Family First Ch. 05

"See you later, Christina."

What's so funny? Mary asked herself before shrugging it off and getting back to work.

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Christina did her best to stifle her giggling until she was safely inside and out of Mary's sight. Once the door was shut safely behind her, she practically burst with laughter. She knew it was immature, but she couldn't help but laugh at the way Mary's invitation took on a whole new meaning after having her first experience with anal sex.

"Is everything alright?" Diane asked as she came around the corner.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just... Well, nothing really. Just something Aunt Mary said."

"You talked to Mary?" Diane asked, a mixture of curiosity and concern evident in her voice.

"She was out back working in the garden and saw me crawling out of Danny's window." Seeing the frown on her mom's face, she said, "Don't worry, she wasn't upset. I think she was mostly mad about us sneaking around behind her back. In not sure what you said to her last night, but I guess it worked."

Diane breathed an audible sigh of relief. "So I take it you had a good night, then?" she asked.

"We had fun..." With a sly smile, she looked up at Diane and said, "From what I could hear, it sounded like you were having some fun last night too."

Diane blushed, but didn't shy away from the question. "You heard that, huh?"

"Mmm hmm"

"Which parts?"

"I didn't hear everything, but I heard the part where you were calling him 'Daddy' and he called you 'pun'kin'."

Diane wasn't exactly embarrassed, but she was still taken aback by her daughter's blunt response.

"It sounds like we should have another talk."

"Sounds like it," Christina replied with a knowing smirk. "Right now, though, I need to take a shower. Meet me in my room after?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Christina couldn't wait to get cleaned off. She felt like her whole body was covered in a thick sheen of sweat, and she was sure she reeked of sex. She took her time soaping herself off, enjoying the warm water flowing over her skin. By the time she was finished, she felt like a new person.

After wrapping a towel around herself, she grabbed her dirty clothes in a bundle and made her way back to her room. She was surprised to turn the corner and see that Diane was already there, sitting on her bed and idly flipping through one of her school books.

"I remember reading this when I was your age," she said, sitting the book aside. "Are you enjoying it?"

"It's not bad," Christina replied. She was suddenly reminded of Olivia Foster and the project they'd have to do together. Stepping into the room, she tossed her dirty clothes into the small pile already forming at the foot of her bed.

Diane shook her head and gave a rueful smile. "One of these days, you're going to have to learn to clean up after yourself, you know."

Christina flashed her a shit-eating grin. "But you're just so good at cleaning up after me," she said. "Besides, if you didn't do my laundry, you probably wouldn't have read my diary, and then who knows where we'd be."

"Hard to argue with that logic," Diane replied.

Christina was again surprised by how much she enjoyed her newfound closeness with her mom. As strange as it was, their shared interest in incest gave them something to bond over. Now, rather than being perpetually annoyed by her mom's intense interest in her personal life, she felt thankful that she had someone she could talk to.

Christina assumed she'd have a chance to change into some clean clothes before they talked, but Diane showed no signs of leaving. Despite everything they'd shared, the idea of dropping her towel and exposing her naked body to her mother's expectant gaze felt odd.

"Would you like me to leave while you change?" Diane asked.

Christina sensed an unmistakable note of disappointment in her mom's voice. Does she actually want to see me naked? she asked herself. Her mind flashed back to their conversation the night before. She knew that if Diane was really going to join her and Danny in a threesome one day, this was something she'd have to get used to. As weird as it was, she also felt a twinge of excitement at the thought that her mom might desire her sexually.

"No-you don't have to. I don't mind," she replied.

Christina's skin, already pink from the heat of her shower, flushed a darker shade of red as she unwrapped the wet towel and let it fall to the floor. She tried her best to act like it was no big deal, but she couldn't stop herself from glancing up at her mom's face and trying to read her expression.

Diane blushed as well, but for a different reason. The sight of her daughter's naked body was turning her on.

There was no doubt that Christina was her mother's daughter. They shared the same pale, pink skin and slender, athletic features. Diane took in her daughter's long, slender legs, which seemed to draw her eyes upward to the orange patch of fur at the junction of her thighs. Her gaze lingered there for a moment before continuing their journey upward, past the taut skin of her stomach, stopping again on the small teardrops of her freckled breasts, each of them capped off with bright pink nipples that seemed to stay in a permanent state of arousal.

Diane wished her own breasts were still so perky and delectable. They'd grown considerably during her pregnancy and never reverted back to their original size. She liked her larger breasts and knew her husband appreciated them as well, but there was something undeniably sexy about Christina's perky mounds.

The main difference between the two of them was the profusion of freckles that dotted Christina's face and shoulders, thinning out as they traveled down her arms and her upper chest. They lent an air of natural innocence to her beauty that Diane found strangely enticing.

Christina felt butterflies in her stomach as she saw the way her mother was checking her out. There was no longer had any doubt that her mom found her attractive. Deciding to enjoy the moment, Christina sauntered slowly over to her dresser, wanting to give Diane as much time as she needed to ogle her naked body.

When she reached the dresser, she took great care to make sure her mom got a good view of her firm butt as she bent down to open her underwear drawer. After pulling out a pair of small, white panties, she lifted her leg seductively, momentarily exposing her slit as she slid them snugly over her bottom.

Turning back around, she smiled at her mom before pulling a loose-fitting t-shirt over her torso, which only further emphasized her erect nipples. She didn't bother putting on pants before joining her mom on the bed.

"So... who first?" Christina asked, with a hesitant smile. She was eager to get some more background on what she'd overheard the night before, but she could tell Diane wanted to hear about her night as well.

"I'll start," Diane replied. "As you've no doubt figured out already, I told your father about what's been going on between you and Danny."

Christina was filled with nervous energy. Despite overhearing her parents' naughty role-playing session, she hadn't actually overheard that part of the conversation. "Is he angry?" she asked.

"He was definitely surprised, but no... he's not angry. I think it will take some getting used to, but he understands. Once he thought it all through, I think he was surprised the two of you hadn't gotten together sooner."

Christina was relieved, but it wasn't the only issue weighing on her mind. "So, what about the other part? ...the part I overheard." she asked with a sheepish smile. "Were you two just fooling around... or...?"

"Oh, we were definitely enjoying ourselves," Diane said, her voice dripping with innuendo. "But if what you're really asking is whether or not your dad wants to fuck his little girl... I'd say the answer to that is a definitive yes."

Christina heart thudded rapidly in her chest, and she started to feel lightheaded as the full weight of her mother's words hit her like a sledge hammer. "I-I can't... are you serious?" she asked.

"Why wouldn't he? You're a beautiful young woman. Any man would kill to take you to bed... your father included."

"And you're okay with that?"

"I'm more than okay with it. Maybe this makes me a terrible mother, but thinking about you and your father having sex is really hot. The real question is whether you are okay with it."

Christina had a feeling that this would be her mother's response, but actually hearing her say the words was still a huge shock to her system. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was living through some insane dream from which she'd wake up, disoriented and confused, at any moment.

It wasn't a dream though, and she didn't want to wake up. Next to Danny, her dad was the most attractive man Christina knew. Knowing that he thought she was sexy made her heart flutter and her pussy throb. She knew that if they kept up this line of conversation, she'd end up with another soaked pair of panties.

"So... are you...?" Diane asked, unable to hide her impatience.

"I can't believe I'm saying this... but, yes, I would be very interested." She blushed a deep shade of crimson, still not quite able to believe that her mom was not only giving her permission to have sex with her father, but actually encouraging it.

"So... what happens next?" Christina asked. "Do I just wait until he gets home from work and jump his bones?"

Diane couldn't help but grin. "I'd love to see his reaction to that, but why don't you let me handle the specifics. I have a plan that, if all goes well, should lead to a lot of fun for the whole family."

"Even Aunt Mary?" Christina asked, sensing an opportunity to find out what the two of them had talked about the night before.

"Nice try, Christina. What Mary and I talked about doesn't involve you," Diane replied. "If my plan works out, though, your curiosity might be rewarded sooner than you think."

Christina had no idea what her mom was planning, but from the sly smirk on her face, she guessed it was something sexual.

"Let's change the subject," Diane said, sensing another question coming her way. "I've been dying to hear about what you and Danny did last night."

Christina gave a frustrated sigh. "Okay, fine. What do you want to hear?" She wanted to know more about her mom's plan, but she could tell that she'd gotten all that she was going to get on that subject.

"All of it. Start at the beginning."

She began by telling her mom about her first sixty-nine, taking note of the way Diane shifted when she talked about deepthroating Danny's cock for the first time. It didn't take a genius to see that she was turned on.

"Did you tell him what we discussed last night?" Diane asked, interrupting her daughter's narrative.

"I did," Christina replied with a sly smile, relishing the fact that, for once, her mom wasn't two steps ahead of her. "I also told him about overhearing you and Dad."

"And...?"

"Well... he wasn't too keen on the idea of me fooling around with Dad. His mind changed pretty quickly, though, when I told him that you wanted to be involved. Not that that's any big surprise, I guess. He'd do just about anything for a chance with you."

"What about you?" She asked. There was an unmistakable note of hesitancy in her voice. "How do you feel about-"

"-You fucking Danny?" Christina asked, interrupting her question. "Like I said last night-I'm fine with it. I just want to be there to see it happen."

"I wasn't going to ask if you were okay with me fooling around with your cousin..." Diane replied, taking a few deep breaths to marshall her courage. "What I'm asking... is if you'd be interested in doing things... with me."

At first, Christina thought she'd misheard, but once the words registered in her mind, she knew that there was only one thing she could do. Her arousal had been building steadily from the moment she exposed her naked body to her mom's hungry gaze. Getting direct confirmation that she was interested in her sexually was all the motivation she needed to spring into action.

Rather than respond in words, Christina leaned aggressively forward and met her mother in a passionate kiss. A surprised squeak escaped Diane's lips, but she didn't pull away.

"Does that answer your question?" Christina asked, pulling back and smiling at the dazed expression on her mother's face. Diane merely nodded before closing her eyes and going in for more.

Their kisses were awkward at first, but it didn't take long before they were in each other's arms, mashing their lips together with fervent excitement. The fact that the eager recipient of her kisses was her own mother was both incredibly strange, and erotic beyond belief.

Christina let out a surprised moan when Diane gripped the back of her head, holding her close as she pushed her tongue between her daughter's lips. Soon, their tongues were pressed together, wrestling for dominance in each other's mouths.

She marveled at all the small ways in which kissing her mom was different from making out with Danny. Her mom's lips were soft and warm and mercifully free of the scratchy stubble she was used to. She'd always thought that kissing a woman would be languid and gentle, but that certainly wasn't the case with Diane. Her mom was surprisingly aggressive, mashing her lips forcefully against her own. A passionate spark started building between them, getting more and more intense with each passing moment.

Christina let out a surprised gasp as Diane gripped her shoulders and pushed her down on the bed. "Let's get out of these clothes," she said with a lusty smirk as she pulled her top over her head, exposing her naked breasts to her daughter. "You like them?" she asked as she hefted a large breast in each hand, caressing and squeezing them for her daughter's benefit.

Christine was enraptured by her mom's lewd display. "God, I wish I had tits like that," she said, her eyes plastered to Diane's jiggling mammaries.

"Who knows, maybe one day you will," Diane replied. "Mine were about the same size as yours until I got pregnant with your brother. You might be the same way. In the meantime, you can play with mine whenever you like."

As she spoke, Diane scooted forward until she was straddling her daughter's hips. She was still wearing a pair of shorts, but that didn't stop her from grinding her pussy against Christina's panty-covered mound. Christina felt a sense of childlike glee as she reached forward and ran her palms over Diane's sensitive, pink nipples, enjoying the way her mom shuddered and groaned at the intimate contact.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she said as she toyed with Diane's hanging breasts.

"Me either, but your hands feel so nice..." Diane moaned as Christina took a puffy nipple between her thumb and forefinger and give it a firm pinch. "Mmm... just like that..."

As much as Christina was enjoying what they were doing, she was in desperate need for some attention of her own. Without getting up, she wiggled out of her t-shirt and tossed it aside, leaving her in nothing but her soaked panties. She wished she could get rid of them as well, but it wasn't possible-not while she was trapped between her mom's spread thighs, at least.

Diane's eyes went wide as she stared down at her daughter's naked torso. Her small breasts were practically invisible, little more than small mounds on her chest, capped with her small, pointy nipples. Seeming to sense her daughter's need as if by some motherly instinct, Diane leaned down and took one of Christina's sensitive, pink buds into her mouth.

"Ohhh... Mom..." Christina moaned as Diane's lips formed a tight seal around her small nubbin, sucking gently on her sensitive flesh. Another fresh wave of moisture flooded Christina's already overheated pussy as her mom's tongue flicked gently against her engorged, pink flesh. Before she had a chance to get used to the new sensations, Diane switched to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.

Christina held her mom's head right to her bosom, running her hands through Diane's auburn locks as she stared up at the ceiling with a dreamy smile on her face. She suddenly realized that despite all they'd already done together, Danny had never suckled her tits. She made a mental note to correct that deficiency at the earliest opportunity.

Before she had a chance to give it much more thought, she felt her mom's lips move higher, planting light kisses on the freckled expanse of pale skin above her breasts. Diane's mouth continued traveling northward. She took her time using her tongue and mouth to explore her daughter's neck, leaving light trails of saliva as she went. The feeling of her mom's wet saliva cooling on her overheated flesh was strangely exciting.

As Diane got closer and closer to her daughter's face, Christina's arousal was becoming unbearable. It wasn't just that she was experiencing her first lesbian experience. The fact that it was her own mother licking and kissing her exposed skin seemed to heighten every aspect of what they were doing. Soon, Christina found herself fully covered by her mom's warm body as she planted soft kisses all over her face.

An electric jolt of pleasure shot through Christina's body when Diane sucked one of her earlobes into her mouth, before returning her attention back to her flushed lips. Any lingering awkwardness was long gone by the time Diane slid her tongue back into her daughter's willing mouth. Where their early kiss had been passionate and aggressive, this one was slow and seductive. Neither of them wanted the moment to end.

As they kissed, Diane rutted against her daughter's body. Christina was just as eager to put some much needed pressure on her excited pussy, and soon the two of them found a nice rhythm as they ground their covered mounds against each other.

A thin string of saliva hung between their lips as Diane pulled away. "Take off your panties," she said. "I need to feel you..."

Christina merely nodded as Diane rolled off to her side. Once she was out from under her mom's embrace, Christina pushed her panties down around her ankles before kicking them aside. Her arousal was plainly evident as the sweet aroma of her excited pussy filled the room and a slick sheen of lubrication coated her thighs.

For several long moments, Diane just stared at her daughter's naked body. Christina enjoyed being the object of her mom's desires desires, but she was sick of waiting to see what was hiding underneath Diane's shorts. With an expectant cough, Christina stared pointedly between Diane's legs until she finally got the message. Christina couldn't help but smile at the way her mom blushed as she pushed her shorts and panties down in one motion.

Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of her naked, aroused mother. Diane lay on her side, propping her head up with an elbow and blushing as her daughter devoured her with her eyes. Christina's gaze lingered first on her mom's pretty face, noting all of the similarities between the two of them and hoping she looked half as good when she was that age.

From that position, Diane's breasts drooped downward, pressing against each other and giving Christina a delicious view of her cleavage. Her eyes continued to scan down to her mom's slightly rounded tummy to the dark red thatch of pubic hair between her legs. She couldn't wait for the opportunity to get a good look, and perhaps a taste, of the treasure hidden behind those thick curls.

"You're so fucking hot, Mom," Christina purred.

Diane's blush deepened, and for once in her life, she wasn't sure how to respond. Ray had always worshiped her like a goddess, but she hadn't realized how routine their sex life had become until she suddenly found herself as an object of sexual desire for their own daughter. It made her feel like she was a teenager again, experimenting with her sexuality for the first time and feeling overwhelmed by all of the forbidden, but oh so sexy thoughts flowing through her brain.