Discoveries Ch. 10

This story contains incest and lesbian sex and lesbian incest.

Let's hear Arlene tell Justine her story of how her family got closer together. This story stands alone, no other reading is required.

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I was sitting in a padded redwood lounge on the concrete deck around my in ground pool on a hot summer afternoon. My husband Earl was still at work but I had the day off. The twins were off at college, not due home till tomorrow. I was thinking of calling Betty to see if she wanted to walk over here and share a few orgasms with me when I heard the gate.

Our pool has a very nice tall wooden privacy fence around it and the gate is a bit squeaky. Betty walked through, fulfilling my wish for the afternoon. Those hopes vanished when Justine, her daughter, followed her in. The two are like clones; both around five foot nine, tall, and lean, blue eyes and blonde hair. Mother and daughter had nice Asian themed cover ups on. Betty kept her hair shorter now but her daughter's was nice and long, streaked from the sun. I've always lusted after the girl and I was delighted to have second prize, her mother.

Me, I'm short five three or so and while certainly not fat, I'm a nice handful, I work out and keep myself in shape. I do, however have a big fucking set of tits. A 'D' at least. On little old me they look huge but I like em. Betty is a C, you know how I know that, and looking at Justine she looks about the same, oh how I'd love to find out. Betty waves and heads into the house. I smile and go back to tanning. Ten minutes later they arrive with a frosted pitcher of margaritas and glasses. They pull up two lounges, one on each side of me and we sit and pour.

"So, Betty, what brings you two over here today?"

I watched as they shared a knowing look across me which was lost on me. Betty spoke.

"We were hot and bored and I knew where we could go to solve both problems. We're not crashing a party, are we?"

She had such a look of mischief on her.

"Well, the pool will cool you two off and a pitcher of these sure will kill the boredom and if there's any party, you're bringing it."

I laughed as we toasted. I watched as both of them looked at each other, smiled and downed the whole glass in one shot. She'd never done that before. I was sipping mine when they both stood.

"Well, mom, let's get cooled off."

They both stood and, almost in unison, slipped the sash of their robe and just let it fall off their shoulders. I almost spit my drink. Betty and I have been in this pool many times naked and the lounges have some tales to tell, but I didn't know Justine so what I saw was a shock.

They dropped the robes and seemed to pause, as if they were showing off. They had matching bikinis, if you wanna call em that. They were beyond tiny. The tops barely covered Betty's nipples which were pointing nicely. Down below it was cute. The tiny triangle plunged between their strong thighs but got kind of lost. I know Betty doesn't shave her pussy, now I knew Justine didn't either. The fabric was framed by strands of sandy pubic hair. I looked because it sure seemed like they wanted me to. I had to close my legs because I knew my light blue thong-kini was going to get darker over my pussy any second. They casually turned and took two skips and dove in, showing me the firm round flanks of their asses, bisected by a very lucky strip of fabric. As my guests swam and played in the water I tried to think of an excuse so I could go inside and rub my fucking pussy which was running wild. They kept asking me things so I was stuck. At one point they were talking to me while standing in the pool. Justine looked at me.

"Hey, Arlene, you mind if I drop this top? I'm going to get lines."

I think I didn't drool, not sure. For an answer I reached back and pulled my tie, letting the twins free. I flipped the top off my head and dropped it next to my drink.

"Does that answer your question?"

Justine then proceeded to fulfill one of my dreams. She slowly reached back but her mom beat her to it. She casually reached over and untied Justine's top helping her take it over her head. That seemed unusual but I didn't care. Finally I got to see them. Justine's breasts were about the same size as Betty's but Justine's nipples were much darker and longer, the areola's larger. I guess it was the water but the girl's nips seemed very hard. My best friend's daughter gave me a very interesting look as she straightened herself out. Betty had lost her top too, I must have missed it in my joy of seeing her 22 year old daughter's tits for the first time.

We chatted for a few and then they waded over to the steps and got out. They walked over and grabbed their towels. Then each one bent over facing away from me and very slowly dried their hair. Okay, now I was drooling. I've seen Betty's pussy a lot so I was zoomed in on the girl. I was captivated as I watched her bend over, slightly spreading her legs. As she bent over I went from looking at her hard round ass to looking at that lucky string as it went right through the center of a pair of dark pouty pussy lips and over a tight round rosebud. I'm pretty sure I was panting. I looked at Betty and blushed. She had caught me scoping her daughter's pussy. She just smiled, as if to say, 'it's okay'. As they prepared to sit Justine paused. She fiddled with the tiny string that held up what was left.

"Hey, Arlene, it's just us girls, right? I'm gonna go full European."

With that she just whipped off the bottom of her suit. She reached down and fluffed her pubic hair and I was an instant from cumming. She gave me a casual look and just lay back on the lounge. Betty shrugged.

"Why not, right? Arlene, you've seen me naked plenty of times."

I cringed, hoping her daughter would not want an explanation. Betty tossed her bottom to the side showing me the nest of my favorite dental floss between her long legs. I was going to have to find some way to go inside, I was dying.

"Join us Arlene, I know you're not shy."

Betty knew that very well indeed. I got up and quickly slipped my bottoms down. My pussy is shaved smooth so all I was showing was skin and vaginal lips. I noticed that both of them watched me unveil my slit. Something was up. But nothing happened.

We poured another round and talked for a few minutes. I saw Betty give Justine a look. The girl reached behind her and flipped the wooden prop, lowering the back of the lounge until she was flat. Then Justine spread her legs just enough so I could see her lower lips. She looked very excited, I tried not to stare. She put her arms up over her head and just lay there, as stretched out as she could be. Oh fuck I was horny. My head moved away from her sexy daughter as Betty spoke.

"Arlene, do you know what I found out yesterday?"

"No, Betty what?"

I was hopelessly confused, but not for long.

I watched as my best friend walked in front of me and straddled the lounge her daughter was lying on. Justine didn't move, she just smiled. Betty then slowly sat on her daughter's upper thighs, at almost the direct center of her body. I watched in stunned disbelief as my best friend began to lay her naked body full length over the succulent naked body of her daughter. At their nexus I saw my friend's pubic hair begin to merge with her daughter's. Betty's face was now inches from Justine's and their lovely tits were mashed together. I was panting and I didn't care anymore, I moved my hand between my legs and slid two fingers in my gaping and soaked pussy. Betty moved her lips till they almost touched her daughters.

"I found out my daughter likes to fuck other women."

Betty stayed right there, her lips brushing her daughter's. Then Justine shifted her leg and Betty's dropped between them. They each shifted until it was obvious that there was a knee pressed into the other's crotch. Betty was panting now.

"And Arlene, do you know who she likes to fuck the most?"

"No."

I answered in a weak and desperate voice.

Betty's reply was in a deep voice, filled with heat.

"Her fucking mother."

With that they began a torrid bout of kissing. It was like I wasn't there. Justine pushed her knee up into Betty's pussy as she ground herself into her daughter. I've done a lot of sex with a lot of people, but I've never seen this. I pinched my nipple hard as I drove three fingers in my soaked hole. If that wasn't enough Justine broke the kiss, only to talk.

"Come on mom, fuck your daughter's pussy, OH FUCK! Yes, push harder! OHHHHHH you're so fucking wet mom, my leg is soaked!"

Betty was just gasping, trying to push harder and get more of Justine's knee against her pussy. In could clearly hear the liquid slurp emanating from their pussies. I was fighting to hold my orgasm back, to cum with them. Betty gasped.

"OH BABY! Momma's gonna fucking cum! OHHHHHH don't stopdont'stop don'tstop... AHHHHH!"

I felt the electric charge from deep inside me race through my clit as I groaned.

Justine was yelling too.

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK... YEEESSSSSSSSS... ARRRGGGHHHHH!

SOFUCKING GOOOOODDDDDD!"

Everybody froze for a second and bathed in the waves of pleasure cascading over us. Betty was sweating profusely, the drops rolled off her trim body and mixed with the liquid sheen her girl had going. Maybe ten seconds later Betty slowly got up off of her daughter, Justine helping push her up. Her knee was red and her whole leg was covered in Justine's spend. Justine just lay there, her legs wide open, trying to catch her breath. I was simply blown away. My fondest fantasy has been granted. Justine, is Bi.

We all got up and jumped in the pool. I dove in and swam a lap or two to rinse the sweat and cool off. I came up next to Betty and Justine standing neck deep in the cool water they each had an arm around the other's waist. I threw my head back, flinging the loose water from my hair. Then I just stared at them. They both had this smug smile on.

"You two are something else. I about had a fucking heart attack watching you."

They laughed. Betty took my hand.

"I'm sorry baby, it was Justine's idea. I had to go along, it was so delightfully wicked."

I looked at Justine. I wasn't going to be shy, besides I was pretty sure of the answer.

"So?"

Justine moved into me and we wrapped our arms around each other. Her hard young frame felt so good. I reached down and cupped her ass as she bent over and our lips met. Oh fuck can she kiss. Our tongues met and danced as we ground or bodies together. It's a wonder the pool water didn't boil. After a few seconds she broke away gently. With our faces nearly touching I whispered.

"Justine, why don't we all go up to my room?"

The nymph rubbed that lean frame against mine.

"Oh Arlene, we will. I will drink from your pussy and feed you mine. I want to watch you fuck my mother and see her lick you. But first I want to know something."

"Sure, my dear, anything."

"Tell me how you began fucking Jack and Lisa."

I smiled. If Betty had just told me she was playing with her daughter I would have told them. But now I felt I owed them. I hugged the 22 year old dream boat.

"I'd love to. But let's go inside, this takes a while and I think there might be some intruptions."

The three of us got out of the pool and, still naked, strolled into the house. They followed me as I walked upstairs to the master bedroom. The room is only about 13 feet square but it's big enough for us. The head of the King sized bed is up against the wall and looks out a window over the pool. As I began to pull down the bed they joined me and soon we were laying on the sheet, our heads on down pillows, and the ceiling fan giving us a gentle breeze. We were just lying there and it was nice. I was in between two tall lean blonde sex machines, I looked over at Justine and she raised her eyebrows. I got the signal. I sat up, leaning against the headboard.

Okay, here goes...

Arlene's story

Being twins, Jack and Lisa were always close. I bathed them at the same time until they were ten. I have no idea but that may have been one of the factors that got them together. I didn't think much of the fact they spent a lot of time in one or the other's room and wrestled a lot in the pool. The fact that they had 'sleepovers' in each other's room and that, as soon as I let her, Lisa starting wearing two piece swimsuits, which always seemed to get 'malfuntioned' by her brother in the pool wrestling also should have been a warning. I'd done research on twins and I thought it was just the closer bond.

Well, I do the laundry so I had noticed as soon as they reached puberty. Jack's sheets had cum stains and he had some stiff socks and stained briefs. No big deal, it was the same with Lisa. Her sheets would be wet some mornings when I made her bed and she had some panties with girl cum stains in the gusset. Well, one day I noticed, it had stopped. No panty stains, no hard socks. I couldn't figure it out. I didn't give it much thought. I had to admit I enjoyed handling their briefs and panties, knowing my two lovely children had been cumming in them. You see, I had a relationship with my brother as a teen.

I saw Justine's eye's go up at that. Shit, now I'll have to tell that story. Okay Justine, here's the short version. When I was in High School as a senior, by brother had just started college. You know how this goes, he wasn't supposed to be home and I was fingering my pussy naked on my bed yelling his name. I had a thing for him. He's watching from the door and as I'm cumming I see the door move open and there he is, pants and briefs at his ankles and hard as a rock. After that we'd fuck when he was home, in college we'd get it on when we could when we were home. I still see him once a year and yes, Earl knows. So there. Now, where was I?

Justine giggled.

"Arlene, that story lasted about as long as my first fuck."

We all laughed at our personal memory of a quick shooter. I resumed my tale.

I don't know why it never occurred to me that my kids might be just like their mother but I didn't. The first time I actually wondered was one night when we were watching a movie as a family. Jack and Lisa were under a fleece blanket, which they'd done since they were tiny kids. As usual they were wrestling around under there. I'd look over from time to time. At one point in the movie I noticed they got quiet. Their faces were glued to the screen but they didn't seem to be paying attention. I figured they'd drop off to sleep any second but, to my surprise, they got up, a bit strangely, and mumbled something about having to look something up on the computer. Well, they were back in, oh, I don't know, ten minutes. Well, I did notice the glow they had but, once again, figured maybe it was some inside joke.

The next morning I was doing laundry and Lisa's panties were still soaked, she'd stuffed them deep in the hamper, and it looked like there was cum on them. Jack's briefs had a lot of cum on them. Now, I was suspicious. I sniffed my son's briefs and then Lisa's panties. I've been with women so it's no big deal. My eyes went wide. That was when I knew they were having some kind of sex. I got a tall iced tea and went out by the pool. This could be bad. But as I thought I remembered they both were in a relationship, a very steady one. They don't seem to be any more hung up on each other than they ever were. Since it took me so long and an accident to even discover it I finally decided to just tell Earl and see what he said. Earl is a major perv. I told him, he got excited and while we were fucking he told me he wants to watch. I had to admit, so did I. I wanted to do more than watch.

Well. Now I had a co-conspirator on our quest to catch our kids having sex. We decided against flat out electronic surveillance. Of course it would work but it wasn't personal, I don't know, I can't seem to describe it. We thought that if they knew we found out that way it would fuck up our relationship, I guess. I was on laundry patrol and both of us started watching them carefully. Well, it didn't take long to find the pattern. As you know, all the bedrooms up here are right next to each other, so sneaking into the sibling's room during the night was not going to happen. They both had summer jobs so daytime was out. Evenings, we were all together. That left Saturday morning. Earl and I have a regular golf date. We play eighteen and have lunch; we're gone from seven thirty till one. The sheets, panties and briefs, told the tale. Sometimes they'd wash the stuff themselves. Not a bad idea but they never do laundry so I noticed that somebody had done wash on a Saturday. Well, Earl and I were fucking ourselves silly talking about it one night and we got a very, very wicked idea. Oh we could just come home early, but they didn't fuck every Saturday. We wanted to make sure. So we stopped playing golf.

Oh the looks on their faces that first morning. They'd been making eyes at each other the night before. When they got up and we were still there, we had been making lots of noise so they knew, what a face they had. Shock, disappointment, it was all there. We did that for three weeks. We made sure they had no time together, they tried doing errands and one of us decided to 'tag along'. Earl and I laughed our asses off. Oh fuck that was fun!

Well, after three weeks we knew it was time. They were so fucking horny for each other they would not be careful. We left at seven thirty on Saturday and had breakfast. We really weren't sure when they'd wake up and then it would take a while for them to realize they had the house. We'd left a note, of course. We assumed they'd be in one of their beds but we couldn't be sure. Oh how we were enjoying this!

Well, by nine we were tired of waiting. We parked the car down the street and walked up to the house. They weren't fucking in the front yard, so that was good. We walked around back and peeked through the gap in the pool gate, nothing. We slipped in the back and peeked in the slider, not in the family room. We stood and listened. Yup, we heard em, upstairs. We moved carefully, but with what we were hearing we could have driven the fucking car through the slider.

When we got to the second floor we stopped. We knew the door was open but what we heard dropped our jaw. Lisa was moaning hard and groaning something like,

"Come on dad, fuck your little girl, oh yeah, ram your kid's pussy!"

We looked at each other with our jaws open. Oh but they weren't done. Jack was in his role too. Of course, at this point he's Earl.

"Oh fuck I love fucking my slut daughter! Your pussy's so fuckin tight and you're so fuckin wet! Oh fuck I'm gonna cum up your slut cunt! Arrrggghghhhh!"

Or something like that, anyway, we were at the door by then and I peeked around. They were naked, of course and Jack was plowing his sister from behind. The room reeked of sex and the sheets were a sodden mess. Lisa looked used up. But she was still horny. Once Jack came he slid out and just lay on his sister's back, panting. She giggled.

"You cum best when you're dad, you know."

He laughed.

"Really? I figured I'd be better when you play mom."

"Let's let you recover, brother, and find out."

We didn't want to get caught because at this point we were seconds from walking in and joining them. We didn't know how that would be received so we snuck out and drove up to the vacant farm on county route nine. We fucked in that car for an hour. We were sore the next day but it was a hot time.

On the way home we made our plan. That night at dinner we were all sitting around just finishing desert. The conversation had been good, for some odd reason everybody was in a very good mood. There was a momentary pause and I looked at the twins, smiled and asked.

"So, how long have you two been fucking... "