience," Melissa replied skeptically as she bent her head near to take the dildo into her mouth, "But here goes." She engulfed the head of the sex toy with her lips and began to lick and suck it, trying to duplicate the same motions she would have used on their brothers. She realized the dildo was about the same size as that of Keith, and began to try to work more and more of it into her mouth and down her gullet with each successive plunge.
"Ohhh, that's nice," Stephanie murmured, her breathing deepening with increased arousal. "Now I really do wish I had a real cock sometimes, just so you could do this to me all the time."
Melissa found her lover's reaction to all this fascinating and tucked the revelation of Stephanie's fantasy away for a later. Meanwhile, she concentrated on swallowing as much as she could of the dildo shaft down her throat. Eventually, she had to admit defeat and accept she wasn't going to be getting the entire length of it into her gullet and focused instead on making her her motions work the dildo back and forth firmly enough to ensure Stephanie's clit was being serviced. Stephanie's increasing groans and gasps let her know that she was appreciating it immensely.
Then it was Melissa's turn to moan as she felt Stephanie unzip her baggy jeans and extract the front dildo from within and begin sucking on it as well while rhythmically bending it back and forth as she did to ensure Melissa's clit was getting the same treatment as her own. For several more minutes, the pair lay on the bed in a sixty-nine, sucking each other's fake cocks and working themselves inexorably up to mutual orgasms.
Only when their bodies had ceased shuddering and their desperate panting receded did they hear Melissa's mother clear her throat pointedly and mutter with a wry shake of her head, "I swear, the minute two boys get alone in a room together, the first thing they do is suck each other's cocks."
"Eeep!" Melissa shrieked, startled. "Mom! When did you- uh, I mean, how long were you watching?"
"Long enough to catch a good part of the show," her mother replied with droll amusement. "It didn't seem like either of you would have appreciated being interrupted."
"Well, thanks for that, Mom," Stephanie said brightly, raising her head above Melissa's side. "And what do you mean about two boys in a room sucking each other's cocks? Is that what Keith and Brad were doing when you went in there?" she asked with undisguised prurient interest.
"Of course," Margaret nodded with a shrug. "Fortunately I got there before they could shoot their loads in each other's mouths; we need them to be nice and full of come for the rest of the party. But speaking of which, are you boys ready to meet your new sisters?" she asked with a mischievous grin.
"Uh, definitely!" Melissa blurted excitedly. Stephanie nodded just as eagerly.
"Okay, then," Margaret nodded with a gleam in her eye. "Stuff those things back in your pants so they get the full effect and come join the party," she commanded.
Neither girl needed to be invited twice, and they scurried off the bed, hastily cramming the protruding dildos back down the legs of their pants and refastening them before trotting off behind the still-nude redheaded woman. Stephanie shot Melissa a look of unashamed anticipation as they padded down the hallway, and Melissa grinned back, waggling her eyebrows suggestively, which made Stephanie give a very un-boylike giggle. As they entered the master bedroom, their eyes eagerly swept the room for their brothers.
What they saw made Melissa gulp and her jaw drop. Lying on the bed, their arms behind their heads in a blatantly seductive pose, were two very pretty girls, so transformed that she barely recognized her brother and boyfriend. Keith had become a stunningly beautiful blond, her long, pale locks streaming down over her shoulders and partially covering impressively large breast mounds under a slinky print top. Her lower half was wearing dark pants of some clingy, stretchy material and she had somehow managed to acquire curvy hips as well. Melissa was dying to find how how her mother had accomplished that. Her feet were encased in white sandals and Melissa could see that her toenails had even been painted a sexy pink shade. Her eyes ran back up the girl's delectably feminine body to her face, taking in the lipstick that matched the shade of her toenails – she stole a quick glance up to her hands and nodded as she saw her fingernails had been done in the same shade – and back to the girl's eyes, which were fully made up with mascara and eye-liner. Their eyes locked for a moment and Melissa was secretly pleased to see her brother's face light up as he took in her transformation into a boy as well.
Then she turned her gaze to Brad, and was even more startled. She had fully expected Keith to make a very pretty girl, since he was already a very pretty boy. But Brad's transformation completely floored Melissa – the dark-haired girl looking back at her with unfathomably soulful eyes would have been worth a second look in any environment. Her mother had made Brad into somewhat of a female anodyne to his sister, with hair just as dark, though in a much shorter bob cut, and much more modest though definitely bulging breasts only slightly larger than Stephanie's. Unlike the way her mother had apparently padded Keith's body, she had left Brad much more svelte. This girl, too, wore a thin print top and tight, clingy pants, and Melissa could see that her toenails and fingernails were painted as well, but in a deeper, redder shade than what Keith was wearing. Her lipstick matched the shade of her nails and Melissa smiled to herself as she recognized it as one of her mother's own favorites. But it was her eyes that Melissa found so profoundly unsettling. True, they were lightly made up with a bit of mascara and liner, but Melissa had to admit that the makeup was only enhancing what had already existed. Funny how she had never realized that her boyfriend had such beautiful eyes before, but now she felt herself getting lost in them.
Melissa wasn't sure how long all four young people were frozen, drinking in the startling and unexpended appearance of each other as her mother looked back and forth at them nervously. Then all of a sudden everyone was talking at once, saying how amazing everyone looked, and wanting to know how Margaret had achieved such incredible transformations.
"I promise, I'll reveal all my secrets," the older woman promised, a smug expression at their enthusiasm on her face. "But first, let me introduce you all. Girls," and she gestured to Keith and Brad on the bed, "Meet your new brothers for the evening, Mel and Steve. Boys," and she turned to Melissa and Stephanie, "Your new sisters are Brandy and Kathy," she beamed expectantly.
"What pretty names," Stephanie murmured in a deliberately low-pitched voice, obviously enjoying getting into character. "Did you pick those yourselves?"
"We did!" Keith smiled proudly before his eyes narrowed as he suddenly caught sight of the very prominent bulges in the legs of the girls' pants. "What are those?!!" he demanded excitedly. "You gave them big cocks, too?" he asked his mother.
"Of course, Kathy," his mother cooed with a satisfied smile. "How else are your new brothers going to fuck you sexy girls?"
"Oh, Mom! This is incredible!" Keith blurted. "And you guys really do look amazing," he went on, addressing Melissa and Stephanie. "I swear, if I saw either of you walking down the school hallway, I'd just figure you were a couple of new guys, though I guess I might wonder why you looked so familiar," he chuckled, shaking his head incredulously.
"Us? What about you girls?" Melissa retorted with a huge grin. "I swear to God, I never imagined how drop-dead beautiful both of you would be as girls! If this thing was real," and she glanced down the the bulge of the dildo in her pants, "It would definitely already be getting hard just looking at you!"
"So does that mean we get to suck your cocks?" Brad blurted, then looked abashed at his wanton eagerness.
"It sure does!" Stephanie grinned. "And Mom even fixed us up so we can get off while you do. We can show you later," she promised. She ignored the upraised eyebrows and looks that both Brad and Keith shot Margaret to hear her characterization of the older woman; Margaret just gave them both a reassuring nod to confirm she was alright about it. Stephanie looked over at Melissa. "So, Mel, which sexy girl do you want to let suck your cock?"
"Well," Melissa replied a bit shyly, her heart inexplicably thumping in her chest, "I can't seem to keep my eyes off Brandy, if you wouldn't mind."
"Be my guest," Stephanie grinned. "I could tell already that was love at first sight for you. Kathy, would you like to suck my dick for me? I'd love it if you would," she grinned at Keith, who nodded mutely, looking dazed.
"Wait, wait, everyone!" Margaret cried suddenly. "I can definitely understand how you all can't wait to start fucking, but before everyone gets all disheveled, let me take some pictures of the four of you," she pleaded. "Here, everyone get up and stand together over there against that wall."
As the four young people all moved as requested, Brad sidled up to Melissa and whispered, "I can't believe the way you look. Just thinking about you fucking me makes me feel all funny inside."
"Oooh, Brandy, you're such a little slut!" Melissa whispered back, squeezing his hand tightly. "I think you really like being a girl."
"Yeah, I kind of do," he confessed with a shy smile. "I kept looking at myself in the mirror and realized that I'd want to have sex with a girl who looks like that."
"Of course you do," Melissa laughed. "Because you really look a lot like Stephanie, and you already love having sex with her. I really want to have sex with you, too," she added even more softly.
By then, her mother had retrieved her camera and was directing them through several poses, each of them getting more and more provocative, until she finally had Melissa kiss Brad, her hand blatantly covering Brad's faux breast, while Stephanie and Keith struck the same pose.
"Okay," Margaret muttered at last to herself. "I'd better stop or I'm going to end up with some pictures I really wouldn't want anyone outside the family to see. Thank you all," she called out more loudly, closing up her camera once more. "Okay, you may now return to your previously scheduled programming," she giggled.
"Okay, Kathy, back on the bed!" Stephanie ordered firmly. As Keith hastened to obey, the dark-haired `boy' followed. He scrambled onto the bed, unzipping his fly as he did and wrestled the long, plastic dildo out of the opening until it sprang free, jutting straight out from his crotch. He scooted his body up so he was straddling Keith's chest, settling his ass down onto the large breasts. Stephanie's eyes flew open in surprise and she looked over at Margaret. "Kathy's tits feel so real! How'd you do that? That's not just a padded bra!" she insisted.
"Vacuum-packed chicken breasts," Margaret answered proudly. "They're the right size and texture."
"Damn! I'm truly impressed," she remarked and Margaret beamed in response before Stephanie turned back to Keith. "Okay, Kathy, let's see just how good a cocksucker you are," she leered.
Keith unhesitatingly reached up with his hand and pulled the firm shaft deeply into his mouth, sucking it and working his hand up and down the saliva-moistened length of it. "Ohhh, yeah, baby, that's nice," Stephanie encouraged. "You really are a sweet little cocksucker, aren't you, girl? I can tell you really love sucking dick!"
"Hmm-hmm," Keith nodded enthusiastically. His eyes were closed in pure bliss, and it was clear from Stephanie's grunts of pleasure that she was finding the experience equally rewarding.
Melissa watched her brother, totally enthralled for a moment as she realized that this was a fantasy coming true for him, and she shot her mother an approving look, appreciating just how well their mother understood Keith and his sexuality. Her mother smiled back beatifically; her own hand was working back and forth between her legs energetically as she stood beside the bed, her eyes glued to the depraved tableau before her.
Now it was Melissa's turn with her new sister. "Come on, Brandy," she commanded, her voice already thick with rampant sexual arousal. "Would you like to suck my cock, too?"
"Uh-huh," Brad replied shyly. Melissa found herself falling into those gorgeous eyes once more. "What?" he wanted to know, seeing the smoky expression on Melissa's face.
"It's just that, well, you're so damn beautiful!" she murmured as she pushed Brad gently back onto the bed and straddled his enhanced breasts, understanding Stephanie's comment now about how realistic they felt. "I feel like I'm falling in love with you all over again...just a different you I never knew existed," she confessed. She settled her body down and was intrigued to feel how that pressure pushed the butt plug and vaginal dildo further into her orifices. With a look at her sexy "female" partner that was part tender adoration and part howling lust, she unzipped her fly and, with some effort, extricated the exterior dildo from her pants. "Whew!" she chuckled, "I never appreciated how hard it is to get your dick out of your pants once it's already hard!"
"And yet, you boys always seem to manage," Brad replied with a girlish giggle so authentic sounding that Melissa blinked, startled, before bursting into a loud guffaw.
"You got that right! We always find a way," Melissa snorted, "Especially when we have the chance to get it sucked by a hot little sexpot like you!" She pointedly pushed the head of the sex toy up to Brad's lips. With an eager grin, Brad seized it with both hands and pulled it between his lips, sucking it noisily, and working his hands up and down the shaft. "Ohhh, that's very nice, Brandy," Melissa complimented as she felt the motions in the dildo translate into the other instruments inside here starting to rhythmically move in and out and the nubbin pressed against her clit beginning to stimulate it in a way that she could tell was going to drive her right over the edge before very long.
Melissa's mother was panting and gasping loudly as her masturbatory exertions increased in intensity. "You may need to break out some of your toys to keep up with us," Melissa advised drolly, beginning to pant heavily herself.
"I- hoh! I do believe you're right, young man," her mother puffed. As Melissa watched with unabashed interest, her mother interrupted her manipulation of her cunt long enough to rummage through her nightstand drawer and emerge with a shiny, metal vibrator, which she hurriedly lubricated with the baby oil that now always had pride of place beside her bed. She deftly slipped it into her anus and, with a groan of erotic pleasure, turned it on. She then bent over once more and fished the enormous, black dildo from the drawer.
"Ohhh," Stephanie sniggered, "You're going for the `daddy dong'!" She nodded knowingly. "Good idea to get in practice for tomorrow, huh," she twitted the older woman.
"You know it, little pervert," Margaret answered, a defiant jut to her jaw, refusing to rise to Stephanie's baiting. She pushed it into her mouth and, with a frown of concentration, worked it inexorably down her gullet until the wide base of it was pressed firmly against her lips. She held it there for several long seconds until she pulled it rapidly out and expelled the breath she had been holding with a loud whoop.
"Oh, now you're just showing off," Melissa commented, amused at the challenging interplay between Stephanie and her mother.
"Damn!" Brad blurted, pulling his lips back from Melissa's faux cock momentarily, "Dad's gonna' think he's died and gone to heaven! So you're really gonna' do it tomorrow?" he pressed eagerly.
"Do it?" Margaret asked with eyebrows raised haughtily. "Whatever do you mean, little girl? Do you want to know if I plan to get your sexy father into bed and fuck him until he cries for mercy, then yes, I believe we are gonna' do it," she concluded, deliberately using the same tone Brad had.
"Finally! About time!" was all Brad said, looking highly pleased, a sentiment that everyone else in the room heartily agreed with. Brad resumed sucking Melissa's strap-on dildo, but his eyes remained riveted on Margaret as she now took the huge, black dildo – now thoroughly moistened by her saliva – and shoved it roughly up her cunt hole until she was fully impaled by it.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Brad murmured. "Dad's not gonna' know what hit him!" he predicted.
Melissa glanced over at Stephanie, who looked back with a resigned shrug as if she'd finally come around to accept that maybe there was another woman who could please her father as much as she could. Melissa smiled approvingly at her friend and lover, and then both of them returned their attention to the cross-dressed boys beneath them.
As Brad continued to work his hands and mouth up and down the shaft of Melissa's dildo, she could feel the stimulation starting to have a definite effect on her and knew that she was likely going to come in just a few more minutes of that treatment. Feeling guilty about her partner not getting any erotic stimulation out of this, she leaned back and put her hand back between Brad/Brandy's legs, thinking she could at least stroke his prick. To her amazement, there wasn't one there – just a little bulge that frankly felt more like pussy lips than anything else.
"Mom! What did you do with their dicks? You didn't cut them off, did you?" she cried in horror and consternation.
It took a moment for her mother, who was now looking decidedly glassy eyed as she plunged the massive fake cock up and down in her cunt, to collect herself to answer. "N-no, dear, nothing like that," she puffed. "We just sort of taped them down out of the way between their legs. Kind of what we did with those big bazongas of yours," she added breathlessly. "As hard as I imagine their poor little dicks are now, I expect they're going to break free any minute."
"Mine's still holding," Keith supplied, interrupting his fellatio. "But it's really pushing further and further. I feel like it's about to push right up my butt any second!"
"Oooh, wouldn't that be a treat!" Stephanie blurted with an evil grin.
"It sure would!" Keith concurred honestly, a wistful glow in his eyes. "Uh, Steve, you think you might want to fuck me with that sexy cock soon?" he hinted broadly.
"What? You want me to fuck your defenseless little cunt with this big, hard cock, Kathy?" Stephanie taunted, obviously enjoying herself.
"Yes, please, Steve," Keith replied softly, getting thoroughly into his role. "Would you please fuck my pussy? I would love that so much! Please fuck me with your big, hard cock!"
"Hmm, since you asked so nicely," Stephanie grinned, cocking her head and gazing down at the pretty blond girl between her thighs. "I will. Just as soon as you suck me hard enough to make me come!"
Keith needed no further inducement, and threw himself into sucking his lover's tool with a will. Within seconds, Stephanie was groaning and gasping at the lewd sensations being elicited in her groin. This was apparently enough for Margaret, who began to climax furiously, shrieking shrilly as her voluptuous body convulsed. She continued to thrust the massive dildo up into her cunt hole with one hand while the other cruelly wrung one of her huge, firm breasts.
Melissa was torn between ogling her mother's wanton behavior as she came right there beside the bed and Stephanie's rapidly approaching orgasm as Keith continued to work the shaft of the dildo up and down, having quickly learned which motions had the most effect on his lover.
Just about the time Melissa's mother had finally began to come down from her climax, Stephanie began howling like a banshee, her thin body shuddering helplessly. Melissa watched, spellbound, as Stephanie leaned farther and farther back, forcing the hard nub on the inside of the harness into brutal contact with what Melissa knew must be her girlfriend's pulsing clitoris. She suspected that the sensations might have been prolonged enough to make Stephanie pass out, but just then the pressure against the dildo grew too much for Keith to handle and it popped out of his mouth to stand straight up in the air; Stephanie instantly flopped onto her back atop Keith's lushly padded body, puffing and gasping as her orgasms finally were allowed to recede.
"I'm – hoh! I'm about ready to come, too!" Melissa gasped down at Brad, who was still diligently sucking as much of the dildo into his mouth as he could. "Just keep- oooh! Keep doing that, Brandy! You're- ohh! Oh, fuck! You're gonna' make me come, sexy girl!" she puffed. "You want me to fuck your pussy- hoh! After you make me come? Haagghhh! Oh, God! Oh, God!" she cried.
"Hmm-hmm!" Brad nodded enthusiastically in answer, refusing to release the plastic cock from his mouth.
"Ohhhhh!" Melissa groaned, "Here- unnngghhh! Here it comes! Oh, God! Oh, God! Brandy! You're sucking my cock! And making me come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm- haagghhhh!" she screamed as the climax that had been building for several minutes seemed to erupt from the entire length of her crotch, from her so-nicely-filled asshole, through her completely drenched vagina where the dildo continued to move up and down in her maddeningly, and most of all from the rhythmically pulsing clit where the harness's hard nubbin slammed repeatedly into the sensitive organ, each time seeming to launch a fresh climax before the previous one had even fully launched.
Melissa was coming hard now, so hard she realized that she was likely to black out. Hoping that it wouldn't damage the equipment between her legs, the climaxing redhead stopped trying to prevent her bladder from emptying and simply let the piss flow freely out of her. She heard the familiar roaring in her ears, and then only blackness.
When Melissa opened her eyes once more, she heard grunting noises from beside her on the bed and groggily raised her head to see what was going on. She found that she was sandwiched in between Brad's feminized body on one side and her mother's backside on the other. She propped herself up on her elbow to get a vantage over her mother's ample body and gaped at the sight she beheld. Her brother was lying on his back underneath Stephanie who was urgently slamming her strap-on dildo into Keith's asshole, his pants having been removed – apparently while Melissa was blacked out. Keith still wore his blouse, bulging with his false breasts, and his bare legs complete with bright pink toenails were wrapped tightly around Stephanie's body, digging his heels into her buttocks and urging her to fuck him hard and fast.
"Wow!" she murmured softly into her mother's ear, "That looks really hot!"
"It does, doesn't it?" her mother concurred, her eyes never leaving the gender-bending scene in front of her. Melissa realized that her mother was masturbating vigorously once more as she ogled the pair, her fingers making obscene squelching sounds as they slid back and forth in the woman's clearly quim-drenched cunt slit.
Melissa looked back over her shoulder at Brad behind her, taken aback all over again at just how stunningly pretty he was as a girl. She smiled with a lascivious glint in her eye. "How about it, Brandy? You ready to try that, too?"
"Uh-huh!" he nodded with undisguised eagerness. "I've just been waiting for you to wake up so we could."
"Uh, yeah, sorry about that," Melissa mumbled self-consciously. "I guess it doesn't matter whether I'm a boy or a girl – I still come hard enough to pass out more often than not. Oh, uh, Mom," she added with a grimace, "I kind of pissed all over the equipment. I hope it cleans up okay."
Her mother shot her a brief, backward glance, her expression droll; her hand never stopped frigging her cunt. "Of course you did, love. I imagine it will all be fine; the strap-ons weren't cheap and it would be kind of silly to make something like that that couldn't stand up to bodily fluids, don't you think? Now, are you going to talk more or are you going to fuck the shit out of your beautiful girlfriend who's been waiting very patiently for you to make a real woman of her?"
"Uh, fuck! Definitely fuck!" Melissa giggled, turning away from her mother to face Brad. "Here, sexy girl, let's get these pants off, okay?" She winced with embarrassment as she saw the large, dark stain of wetness all over his thin blouse where she'd peed all over his breasts as she climaxed. "Sorry about all the piss," she apologized sheepishly.
"You ought to know by now I don't mind you pissing on me, whatever I am," Brad replied, giving her an adoring look that made butterflies flutter inside Melissa. He reached down to tug the waistband of his tight, thin stretch pants down, raising his hips to get clear of his butt.
"Here, lover, I've got this," Melissa told him, pulling the pants the rest of the way down his legs, pausing for a brief moment to admire the job her mother had done painting his toenails before she shifted back up his body. She looked down at the layers of medical tape between Brad's legs holding his cock and balls pressed tightly down into his crotch. She could tell that his prick was completely hard because the bulge there was stretching the tape alarmingly. "Doesn't that hurt?" she asked curiously.
"Not really," Brad shook his head, adding in a shy tone, "It actually feels really sexy to reach down between my legs and feel almost like I've got a pussy there."
"I hear that," Melissa giggled. "It's really interesting to feel this big hard thing between my legs right now, too." She reached down and pulled Brad's legs up, pushing them back onto his chest and completely exposing his anus. "Huh," she frowned, "Are you already lubed up down there?"
"Yep," Brad replied proudly. "Your mom got both of us girls all ready to be fucked."
"You do sound ready!" Melissa laughed, her voice becoming husky with arousal.
"I am," her lover answered seriously, eyes wide with eager anticipation.
"Okay, let's do it then," Melissa warned. "Here we go!" She positioned the head of her attached dildo at the opening of his bunghole and began to push slowly forward. "How's that?" she asked.
"I'm ready, Mel!" he insisted, and she could actually feel his anal sphincter relaxing to ease her entry. "Fuck me good!"
With a mental shrug, Melissa bore down and suddenly felt the shaft between her legs slip forward and bury itself all the way into Brad's accommodating rectum.
"Ohh!" Brad sighed softly as he felt himself totally impaled. "That's nice, Mel." He echoed Keith's motion and wrapped his legs around Melissa's waist, planting his heels in her ass and murmuring, "Fuck me, Mel! I'm your girl tonight – do whatever you want with me."
"Hmmm," Melissa breathed as she began to methodically thrust the shaft of her dildo in and out of her lover's ass, "I'd say Slutty Brandy is even a bigger slut than Slutty Brad."
"Uh-huh!" Brad nodded with a gulp as Melissa slammed her ersatz cock hard into Brad's welcoming ass. "I think so, too. This is – I can't even describe it. Feeling like this is what it's like for you when we fuck just makes me feel closer than ever to you. No wonder you love it so much! This is incredible!"
"I think so, too, Brandy," Melissa panted, both from the physical effort and from rapidly growing lust. As she felt Brad's heels dig into her ass, she increased the tempo of her thrusting to match her lover's desired rhythm. Brad groaned with pleasure.
Melissa shot a look across the bed at the others. Her mother had turned to lie on her back, her head shifting from side to side to observe each couple in turn; her knees were raised, and her thighs splayed wantonly as she frantically worked her hand in and out of her dripping cunt slit. Her other hand had seized one of her full breasts and was savagely wringing it and pinching the nipple. Melissa realized the woman was seconds away from a climax and shot a quick glance over at Stephanie.
Her girlfriend with plunging her dildo into Keith's ass at a desperate rate now, a wild look in her eyes. Stephanie seemed completely oblivious to anything else in the room except the sensations in her groin and the expression on Keith's made-up face beneath her. To Melissa's amazement, her brother looked as if he were on the verge of a climax as well. "Way to go, Steve!" Melissa called out between her own gasps of pleasure. "I think you're about to make Kathy come!"
"He is! He is!" her brother croaked breathlessly. "He's hitting my clit- hoh! Perfectly with his cock!"
"I'll be damned," Melissa murmured. She looked down at Brad, whose eyes were closed with erotic bliss, his mouth wide open as he panted and grunted with each new thrust into his bowels. "How's that feeling, sexy girl?" she puffed. "You think you can come, too?"
"Oh, yeah!" Brad nodded vigorously, his eyes gleaming with lust. "I definitely can!"
"That's great, Brandy," Melissa cried. "Just drive me how you need me!"
"Uh-huh!" Brad nodded, closing his eyes once more as he dug his heels into Melissa's ass, spurring her to fuck his anus even faster. Melissa complied with a will, ramming her dildo into his bowels at a furious pace. She glanced over once more just in time to see her mother's back arch completely off the bed as she came, her lush body shuddering and jerking spasmodically with each new jolt of ecstatic pleasure coursing through her jiggling frame. Melissa watched, spellbound, realizing that she never tired of the sight of her mother's orgasms, nor the knowledge that she was feeling such pleasure. She could feel her own pussy start to tingle in response and knew that it would not be long before she, too, was coming.
Then it was the turn of Keith and Stephanie, who had managed to time their orgasms to match perfectly. Both of them were yelling and howling incoherently, Stephanie pounding her `cock' into Keith's ass relelentlessly all the while. Keith's hips rose clear off the bed despite Stephanie's weight, shuddering with each new spasm as he shot his jism down into the crevice of his ass. Stephanie's entire, lithe body writhed as it was wracked with orgiastic bliss until she, too, finally relented and sagged down atop Keith's large, enhanced breasts, sucking in air desperately.
At that moment, Brad uttered a loud, hoarse groan and his hips thrust upwards, jerking uncontrollably, and Melissa realized her partner was coming as well. She abandoned all restraint and began to plunge her dildo into Brad's ass, wishing for one selfish moment it were actual flesh and blood so she could feel the sensation of her lover climaxing around her organ. Instead, she focused on his beautiful face, red and sweaty now and his eyes screwed tightly shut as each new jet of semen erupted from his tightly bound cock. That amazing sight was sufficiently stimulating to trigger the orgasm in Melissa's pussy that had been building for the last several minutes, and suddenly she, too, was jerking and screaming as the waves of ecstasy rolled unrelentingly over her. She did her best to keep plunging into his rhythmically constricting anus, though her own climactic spasms made it difficult. But then, to her utter amazement, she saw Brad's eyes roll up in his head and his entire body go slack.
For a long moment all she could do was stare down uncomprehendingly, until her mother broke into her befuddled mind asking, "Did you fuck that poor girl so hard you made her pass out?"
"I- I think I did," Melissa puffed, shaking her head in wonder. Both Keith and Stephanie disentangled and sat up to see.
"I'm actually not that surprised," Melissa's mother nodded with a slight smile. "I was watching his face. He was really, really getting into being your girl and getting fucked by you. I could tell it was an incredibly intense experience for him. Or her, I guess I should say," she amended, giving the sleeping boy a fond look.
"I have to say your instincts were right on, Mom," Stephanie chimed in, drawing a quick, grateful look from Margaret at her characterization. "You do know us all so very well."
"It's true," Keith added. "That was – shit! I can't even begin to tell you. It was just..."
"A secret fantasy come true?" Melissa supplied with a gentle smile.
"Yes, definitely," her brother nodded, a look of languid bliss on his face. "Thank you, Mom, for being so incredibly smart. Not to mention sexy as anything!" he chuckled sincerely.
"I second that!" Stephanie sighed happily before frowning at Margaret, "Only you seemed to have drawn the short straw out of all this."
"Well, thank you for your concern, my love, but first, I was coming hard right along with the rest of you. And second, the night isn't over yet, and even if Brandy and Kathy need a little recovery time, the nice thing about dildos is they never go soft, and I'm definitely ready for a little double-penetration from you two boys," she said in a sultry tone.
"Okay, we can definitely help you out," Stephanie grinned, shooting a glance at Melissa for confirmation, who acknowledged with a nod and a grin.
"Wonderful!" Margaret cried before pausing. "Only first, maybe we can let their cocks out so they can breathe," she suggested with a meaningful look at the taped-up crotches of both Brad and Keith. "Plus I do believe they've both got a whole lot of come trapped between their legs that I would love to help lick out."
"True," Melissa laughed, turning to start tugging the tape away from Brad's groin. Stephanie eagerly started the same for Keith, who bore up under the discomfort of the tape pulling out large amounts of pubic hairs in the process with only occasional grunts and complaints. Fortunately for Melissa, Brad was still unconscious and she was able to get his removed without any problem, though he was starting to stir by the time she had finally removed all the tape. She eagerly peered into her boyfriend's crotch and saw that he had, indeed, squirted his own come into the crack of his ass. "He's all exposed, Mom. You want to start cleaning Brad up?" she generously offered.
"Yes, please," her mother giggled girlishly, scrambling over to bury her face deeply into Brad's slimy crevice, completely heedless of her dignity.
"Wow, Mom, you're totally going for it, aren't you?" Melissa shook her head, surprised at her mother's wanton behavior, slutty even by her standards.
"No reason not to," Keith remarked before groaning with pleasure as he felt Stephanie's tongue bury itself in his own ass crack. "Mom gave us both enemas beforehand so we'd be all ready to get fucked."
"Oh, I'll bet you suffered mightily through that," Melissa observed dryly. Keith grinned unrepentantly in response. "And did she give herself one, too?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
"Brad gave her one," Keith answered.
"Ah, good to know she's all cleaned out, too," Melissa nodded. "Yes, please," she answered Stephanie's unspoken inquiry as her girlfriend sat up with a mouth obviously full of Keith's jism. Melissa leaned over to accept a come-filled kiss from her lover, their tongues slithering wetly in and around each other's mouths, savoring the flavor of Keith's jism.
Then her mother sat up and Melissa broke off her kiss with Stephanie to accept her mother's mouthful of semen, their incestuous and obscene kiss lingering for several moments before Melissa leaned back over to Stephanie to share the jism with her as well.
"Okay!" Margaret beamed as she licked her lips sensuously, "Time for me to get fucked!" She reached over Brad to pick up a new and very large bottle of baby oil from the nightstand, brazenly pushing a breast right into Brad's face in the process. The eighth-grade boy, for his part, eagerly seized her mammary in both hands and began to suckle the nipple noisily.
"Love, that feels very nice," Margaret murmured, "And I'm definitely going to want you to keep that up for me once I get all my holes nicely filled up, okay?"
"Hmm-hmm!" Brad nodded enthusiastically, his mouth full of the older woman's lush breast.
Smiling lasciviously, Margaret motioned for both Melissa and Stephanie to hold out their hands, instructing, "Here, loves. Take some oil and get your cocks nice and slippery. Mel, would you like to be the one fucking my ass?" At her daughter's willing grin and nod in agreement, she continued, "Excellent! Then please also get my asshole nice and slippery, too."
As Melissa accepted a handful of oil and began to lube her strap-on dildo and then slip first one, then two oily fingers up her mother's bunghole, Margaret said with a thoughtful frown, "I'm not sure the best way to let all four of you get at me at once. If you don't think you'd be too squished, Melissa, would you be okay being underneath me, with me on my back on top of you? That way everyone else could reach my front. But if that doesn't sound comfortable, we can try this with me on my side."
"I'll be fine underneath you, Mom," Melissa laughed easily. "I sounds kind of fun, actually. And that way," she added with a mischievous smile, "Brad could fuck your tits, too. You know how much he loves it," and she shot her dark-haired boyfriend a knowing grin, "And I'll bet he'd get hard enough after a few minutes of that to come on you, too. I'm assuming you want Keith's cock down your throat?" she asked with an evil smile.
"You bet, my love," her mother agreed with a smoky glow in her eyes. "Oooh!" she gasped suddenly as Melissa shoved a third finger into her mother's anus. "That's plenty, love. Don't get me too loose; I'd like to feel you inside me, after all."
"Not to mention you need to make sure my dad gets a nice, tight fit in there tomorrow," Stephanie noded dryly.
"You know it, my love," Margaret responded without a trace of embarrassment. "I'm glad you understand. Okay, everyone, I'm ready if you are!" she announced loudly.
Everyone scrambled into position. Melissa lay down on her back, cradling her mother in her arms from behind as her parent lay atop her on her back. Stephanie reached in between Margaret's legs without any prompting and helped to guide Melissa's long dildo to Margaret's well-oiled anal sphincter. "Ready for the cock up your ass, lover?" Stephanie murmured.
"Way past ready," Margaret replied huskily, lowering her hips to receive the intrusion of the dildo into her rectum. "Ahhh!" she sighed with contentment once her daughter's long protrusion was fully buried up her ass. "I do love that feeling so much. Okay, sexy boy, time to fill my cunt!" she directed Stephanie with an eager nod. Her eyes were already glittering with heightened arousal.
Stephanie positioned her body between Margaret's widely splayed thighs, apologizing in advance for having to lie atop Melissa's legs in the process. "I never mind feeling your body touching mine," Melissa murmured softly from beneath her mother's full frame.
With a tender, acknowledging smile at Melissa, Stephanie guided the head of her attached dildo to the opening of Margaret's already oozing vagina and slid inside the older woman easily. "How's that feeling, love?" she inquired impishly.
"Like you were both made to fuck me!" Margaret chuckled throatily. "Okay, Kathy, think you can find a way to get your nice cock in my mouth and still leave room for Brad, uh, Brandy to fuck my tits?"
"Yeah, I think I can handle that," her son grinned before frowning, "But that last come really did take it out of me. I'm not sure how long it will be before I get hard again," Keith warned.
"You let me worry about that, sexy girl," his mother replied in a voice already thick with lust. She waited until Keith had straddled her face, facing forward and working his legs under her arms with his still flaccid prick resting on Margaret's chin before she instructed Brad, "Okay, Brandy, your turn. Get my tits nice and slippery and then climb on behind Kathy."
Brad quickly did as he was instructed, though he did ask Melissa as he spread his thighs over Margaret's abdomen whether his girlfriend could still breathe. "I'm doing fine, love, but thanks for asking," Melissa assured him. "I actually love the feeling of all of you being pressed into my body. I feel really close to all of you this way."
"I do understand that feeling really well," her mother commented with a smile. "Okay, now that everyone's where they should be, let's fuck!" she cried shamelessly before sucking her son's prick into her mouth and swirling her tongue teasingly around the sensitive head.
Melissa began to raise her hips up, forcing her ersatz cock more deeply into her mother's rectum and being rewarded with a muffled groan of pleasure from her mother's lips. At the same time, she could feel Stephanie's body began to regularly thrust in and out, and felt a little twinge of envy at the boys and the way their cocks would have actually been able to feel each other inside her mother's body in the same position. She began to match her motions with Stephanie's so their dildos were plunging into her mother's holes in the same rhythm, while at the same time reaching up to press the sides of her mother's large breasts inward, tightly enfolding Brad's cock between them. She couldn't tell if his prick was starting to rise again but could feel by his motions that he was busily sliding it back and forth between the older woman's breasts, so she guessed that he was getting some kind of pleasurable sensations.
As they all worked to simultaneously arouse her mother, Melissa also realized that the additional body weight pressing down on her was forcing the knob in her dildo harness in very firm contact with her clit and could already feel the premonitions of an impending climax start to tingle deep within her pussy. It occurred to her that she might be driven over the edge into unconsciousness way too soon, and would possibly miss most of the rest of her family's orgasms. She gritted her teeth and attempted to distract herself by listening to the ragged breathing, moans, and grunts of her partners and trying to guess how close they were to coming.
This seemed to help for a while, and Melissa was beginning to think she might be able to hold out until at least her mother came for the first time. But then Stephanie stepped up the pace of her thrusting into the older woman's cunt hole, which instantly translated into faster stimulation of Melissa's fully erect clitoris. With a groan of dismay, Melissa panted into her mother's ear, "Sorry, Mom! I- hoh! I'm gonna' start coming- hoooofff! Coming any second! I- hunnggghhh! I might black out!"
"I- ohhhh! I'm right there with you!" her mother gasped in response, interrupting her fellatio of Keith. "We'll pass out together! Ohhhh! Oh, God! Hunnngghhh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Fuck me, my boys! Fuck me hard! I'm- ohhhh! I'm coming! I'm coming hard!" she cried in warning before engulfing her son's cock in her mouth once more as her body began to shudder and jerk uncontrollably in the throes of a gut-wrenching orgasm. Melissa felt a flood of warm fluid drenching her crotch and realized her mother was pissing all over her cunt as she came. This was the final straw and Melissa, too, began to come, jolt after jolt of white-hot bliss shooting through her pubescent body, utterly helpless against the onslaught of ecstasy that swept over her. Stephanie continued to pound away at Margaret's cunt, and the ongoing, rhythmic pressure on Melissa's clit triggered climax after climax in the poor girl's pulsing cunt. As Melissa saw her vision narrowing and the usual roaring in her ears that presaged passing out, she felt her mother's body suddenly go completely limp and sag down on top of her. Knowing that her mother was joining her in temporary oblivion, Melissa surrendured to the inevitable and sank into unconsciousness as well.
Melissa struggled to open her eyes, trying to recall where she was and what had happened to her. As her fogged brain cleared, she realized that her head was nestled comfortably on Stephanie's small breast, her girlfriend's arm protectively around her head and shoulder. She blinked rapidly several times to clear her vision and finally managed to croak, "Uh, hi, my love. How long was I out this time?"
Stephanie bent her head down and tenderly kissed the top of Melissa's head before answering, "Quite a while, love. Mom is still out," she informed her redheaded girlfriend, gesturing with her chin to the other side of her body.
Melissa raised her head up enough to see that Stephanie had cradled her mother's head under her arm in similar fashion. "Wow, that was some session, wasn't it? You didn't black out?"
"No," Stephanie answered, "But it was a pretty near thing. I was already starting to come when you and Mom did," and Melissa smiled up at her lover in appreciation of Stephanie's increasing acceptance of the familial relationship, "But I was kind of saved by the bell when the two of you passed out first."
"Huh, sorry you didn't get to enjoy the full effect," Melissa giggled weakly.
"Oh, believe me, I actually don't mind if I don't completely lose consciousness every time I fuck," Stephanie answered with a droll expression. "Sometimes it's nice to stick around for everything."
"Yeah, I really wanted to," Melissa shook her head ruefully, "But with all of you pressing down right on that button on my clit, I was pretty much a goner." She paused and raised her head with a puzzled expression. "Where are the guys? Or should I say, the other girls?" she asked wryly.
"They took themselves off to Keith's room for a little private lovemaking," Stephanie explained with an odd look. "Since neither of them came when we did – they both had finally just managed to get hard again when we all lost it – they were horny as hell. Plus," she added with a meaningful look at Melissa, "I think they wanted a little more time to be girls together. They both really, really got into the idea, didn't they?"
"They sure did," Melissa chuckled. "And I still can't get over how pretty they both are as girls! I don't know whether I should be jealous or incredibly turned on knowing that we have two more sexy girlfriends when we want them."
"I vote for turned on," Stephanie laughed.
Melissa suddenly realized that her crotch was completely unencumbered. "Huh! So you guys got my dildo unbuckled before the boys left?"
"Yep," Stephanie confirmed with a nod and a grin. "I don't know about you, but mine was really starting to chafe by the end, there."
Melissa grimaced and nodded, "Yeah, that was really interesting and really fun, but I have to say I like the way my cunt feels just being a girl better. God! I hope mine's still usable, though. Mom and I totally pissed all over it."
"Brad promised to wash both of ours in the bathroom sink with soap and water and leave them there to dry before they went off for their, you know..." Stephanie trailed off with a smirk.
"Private fuck," Melissa supplied. "That was really nice of Brad. He really is a good brother, isn't he?"
"He really is," Stephanie nodded before adding with a wicked smile, "And a very nice sister, too."
"For sure!" Melissa agreed. "And I can't feel bad at all about the two of them wanting some time for each other. I sure love the times I get you all to myself," she added with a smoldering look up at Stephanie.
"So do I, my love, so do I," Stephanie replied, stroking the side of Melissa's face tenderly before wandering down to tease her nipple, making her redheaded girlfriend gasp with pleased surprise.
"Ohhh, baby, if you keep that up, I'm going to want to start in on you right now," Melissa groaned.
"I'm not stopping you," Stephanie replied, batting her eyes in exaggerated innocence.
With that encouragement, Melissa heaved her full body down the bed and planted her face shamelessly between Stephanie's legs. As her tongue began a series of long, languid licks up and down the entire length of the dark-haired seventh-grader's cunt slit, Stephanie moaned with pleasure. "Ohhh, yes, my love, that's perfect! Being a boy was interesting, but being a girl is really so much better!"
"I think so, too," Melissa's mother agreed, startling both girls by unexpectedly entering the conversation.
"Well, hello, Mom!" Stephanie exclaimed. "How long were you awake and listening to us?"
"Long enough to know I want some of what you're getting, sexy lover," Margaret laughed throatily. "You suppose we can all lie on our sides and lick each other? I could really use one or two good comes before we have to turn out the light."
"Sounds good to me," Stephanie nodded with gleaming eyes. "Hey, Mel, we're turning on our sides so Mom can get in on this, too," she warned.
Melissa pulled her head back and grinned knowingly at her mother. "Sounds good to me. You want to take over here?" she generously offered.
"Oh, no, sweetheart," her mother demurred with a smile. "You should definitely eat what's put in front of you," she added with a giggle, "And I would love to lick you while Stephanie licks me."
Once Melissa had turned on her side and scooted her hips up the bed to make her pussy available to her mother's incestuous tongue, she busied herself exploring every inch of Stephanie's crotch, mischievously pushing her tongue as far as she could up the slim girl's asshole. Stephanie moaned with pleasure and deliberately relaxed her anus to allow Melissa even deeper access to her musty orifice so for several minutes, the redhead focused on tongue-fucking her lover's bunghole before resuming her slow, sensuous licks up and down Stephanie's entire crotch.
Then it was Melissa's turn to moan with erotic bliss as she felt her mother's tongue penetrate her asshole. She pulled her fleshy thigh upwards to let her parent completely bury her face in Melissa's butt crevice and relaxed her anal sphincter to encourage her mother to completely push her tongue into her nether orifice. By the muffled groans and rapid breathing her mother was emitting, Melissa guessed that Stephanie was performing a similar service on her mother's asshole.
For several long minutes, the three females diligently licked and suckled each other's cunts, their breathing and passionate moans increasing all the while. Melissa noticed that her mother had shifted most of her oral attention to her clit, which was already starting to throb in response, so Melissa began to suck greedily on Stephanie's hard clit while sliding a pair of quim-lubricated fingers up her lover's vagina and wriggling them together in the way they'd discovered drove Stephanie wild with desire.
The effect on Stephanie was electric and immediate. Her slim body stiffened instantly and she reached down with one hand to pull Melissa's head roughly into her crotch, worldlessly urging her to continue that motion. Melissa readily complied and began to buzz Stephanie's fully-erect clit back and forth with her tongue as fast as she could, all the while finger-fucking her dark-haired lover's cunt with ferocious intensity.
Suddenly Melissa felt her mouth fill with warm, salty liquid and knew that Stephanie was pissing freely. The plump redhead swallowed greedily, lapping up the pungent fluid as fast as she could, reveling in the flavor and the utter intimacy of her lover sharing her piss with her. She could feel a climax building rapidly and resolved to let her own bladder empty into her mother's mouth as she came. Still swallowing as much of Stephanie's urine as possible, Melissa redoubled her efforts on lashing her girlfriend's hard clit with her tongue and was rewarded a few seconds later with hearing Stephanie utter a muffled groan and then her clit began to pulse steadily as she climaxed.
This was enough to tip Melissa over the edge as well and the orgasm that had been building for several minutes erupted inside her twelve-year-old cunt, shooting hot sparks up and down her body and making her torso writhe and jerk uncontrollably with each new wave. She deliberately let her bladder release and pissed directly into her mother's mouth, who groaned with arousal and sucked the acrid offering up for all she was worth before her own climax slammed into her voluptuous body and made it impossible for her to fully concentrate on Melissa's cunt.
For several moments, all three trembled and shuddered in the throes of their orgasms before their simultaneous climaxes finally receded, leaving them all laughing weakly with joy and relief. "Ohhhh!" Margaret sighed at last, affectionately reaching out to caress both girls, "Thank you, my loves! That was exactly what I needed to help me get a good night's sleep. Would you both like to stay here tonight?" she asked shyly.
Before Melissa could even get her head raised up from Stephanie's cunt, her black-haired girlfriend quickly replied, "We'd love to, Mom. We know you've got a big day tomorrow."
"Yes, yes I do," Margaret nodded appreciatively. "And with any luck, we all do."
"You'll be fine, Mom," Melissa answered firmly. "I know you will. This is all meant to happen."
"So you keep saying," her mother fretted before smiling, "But I do appreciate your confidence. Anyone need anything before I turn out the light?" she asked.
"Just one of those luscious tits for my pillow," Stephanie grinned saucily.
"That I can do," Margaret grinned, shooting the black-haired girl a smoldering look. She reached over to the nightstand, carefully ensured she had set the alarm, and turned off the light. As soon as she had settled back into the bed with her head on the pillow, both girls scooted up on either side of the full-figured woman and lay their heads down onto her ample bosom. "Thank you both, by the way," Margaret whispered in the dark, "For being willing to try my idea for our Halloween party."
"It was really fun and really interesting," Stephanie murmured. "It was cool being able to experience – even a little – what it's like for a guy when he fucks. I do wish I could get to feel what it's like to squirt come, though."
"Yes, well, perhaps some things are best left as a bit of a mystery," Margaret advised with a happy sigh of contentment. "I love you both so much. And remember, if you have to pee in the night, I'm right here for you."
"We remember, Mom!" Melissa laughed. "And thank you for thinking of something new and sexy for all of us, though I do think the boys enjoyed being girls even more than we liked being boys," she observed with a knowing chuckle.
"Well of course," her mother replied, "Since being a girl is so much better," she declared firmly. "But I'm looking forward to having them back to being boys tomorrow. I did kind of miss their sweet cocks this evening."
"Well, now there's only one sweet cock you should be focusing on," Melissa advised, "And it's a big one!"
"Yes, it sure is, isn't it?" her mother replied with a soft, wistful tone. "No offense, Stephanie," she added quickly.
"Hey, no worries on my part," Stephanie murmured. "The sooner you can get him across the finish line, the sooner we can all start sharing him."
"Hmm, yes, I can see how that might be appealing," Margaret responded in a tone that gave nothing away. "Good night, my loves," she added firmly, forestalling any further conversation.
Melissa just gave her mother's large breast a tender kiss on the nipple by way of response before settling into her parent's embrace and allowing herself to drift off to sleep.