Lust from Space!

"Would you believe," Sara asked, taking the hint, running her hand up her sister's back, "that Lucky Lucy always wanted me?"

"What?" Maggie was sure that couldn't be right. And Sara had used her pet name for her sister, the one she'd created when Lucy had been hit by a car as the girls were walking the short distance home from school one day when the younger girl was still in kindergarten. Lucy had flown through the air, landed on her feet, and walked away without a scratch. The only other time she'd heard the older girl use it was when the family had come together after Don's mother had died.

"It's ... mmm ..." Lucy started and was interrupted briefly when her sister's fingers reached her hair, massaging their way in. "It's true. I never wanted to get close ... mmm ... because I was afraid of what would happen." Sara slid her other hand up her sister's side, cupping her small breast. Lucy closed her eyes for a second, savoring the sensation.

"Boys at school look at me," Sara said, resting her chin on her Lucy's shoulder. "But they're just boys. I guess I'm attractive, but you get the feeling like guys our age will fuck anything, you know?"

Maggie found herself chuckling lightly at that. "Yes, I do," she admitted, almost forgetting that she was bound roughly. "Don't worry. It's like that pretty much all the time, though. Your father is still insatiable."

"So I heard," Sara said, grinning. Maggie blushed. Lucy gave her sister a sly look.

"But Sara is so sexy," Lucy said, running her hand over her sister's thigh. "Don't you think?"

Maggie had to admit that her older daughter was really something to behold. At first, Sara kept her chin rested on her sister's shoulder, grinning sweetly. Her smile was angelic, tiny dimples and a few freckles accenting her cheeks. Sara's green eyes shone brightly, their greenness amplified by the glowing green tendrils that wound around her mother's body, increasing her lust with every tease and tickle. Lucy moved out from in front of her sister, allowing Maggie to take in Sara's body. The girl was fit and tanned from spending so much time running around outside and climbing trees, but her curves were still soft, drawing her mother's eyes up to her round, pert breasts, and then down to the girl's legs, which spread open as she knelt. Between Sara's open legs, her shaved pussy still glistened ever so slightly from her sister's tongue bath. "Uh," Maggie said, unsure how to answer.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Sara said. "It must be a little weird."

"It's sick," Maggie managed, trying vainly to push through the lust with words. "Wrong."

From the tree, two more vines dropped down behind the girls. Soon, Maggie could see glowing green tendrils curling their way across her daughters' bodies. She noticed that on Lucy, they went for her hair, and on Sara, they went behind her ears. "Mmmm," Lucy sighed as the teasing vines massaged her young flesh. As Sara's curled around her breasts, she leaned forward, onto her hands and knees. Maggie, filling more and more with a lust she was less and less willing to fight, watched her older daughter's breasts bounce playfully as the girl's hands hit the ground. Maggie felt the inside of her shorts becoming unbearably hot and confining. She looked at her younger daughter, but Lucy was already watching her.

"So," Lucy said breathily. "Is she sexy or what?"

Maggie looked again at Sara, who, on her hands and knees just inches in front of her, was breathing heavily in pleasure. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung slightly open. "Yes," Maggie said.

The roots that bound Maggie's knees to the ground loosened and slid down to her ankles. Before she could process why, the vines around her wrists yanked her up to her feet. She yelped and Sara pushed herself back to kneeling. "Mom?" her oldest asked.

"Yes?"

Lucy stood and approached her mother. "Have you figured out what we found down here?"

"I think so," Maggie said. Lucy reached forward and undid the front of her mother's shorts. With the tendrils spread though her hair and curling exotically over her body like glowing tattoos, her youngest daughter looked alien. Maggie pulled her hips away as best she could. "Sweetie, please. No."

"It's OK," Lucy reassured her, reaching forward and looping her fingers into the waist above one hip. Sara leaned forward and grabbed the shorts on the other hip, and together the girls slid down their mother's shorts and panties in one motion. The roots moved, allowing them to drop to the ground, and then re-bound the woman's legs.

"Mom!" Lucy exclaimed, noticing her mother's smooth snatch.

Maggie saw the girls staring between her legs. "I like being smooth during sex," she offered, her mind too off balance to offer excuses.

Sara stood then, and Maggie looked into her eyes. The girl's smile was infectious. "I guess we have something in common," she said, her green eyes sparkling like emeralds. Just then, a vine dropped down behind the girl and slithered down her back.

"Sara!" her mother whispered hoarsely, alarmed. But the girl just reached between her legs and grabbed the vine, which had begun probing the entrance to her hot pussy. Pulling it forward, Sara straddled the slick vine and ground her clit against it.

As Maggie watched Sara arch her back and moan, Lucy approached and moved behind her mother. Maggie felt electric bolts of ecstasy arc up her own back when Lucy's fingers stroked the tendrils there. "Ahh, god!" she cried. "What are you doing?!"

"Did you like that?" Lucy asked, stroking the area again. Maggie's back arched again, and Lucy put her other hand on her mother's belly. To her pleasure, she could feel firm muscle through a little soft padding. It came as no surprise, though, after finding out that their parents were operatives of some sort of shadowy organization. No wonder they always managed to be in great shape. When Lucy's hand brushed the tendrils on Maggie's stomach, the woman shuddered with delight.

"Yes!" she moaned, despite herself. "What are you doing, baby?"

"It feeds on sexual energy," Lucy said. "And I think there are some things that can make it stronger." She moved her hand up to her mother's breast and gently twirled her finger around the tendril wrapped nipple. Maggie's neck arced back and her mouth opened in a silent scream. When her mother finally looked at her, Lucy nodded toward her sister, who continued to grind her insatiable pussy on the length of vine. "Like what you see?"

"Mmmm," Maggie, moaned as her younger daughter continued playing with her nipple.

Lucy ran her other hand around and stroked her mother's other breast, while kissing her between her shoulders. Maggie let out a gasp, mumbled something unintelligible, and went limp for a moment. When she regained her balance, Lucy pulled back and said, "I didn't get that. Do you like what you see?"

Maggie felt hornier than she ever had, and watching her oldest daughter grinding her clit against the slick vine, she had to admit that the girl really was sexy. But there was something else. She wanted more. Much more. And now she knew it was something only her daughters, her very sexy, seductive daughters could offer. Even deeper than that, she felt connected to this place. Her daughters were right: it was a spacecraft. She didn't know everything about how it worked, but she could sense her daughters' presence in whatever the plants were broadcasting. She could feel that they had a measure of control, but nothing compared to what she had. "No," she said. Lucy's hands stopped their teasing, and Sara looked up, pausing her pleasure. "I want more."

The vine that Sara was straddling whipped out from underneath her, and two roots grabbed her and brought her to her knees. The vines that held Maggie's hands and feet released her, and she reached down and grabbed Lucy. Lucy found her back pinned against her mother's chest, but the confusion from the woman's roughness disappeared when she felt her mother's experienced hands running up and down her body, tracing trails of electric pleasure. The girl gasped when her mother caressed her small breasts. "I don't see Lucy getting any attention," Maggie said to Sara, whose face was now just inches from her sister's pussy.

Sara didn't need a second thought. Leaning forward, she kissed her way up her sister's smooth, cream-colored thighs until she planted a sucking kiss square between her legs. Lucy let out a ragged breath as the older girl began to lick and kiss her throbbing pussy in earnest. Between Sara's passionate licking between her legs and her mother's expert attention to the rest of her body, Lucy knew she wasn't going to last long. She thrust her hips forward allowing her sister unfettered access. "Are you going to come, little one?" Maggie whispered in her ear.

"Uh huh," Lucy managed, feeling tension build in her body.

"Well, too bad!" her mother said, stepping back and pulling her out of the reach of her sister's hungry mouth. Sara leaned back, confused and panting. "You don't get to come yet." As Lucy was brought to her knees by grasping roots, and both girls' hands were bound to the ground, Maggie walked around behind Sara. There, she took the vine that the older girl had been straddling and let it wind itself around her waist, around to her back, and between her legs so that she now straddled it, leaving a length of it in front. Kneeling behind her eldest daughter, she put the slick blunt end of the thick vine against the girl's waiting pussy. Sara felt it and pushed back against it. Maggie pulled back, pushing her daughter forward. "Lucy, honey," she said. "Don't you think you should clean off your sister's face?"

Lucy looked at her sister, who seemed ready to explode with anticipation, and saw her own juices on her face. Leaning forward, she licked Sara's chin, tasting herself on it. When the girls began to kiss in earnest, Maggie thrust forward, burying the length of vine in her oldest daughter's pussy until she felt the girl's taut round ass cheeks pressed against her. "Aaah!" Sara cried into her sister's kisses. "Aah, fuck!" Maggie pulled pack a little and felt the vine slide slickly against her own clit. The feeling was incredible. She looked down and saw the vine stretching her daughter's pussy. She thrust forward again, and another cry came from the brown-haired beauty.

"Is this how you were going to fuck your sweet little sister?" Maggie said, pulling back and thrusting again.

"Ah! No!" Sara groaned, realizing her mother was fucking her with the vine.

"Tell the truth!" her mother said, thrusting again, harder.

"Oh, fuck!" Sara whimpered, wishing the woman would stop teasing and fuck her silly already. "I am!"

"I don't believe you," Maggie said, grabbing the girl's ass and thrusting roughly again.

"Oh!" Sara whimpered again. "Please, just fuck me and I'll show you."

That was all Maggie needed to hear. Her own pussy yearned to be fucked, and grinding against the side of the vine was only making her hornier. Hearing her daughter beg to be fucked unleashed a torrent of pent-up aggression toward the girl, and she began to ravage the girl's tight young snatch. Lucy continued to kiss her moaning sister, and as they kissed, Maggie felt her aggression transform into lust. Soon, Sara was no longer the absentee daughter, solely a product of her father. Soon, she was a sexy girl who was begging her mother to fuck her harder. And this new daughter was hers. Well, she thought, maybe not all hers. When she looked at Lucy looking at Sara, she could really see that things had changed between her girls. They were now inseparable, she knew, and it made her happy. Maggie looked down at her older daughter, and began pumping the vine in and out of her now with giddy passion.

"Oh, mom!" Sara cried. "Fuck me!" Maggie ran her hands over the girl's ass and up her sides. Leaning forward, she ran one hand under Sara and massaged the girl's pert breast. "Oh! Oh, fuck!" the girl hollered.

Lucy had noticed the change in her mother and smiled. When she caught the woman's eye, she grinned-and now Maggie grinned back. Lucy saw her mother reach under Sara again, but this time the woman was clearly playing with her daughter's clit. Face to face with her sister, she watched the older girl come, bucking and screaming, and leaned forward and kissed the girl's sweet, soft lips.

After her mother pulled the vine from her pussy with a wet pop and she had had a moment to gather her mind, the roots that bound Sara returned to the soil, but Lucy remained bound. Sara turned to Maggie, who had unwound the vine from herself. "Oh, mom!" she said, hugging the her and feeling the woman's full breasts against her own.

"Oh, my horny girl," Maggie said, feeling her daughter breathing heavily against her. "I bet you're just insatiable, aren't you?" Sara looked back up at her with that infectious smile. "Well..."

"Well?" asked Sara.

"What are we going to do with your sister?" Maggie and her older daughter turned and saw that Lucy was still there, bound to the ground.

Sara tried removing the roots, but they held firm. "I guess," she said. "We'll just have to give her a good fucking. What do you think?"

"I don't know," Maggie said, scooting to Lucy's side and running her fingers through the girl's vine-infused hair. "Is she still a virgin?"

Sara stroked her hand down her little sister's back until it rested on her cute, firm ass. "She gave me that. Didn't you, Lucky?"

"Mmm hmm," purred the younger girl, finally enjoying some attention.

Maggie was genuinely surprised. They really hadn't wasted any time, had they? "No wonder you two have become such an item lately," she said, stroking her daughter's hair again. The girl purred louder and wiggled her ass against her sister's hand. "Oh, sweetie, you're horny, aren't you?"

"Mmm hmm," Lucy said. And then, "Aahh!" as Sara dipped a finger into her tight little pussy.

"Feel how wet she is," Sara said. Maggie dragged her fingers down her blonde daughter's back until they rounded her ass. Tentatively, she ran a finger down the length of the girl's slit, eliciting a moan. When she dipped a finger into the girl's pussy, she instantly felt juices coat her digit, accompanied by a hot tightness. Sara caught the woman's expression. "You've never been with a girl before? I thought you guys were children of the '70s," she said, making a flowery gesture that portrayed group sex on LSD.

"We were children in the '70s," her mother said, leaving her finger in her youngest daughter. "And in college, your father and I got recruited and were off killing werewolves in Portugal right after graduation." She slid her finger farther into the blonde girl, and then took it out and smelled the juices. Sara looked at her expectantly, and she licked her flinger. She'd tasted her own pussy many times, from her own fingers and off of Don's cock, but never another woman's, and certainly not her own young daughter's. "Oh, god," she breathed.

"Tastes like heaven, huh?" Sara said.

"Oh, baby, your pussy is delicious!" Maggie moaned. After a long pause, she said, "I want to taste you." As they had been talking and playing in Lucy's increasingly hot pussy, a thatched mat of tendrils had woven themselves underneath the three of them, practically rising out of the dirt. "Oh, look!" Maggie added. "They want me to stay clean while I do."

"Oh, god," Lucy groaned. "Would someone please just eat my fucking pussy, already?!"

Maggie turned to Sara with mock surprise. "Would you listen to that?" And then to Lucy: "OK, sweetie. OK." Maggie rolled onto her back and began sliding under her daughter when she felt a thick vine curl under her, between her ass cheeks and against her pussy. She squeezed her legs together around the vine, figuring she was going to grind against it again, but instead, two roots emerged and spread her legs.

Sara watched the root probe her mother's opening, pushing at it and coating it with its juices. Gradually, inch by thick inch, it buried itself in her mother, who moaned and tried to say something, but was cut off when Lucy lowered her little hot pussy onto her mother's mouth.

At first, Lucy only felt her mother's hot breath between her legs, but as the vine started to pump in and out of her mother, she felt a few kisses and finally tongue running up and down her slit. "Ahh!" the girl moaned, finally feeling pleasure that had been denied her. Her mother's tongue darted into her tight little hole and then circled around her clit. "Ah, god! Oh, mommy!" she cried, grinding her pussy into her mother's mouth.

Sara felt the lust returning. Her mother was right: she was insatiable. Watching a thick vine plow in and out of her mother's smooth snatch while the woman slurped at her little sister was making her beyond horny. She reached out and played with her mother's breasts, causing the woman to moan loudly. Encouraged, she bent and licked a nipple, rolling it around on her tongue. The moans became louder and she became more aggressive. As she continued to lick and suck her mother's nipples, her hand traveled south over her mother's belly until it came to the woman's clit. Sara could feel the vine pumping more rapidly in and out of Maggie's pussy, and when she touched her clit, the woman bucked. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned onto Lucy's clit.

The vibration from her mother's moaning sent Lucy's head into a tailspin. Her mother may never have been with a girl before, but she took to it just as readily as Sara had. The gentle sucking on her clit combined with the circling and flicking of her mother's tongue were bringing her to the brink. A warm sensation filled her body, and she felt herself shuddering as she came. Maggie must have sensed it, and moaned, but didn't stop lapping furiously at the girl's quivering pussy. Lucy felt fire burn through her body as her mother continued.

At the same time, Maggie felt her older daughter's fingers stroking her clit as the rubbery vine slammed in and out of her soaking wet pussy. Her youngest daughter had come once, and Maggie found herself writhing in so much pleasure that she wanted to see if the girl would come again. Lucy had gone from moaning to squealing, bucking her tight little pussy against her mouth, and as Maggie felt the girl come again, she felt herself coming, too. The vine's pumping eventually slowed, and after a minute it slipped out of her and back up into the tree. Lucy, too, reluctantly raised her pussy from her mother's mouth.

"Oh, god!" Maggie breathed, closing her legs and feeling an erotic heat she had never even dreamt possible. Strange, though, she felt, that that heat only seemed to grow and burn hotter. Sara's head lay on one hip, and Lucy turned her body around and lay her head on the other. Maggie propped herself up on her elbows and looked at her sexy young daughters, who stared back up at her.

Lucy was the first to speak. "Mommy, you made me come twice," she said. "I didn't even know that was possible!"

"Hm hm," Maggie chuckled a satisfied chuckle. "Looks like that's one more thing we have in common."

"Hey!" Sara complained. She was genuinely hurt. None of them really knew how, but they all felt the emotional ripples.

"Oh, sweetie," Maggie said, sitting up. Her daughters still lay with their heads on her thighs. She stroked Sara's straight auburn hair.

"Hey!" Lucy complained. "At least you got fucked!"

"Girls!" Maggie cut short an argument that, except for the subject matter, seemed very familiar.

"I'll show you fucked!" Sara shot back, sitting up. A root shot out of the ground and grabbed Lucy roughly by the neck. The younger girl shrieked and grasped at it. A similar root grabbed Sara by her neck. The surprise at the unexpected lack of control caused Sara to lose her balance and topple over.

"GIRLS!" their mother shouted. Both roots retreated and were replaced by rubbery vines that had come down from the tree so fast that the girls hadn't noticed. Before they knew it, the girls found themselves suspended, spread-eagle above the ground by the tree's vines. They had become accustomed to controlling the plants in this place, and their newfound lack of control genuinely scared them. They struggled for a few minutes, but slowly realized that their mother was not bound, and in turn, stopped writhing. Maggie stood.