18 comments/ 139574 views/ 45 favorites New Family Tradition: Lezmas Eve By: silkstockingslover Summary: Cousins learn of their moms' incestuous past... and present. Thanks to Rebecca the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this new series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massive series. Also, thanks for the dialogue from an older comic of Rebecca's that is used as the basis of the plot for the final encounter. Note 1: This is a Christmas 2015 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Robert, Wayne and goamz86. New Family Tradition: Lezmas Eve Every year since I can remember we have taken pictures as a family in Christmas costumes. We have done everything imaginable, from baby Jesus, to characters from the movie Elf, to awkward reindeer costumes, to ugly Christmas sweaters... just to name a few. It was usually the three of us, Mom, Dad and I (me being the only child), but this year due to a snow storm my dad was stranded in Buffalo, having visited my great-nana before Christmas as we were heading for Hawaii the day after Christmas (when flights dropped drastically in price). So Mom invited my cousin, Tara, who was literally the sister I never had over for the Christmas Eve tradition. I was three weeks older than Tara, although most thought she was older than me. Mom came into my bedroom carrying bags and said, "Here are the costumes." "What are we this year?" I asked, Mom always keeping the costumes under wraps (hahaha pun intended). "Oh, I thought outside the box," she smiled. "Then why are you carrying bags?" I joked. "Kylie," she sighed, "you are always trying to be funny." "I try," I shrugged. "You should stop," Mom said playfully. "Your father is the funny one." Tara quipped, "Oh, Kylie is very funny. For example, she thinks she has a love life." "I do," I countered, "it's the vibrator Mom bought me for my 18th birthday." "I still can't believe you bought your daughter a vibrator, Aunt Sophia," Tara said, often telling me she wished her mom was as cool as mine. It was hard to argue. My mom is really cool. Besides buying me a vibrator on my 18th birthday, she was very supportive when I told her I was a lesbian. She did joke she still expected me to get pregnant and fat, because she did for me. That said, at eighteen, I had very limited experience with women. My first time was actually with Mrs. Waddington who I was babysitting for. She was going through a divorce, and came home quite drunk. I was getting ready to leave when she said, all dramatic, "My life is pathetic." "No its not," I said, trying to be nice. "I couldn't even get laid at a bar full of frat boys," she sighed. "I'm apparently ancient." I consoled her. "No you're not. You are still a very pretty woman." Even though I wasn't sure I was a lesbian yet, I knew I was attracted to women, especially older women, and she was one of my fantasies I thought about while using my vibrator. "You think so?" she asked, looking at me. "I know so," I continued. "Boys are stupid." "Men are worse," she countered, moving to me. I felt a shift in the room. I felt my pussy tingle. I felt her look deep inside me. She said, "You have a crush on me, don't you?" I could feel my cheeks go red. Yet, no words escaped my lips. She smiled, her hand going under my skirt. "I'll take the silence and the sudden redness of your cheeks as a yes." I moaned the instant her hand slid underneath my panties. "You're quite wet," she purred as she kissed me. I was paralyzed with indecision. Yet, after a moment, I returned the kiss, her lips so soft and tender, unlike the few boys I had kissed. I had sucked three cocks and been fingered twice and each of those encounters had done nothing for me. Yet this kiss and her finger slowly teasing my pussy lips had my knees week and my head light. Breaking the kiss, she said, "Get undressed, Kylie, I want to see that young ripe body of yours." "Okay," I nodded, not hesitating at all. The kiss felt so natural and I had fantasies that went just like this. As I got undressed, Mrs. Waddington took her skirt off too... and then her panties. Once I was naked, she knelt in front of me and asked, "Every had your pussy licked?" "No," I said, each guy saying it was gross, which was ironic because so was sucking their sweaty, dirty dicks. "Oh my," she said. "Then get ready to have your world rocked." Before I could respond, she leaned in and began licking my pussy. I literally saw fireworks as one of my biggest fantasies came true and my questioning of my own sexuality made sense with one intimate kiss, one sweet lick down below. I moaned, "Oh my God." "You taste so sweet, Kylie," she purred, as she continued licking me. "I can't believe this is happening," I said, my orgasm building very quickly. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked. "God, no," I said with urgency. She laughed softly, as she said, "I've known you wanted me for a while, my dear. I just wasn't sure how to get you naked." "You should have just asked," I joked, even as my moans increased. "May I lick your pussy, baby, until you come all over my face?" she asked. "God, yes," I moaned, her words and tongue getting me close to eruption in less than two minutes. She suddenly moved to my clit and flicked it with her tongue. That was all it took. I barely held back a scream as the most intense orgasm of my young life flooded out of me. "So yummy," she purred, as she licked and licked my pussy as my cum leaked out of me. Once done, she stood up and kissed me again. I apologized, "Sorry, I came faster than a guy." She shrugged, as she hopped up onto a table and spread her legs, "I doubt I'll last much longer. I've wanted your pretty face buried between my legs for a long time." "Really?" I asked. "Yes," she nodded. "Now come and taste my honey." I didn't need to be told twice. I moved between her legs, dropped to my knees and stared at her completely shaved pussy. I wondered instantly if I should shave mine. I took a deep breath, surprised by the exotic scent that exuded from her pussy. She purred, "Go ahead, my dear, lick my pussy." I said, staring at her pussy, "I can't believe we are doing this." "I can't believe we have wasted all those times we both wanted to munch on each other's pussies," she replied, as she grabbed my head and guided me the last couple of inches and helped me cross the line from straight to, well, not straight. I extended my tongue and licked. One lick and every last lingering doubt of whether or not I was a lesbian was answered. All my insecurities around boys and lack of attraction made sense. Her taste was perfection. I was a lesbian. I licked tentatively at first, unsure what I was doing. I explored her pussy with my focus and curiosity. I was Lara Croft: Pussy Raider and I had found my purpose in life. I was Indiana Moans and I had indeed found the arc of the cunt-venant. I took my time both because I was tentative and inexperienced, but also because I did not want this moment to end. Her moans slowly increased as I licked her growing wetness, a chill going up my spine with each moan and whimper that escaped her lips. She whispered, "You're a natural pussy pleaser, Kylie." As I moved up towards her swollen clit, she added, "Now get me off. Suck on my clit like I did yours." "Okay," I nodded, as I tried to replicate what she had done to me. "That's it, baby, suck on my clit. Put it between those pretty lips and tug on it." I obeyed and was rewarded a little while later with an abundance of her cum. And if I thought her pussy tasted good before, well, her full flood of pussy juice was bursting with flavour and had me instantly addicted. From that evening on, I regularly came over to lick Mrs. Waddington. On occasion she licked me in return, but usually it was a one way street. Knowing I was, without a doubt, a lesbian, everything changed. At school, I slyly checked out my peers, and crushed heavily on a pretty brunette and Tara's best friend Kimberly and also tried not to drool over the cheerleaders in their short skirts. That said, most of my naughty fantasies involved more mature women. Whether it be Mrs. Walker, my English teacher, who was so sexy and sweet and yet exuded a sexuality about her that had my panties damp every day in class. Or Mrs. Abberhammer, who was a British woman with a sexy accent for whom I babysat on occasion, and who dressed every day in dresses and heels. It got so bad that every woman I saw, I wondered what their pussy tasted like. Do they all taste alike? I spent every night rubbing myself at the thought of pleasuring pussy. Not surprisingly, I even envisioned slight bondage. Being tied up and forced to please. Christmas holidays had officially begun and Aunt Debbie was at my house helping wrap presents. Tara was gone for one last basketball tournament before Christmas, and Mom and Dad were at a Christmas party. I enjoyed spending time with my aunt, who was usually very blunt, unlike my rather conservative mother (other than buying me that vibrator for my eighteenth birthday... actually, ever since I'd turned eighteen Mom, had been acting different). "So, got a boyfriend?" Aunt Debbie asked. "Not really," I answered, not wanting to tell her I was no longer interested in boys. "Not really?" she questioned. "It was kind of a yes or no question." "Well, then no," I said. "Why not?" she asked. "They're too much work," I answered, which was definitely true. "Now that is the truest thing I've ever heard," she agreed. I knew that Aunt Debbie had not dated a man in forever, Uncle Joey having left her a few years ago. I said, "I'm sure there are great guys out there." "For me?" she scoffed. "Of course, Auntie," I said, before adding, "you're a very beautiful woman." "I agree completely," she smiled, before adding, "You know I'm a lesbian, don't you?" "What? No!" I said, surprised, although that would explain the fact I had never seen or heard her with another guy. I did recall her bringing a friend to a Halloween party and they were dressed as salt and salt. Suddenly, it was obvious. "You're so cute in your innocence," she laughed. "I'm not so innocent," I countered, always hating when people thought I was just a goody goody. "Do tell," she said, looking at me with curiosity. I realized I had said too much. I shrugged, "You know, just the usual." "When I was in high school, the usual was jerking guys off," she said, "and munching cunt." My face went beet red at Auntie's use of the 'c' word as I gasped, "Auntie!" She looked at me for a minute and then bluntly asked, "Are you a lesbian, Kylie?" "Pardon?" I asked, even though I had definitely heard the question. "Do you munch cunt?" she bluntly asked, which was so out of character for her. "Auntie!" I gasped again, still shocked by her question and her vulgar language. "Kylie," she said. "It was a simple yes or no question. Do you like girls? Pussy? Cunt?" "I can't believe you're asking me this," I said. "It's okay if you are," she said. "It's also 2015 so you don't have to hide it like I did all those years. You shouldn't go around eating sausage if you prefer fish." "Oh my God, Auntie," I said, shocked by the entire conversation. "So, do you like sausage or fish?" she asked. I decided to answer as vaguely as possible, while still answering, "I'm not a big fan of sausage." "You've had sausage?" she asked. "A few," I admitted. "They were not to my liking." "And fish?" she questioned. "Have you had fish?" I couldn't believe I was telling my auntie this, but I nodded, "Yes, I have had fish." "Was it good?" she questioned. "It is definitely my preferred choice," I answered, figuring I may as well be upfront. "I knew it," she nodded. "Come with me." "Where?" I asked. "Just come," she said, annoyed by my questions. "Fine," I said, following her out of curiosity. She led me into my room and asked, "Have you been fucked by a guy yet?" "What?" I asked. "Did a car park in your garage?" she asked. "What?" I asked, confused. Did a penis enter your vagina?" she bluntly asked. "No," I answered. "Get undressed," she ordered. "What?" I asked, stunned by her order. "Now!" she demanded. "But, I...." began to protest, but she cut me off. "Kylie Jasmine Martin," Aunt Debbie said, raising her voice just like my mom did when she was annoyed at me. Before I knew it I was naked; confused, naked and kinda horny. "I can't have my niece going into the world of lesbianism without some practical first-hand experience," she said, as she went to my night stand and pulled out my vibrator. I wondered how she would even know it was there. She asked, "So the only person who has used this on you is you?" "Of course," I nodded, thinking that was pretty obvious. "Get on your knees," she ordered. "Auntie this is wrong," I protested. Although my auntie was hot and definitely someone I would be sexually attracted to if she wasn't my aunt, this felt weird. "I'm just going to teach you how to pleasure a woman," she said. "It would be irresponsible to allow you to go out and about without some experience." "I have some experience," I pointed out. "How many pussies have you munched on?" she asked, the sausage and fish analogy apparently over with. "One," I answered, "but a few times." "Has she done you too?" Auntie asked. "A couple times," I answered, not sure why I was being so honest in this surreal conversation or why I was standing naked in front of my aunt. "And have you used any toys during these rendezvous?' she questioned, as she turned the vibrator on, while moving directly in front of me. Although I was overwhelmed with the surreal situation, I could feel pussy juice actually leak slightly down my leg. "No," I admitted. "Well, a woman needs to be able to use a variety of methods to please another woman," she said. "Now get on all fours and don't make me tell you a third time." I reluctantly obeyed, my mind arguing with what was happening, even as my body argued to just let go and enjoy myself. After a pause I obeyed. "Good girl," she purred, her hands squeezing my ass. My body stiffened as my head was muddled with confusion. "Your ass is as perfect as your mother's," she said, as her finger moved to my pussy. My eyes went big; my body quivered; yet, I moaned. "You know, your mom and I have been munching each other's cunts for years," she revealed, as she slid my vibrator inside me. "Whaaaaaat?" I asked with a loud moan. "Your mom is a great pussy pleaser," Aunt Debbie continued. "No way," I said, looking back at her, even as she began fucking me, and we both willingly committed an act of incest. "She was between my legs earlier today," she revealed, shock compounding shock, as she picked up the pace. "Oh, God," I moaned, both from another revelation and from the intense fucking I was receiving... from my Aunt. "Come for your auntie, my dear," she purred, kissing my ass cheeks while she pumped the buzzing toy in and out of me. My breathing got heavy and I reached the quickest orgasm in my life as I screamed, "Oh shit, yes!" As my body quaked with euphoria, Aunt Debbie pulled the toy out and said, "Let's keep this secret between you and me." "You and Mom really have sex?" I asked, a minute later, once my orgasm finally began to fade away. "For years," she nodded. "I can't believe it," I said. I watched Auntie put the vibrator in her mouth as she sucked off my juice. She smiled, "Mmmmm, I may have to taste this directly from the source one day soon." That one day actually happened half an hour later, after I had brought her off twice, once with my tongue and once with my vibrator. I agreed to keep this secret, but it hadn't left my mind since. Every time I looked at my mom, I thought to myself: she eats out Auntie. Every time I talked to her, I thought to myself: she eats out Auntie. Mom said, "Your mother should have bought you one, too." "She is way too much a prude for that," Tara countered. "Oh, your mother has a lot of sides to her," Mom said, before adding, "Now put the costumes on and come downstairs." As I got undressed, I was again unable to push the visual out of my head. My Mom ate Auntie's pussy. I ate Auntie's pussy. Auntie had eaten mine. "I think my Mom is pretty black and white," Tara said, once we were alone and getting undressed. I couldn't help but disagree. "Oh, I bet she has a naughty side." "That I would love to see," Tara scoffed, as she went to take off her shirt. "Your Mom used to be eighteen too," I pointed out. "I like to think the only time she had sex was to produce pretty ole' me," she said, doing a spin now completely naked. We had seen each other naked many times, but this was the first time since I had had sex with her mother. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to taste her. Would she have a different taste than her mother? "Maybe she was a wild slut like you," I quipped. "Like seriously, do you ever wear underwear?" "Once a month," she shrugged, before adding, "and what are you talking about? You're not wearing panties either." I shrugged, "I'm trying to discover my own wild side." New Family Tradition: Lezmas Eve "That I would love to see," Tara laughed as we both moved to the bag Mom had left on the bed for us. "Uh, Kylie? What's going on?" a surprised Tara asked, as she looked in the bag. "Not much," I joked, as I looked in the bag too and found there was not much in the bag and definitely not enough to dress up. I called out, "Mom, where is the rest of the costume?" Mom called back up, "Your auntie choose those. She stressed you would know exactly why they were chosen." I gasped. "What did she mean?" Tara asked. I shrugged, lying, "I have no idea." And truthfully, I wasn't sure. Did Auntie have a naughty purpose for us? She wouldn't be here for a couple more hours. Had Auntie and Mom talked? Did Mom know I was a lesbian? Did Mom know that Auntie and I had sex? My head was spinning, but I said, "Let's just put this on and go see what the heck our moms were thinking." "Okay," Tara shrugged, "but there aren't even any tops for these." I joked, "Maybe this is a porno version of the picture." Tara put on the wig, glasses and mini skirt and said, "So if I'm Mrs. Claus, then... you're supposed to be...." "HO-HO-HO," I said, as I put on my beard and Santa hat. Tara joked, "Oh yes, you are indeed one sexy ho." "Takes one to know one," I joked, unable to take my eyes off her perky tits. "What the hell is your mom thinking?" Tara asked. "I don't know," I said. "She has been acting a bit strange of late." "So has my Mom," Tara said. "Maybe they are going through menopause together." "They do seem to do a lot of things together," I said, my meaning way naughtier than Tara would ever catch on. "Hurry up you two," Mom yelled. "Are we really going downstairs dressed like this?" Tara asked. I shrugged, wondering if Mom had some naughty intentions and, if so, did they include me? The idea, which a week ago would have shocked me, suddenly had me curious. "She must know we are sans upper body wear." "Okay, whatever," she shrugged. We headed downstairs, and I joked, as Mom sat on her knees in front of the Christmas tree, "Uh, Mom. I think you forget to give us part of the costume." "That's right, I did," Mom said. "I was beginning to worry you may have Alzheimer's," I joked. "Here," Mom said, as she pulled something out of a box. Tara and I both gasped as we stared at the massive cock. "Mom! What is that?" I questioned, my earlier assumptions obviously correct. Auntie had told Mom about our earlier rendezvous. "Auntie!" Tara said, "What is going on?" "This is from your Aunt," Mom said to me, before turning to Tara added, "And from your Mom for you." "I don't understand," Tara said, confused. "This is one of your Christmas gifts," Mom said. "A dildo?" Tara asked. Mom laughed, "Actually, it's a thick, long strap-on cock to fuck each other with." "Delicious," I purred, understanding this was our mom's way to get us to become lovers like they were." "You can't be serious," Tara asked, although I wasn't sure if it was to Mom's revelation or my reaction. "Tara," I said, "I've wanted to munch on that sweet pussy ever since I realized I'm a lesbian." "You're a lesbian?" she questioned, clearly shocked. "We are all lesbians," Mom announced. "Huh?" both Tara and I replied at the same time. I knew I was a lesbian and that Aunt Debbie was too. But Mom was bi at best and Tara had never shown any signs of being interested in girls. "Girls, its time you learned the family tradition," Mom said. "Okay," I agreed curiously, as I glanced over to my sexy cousin and wondered if I was going to get to taste her perfect pinkness. "Debbie and I have been playing with each other for quite a while," Mom revealed. "What?" Tara asked shocked. "How long?" I asked, curious for more details. "Since we were your age," Mom revealed. "What do you mean 'playing'?" I asked, being like Nancy Drew and looking for answers. Mom turned to Tara and said, "Well, we eat each other's pussies and use toys like the one in my hands on each other." "You and Mom have sex?" Tara asked, even though the answer was obvious. "Every chance we get," Mom nodded. "But the tradition started on Christmas Eve when I was eighteen and Debbie was twenty." "Oh my God," Tara said, clearly overwhelmed with all she was hearing. "Truth be told, Debbie seduced me by climbing into my bed one night and saying, 'Do you want your Christmas present from me early?' I was almost asleep at the time, but before I could answer she tugged my panties down, I was in a nightie, and buried her face in my pussy before I could even think straight." "Think straight," I joked, "now that is funny." "You brat," Mom smiled. Tara finally asked, "So you and Mom have been having sex ever since?" "Once we had kids it was pretty rare, but we always found time during the holiday season for a yearly night of Christmas cheer," Mom said, before adding, "but since your father left we have been a lot more frequent." "What does Dad think?" I asked. "Some things are better left unsaid," Mom shrugged, standing up and walking over to me. "I guess," I said. "No, seriously," Mom said. "I would never cheat on your dad with another man, but Debbie was before I ever met him and she provides a need he can't satisfy." "What is that?" I asked. "Real orgasms," Mom revealed. "TMI!" I joked. "No man can give an orgasm to a woman the way another woman can," Mom explained, as she began to put the strap-on harness on me. "Uh, Mom? Umm... what're you," I questioned, as more pussy juice leaked out of me and slithered slowly down my leg. "It's time to start a new family tradition for you two," Mom said, as she tightened the harness around me. I glanced over to Tara who had a look of complete shock on her face, as she stared at the huge cock strapped onto me. Mom stood up and instructed, "Come sit on the couch, Tara." I watched as Tara wordlessly obeyed. I was curious if it was because she was in shock or excitement... although I imagined both. When I turned back to look at Mom, I gasped. She was getting undressed too. "What?" Mom asked. "Can't I be part of the new family tradition?" "I guess so," I laughed, the conversation and situation still surreal. Once Mom was naked, she grabbed a bottle from the floor and handed it to me. I watched Mom join a still bewildered Tara on the couch as I glanced at the bottle to realize it was lube. Mom said, "Tell me... is your cunny wet, Tara?" "Yes, Mrs. Richards, it has been since we dressed like this," Tara admitted, looking up nervously. I thought it was weird she didn't call Mom auntie, but she was likely trying to keep the incest part out of the equation. "C'mon, open up your legs... wide," Mom instructed. Tara obeyed, opening her legs and allowing her pussy to be touched by her auntie. Mom purred, "Good," before she looked at me. She ordered, "Now Kylie, soak your strap-on with lots and lots of K-Y, then come here." I nodded, as I indeed generously coated the long, thick cock. Mom calmly whispered to Tara, "Easy, Angel." I looked up to see Tara biting her lips as Mom masturbated her. I walked over to them, wanting to be a part of this. "Do you want to be fucked, Tara?" Mom asked, as her finger slid inside her niece. "By that big thing?" Tara asked with a moan. Mom laughed, "They say size matters." "I agree," Tara laughed too. "It will tear me apart." "Just got to get your cunny nice and wet for it," Mom said, sliding a second finger in. "Okay," Tara moaned, closing her eyes. I watched Mom finger fuck my cousin as I waited my turn. I had never fucked a girl before and the idea that my first would be Tara was, for some reason, a major turn-on. After a couple of minutes of finger fucking, Tara now moaning loudly, Mom looked up to me and asked, "Ready to fuck your cousin?" "Yes, Mommy," I answered, thinking using the term 'Mommy' made this hot sexy encounter even a little kinkier. "Yes, Mommy, what?" Mom asked, now furiously fingering Tara. "Oh fuck," Tara moaned, her eyes not once opening since her auntie started to pleasure her. "Yes, I want to fuck Tara," I said, taking the initiative and moving between Tara's legs. "Ready for big red?" Mom asked. "God, yes," Tara moaned, opening her eyes and looking up at me, as Mom moved her hand and I rubbed the thick cock up and down Tara's very wet pussy lips. "Beg," I demanded, somehow feeling a rush of power with a cock on me. "Please shove that mammoth dick in my cunny," Tara moaned, looking insatiably hungry. I teased her more, as I ordered, "On the floor." "Okay," Tara obeyed which was quite hot, as she was definitely the one in charge in our cousin relationship. She usually chose what we did, where we went. Once she was on the floor, I again got between her legs, and asked, "Ready?" "Shove that massive cock in my cunny, Kylie," she demanded, lifting her ass up, trying to get the cock to slide inside her. I obliged her request as I slowly slid the cock inside her cunt. Her unintelligible sounds as my cock slid inside her were sexy as hell, as was her facial expression. "Just relax, Tara," Mom instructed, watching us from the couch as she began to slowly pleasure herself. "It's so much bigger than any of the guys I've fucked," Tara declared with a moan. "And the good thing with a strap-on cock is that it lasts a lot longer than a guy," Mom said. "And it can't get you pregnant," I added, as the entire cock disappeared in Tara's perfect pinkness. "So fucking full," Tara moaned. "I'm going to fuck you now," I declared. "Go slow," she said, opening her eyes and looking at me. "Okay," I nodded, as I slowly began to pull out and then slide back in again. "Oh yes, Kylie," Tara moaned, after a few slow strokes, "That feels so good." "What does?" I teased. "You fucking me," Tara whimpered. Mom added, "You two look so natural together. I wish Debbie was here to watch this." "Where is she?" I asked, as I continued the slow fucking. "On her way home," Mom answered. Tara added, "She went to visit a friend in need." "Oh she was in need all right," Mom joked, her tone implying more naughtiness. "Is Carol a lesbian too?" Tara asked. "Not a lesbian," Mom said, "but definitely an eager pussy pleaser." "Oh, wow," Tara said. I had no idea who Carol was and wanted to get the focus back on us. I said, "Time to really fuck you." Tara smiled, turning back to me, "Those are words I never envisioned you saying." I nodded, "But definitely words I plan to say to you often now." "You better," she moaned, as I began fucking her faster. A rush of adrenaline coursed through me as I fucked her. I reached down and cupped her breasts and said, "You're such a hot slut, Mrs. Clause." "And you have such a big cock, Santa," she moaned. I repositioned her, moving her leg up and over me as I began slamming into her hard with each forward thrust. "Fucking fuck me hard, Santa!" she screamed, beginning to buck her ass up to meet my thrusts. I fucked Tara for a couple more minutes before she screamed, "Yes, Santa, I'm coming!" I kept fucking her throughout her orgasm, loving watching her facial expressions as she came as well as hearing her loud moans. When I finally pulled out, suddenly getting a leg cramp, Mom instructed, "Put on the strap-on, Tara." "With pleasure," Tara said, standing up. She almost fell as she added, "Shit, you fucked me so hard you made my entire being weak." "You should return the favour," I suggested, as I took the harness off and handed it to Tara. Tara put it on and said, "I think I can do that." Once on, Tara ordered, "On all fours." I joked, as I obeyed, "I see you're back to your bossy self." "You're the submissive and I'm the boss," she said, as she moved behind me. "Well, discipline your worker," I purred, as she moved behind me and put her hands on my hips. "I have wanted to do this for a while," Tara declared, surprising me as she slid the cock inside my fevered cunt. "What?!?" I asked with a loud moan as the cock filled me. "I play basketball," she said. "What do you think we do on road trips?" "Play basketball," I joked. "Well, we do some of that too," Tara said, as suddenly I felt her body leaning against mine. That meant she was completely inside me. To my surprise, I easily took the entire cock. I had never been fucked by a guy and had only been fucked once by Aunt Debbie with my vibrator. This was different. I wanted to feel her fucking me. I declared, "Now please, Tara, take my virginity." "What?" both Mom and Tara asked. "I've never been fucked before," I admitted. "Not even by Barry?" Tara asked. I had told Tara that Barry and I had sex to make myself not look like a pathetic virgin. But the truth was I had only sucked his cock and allowed him to finger me. "No, I lied," I said. "Why?" Tara asked. "Because I didn't want to look pathetic," I answered, before adding, "plus I don't like boys." "You're a lesbian?" Tara asked. "Well, if only liking licking cunny makes me a lesbian, then yes," I said, trying to make a joke out of it. "Take my virginity, and do whatever you do on your road trips on me," I offered, wanting to be fucked now. "You sure?" Tara asked, as she remained deep in me. "Definitely," I nodded, before adding, "now fuck me with that big cock." "As you wish," she said, as she began fucking me slowly. "Ohhhhh," I moaned. "How are you possibly taking this all?" Tara asked. "Because Aunt Debbie prepped my pussy earlier this week," I revealed. "What?" Tara asked, stopping mid stroke. "Aunt Debbie seduced me a few days ago," I said. "Oh my God," Tara said. "How could I not know that my mom is a lesbian?" "She has wanted to tell you forever," Mom said, interjecting for the first time in a while. "She has?" Tara asked. "Oh yes," Mom moaned, slowly rubbing herself. "We have been planning this day for a while." "Wow!" Tara said. "Can we get back to taking my virginity?" I questioned, as I began to bounce back on the cock, deciding to fuck myself. Tara laughed, "Sorry, the revelations just keep on coming." "As I want to too," I moaned, my orgasm building. "Always playing with words," Tara scolded, as she began meeting my movements. "Now I just want to play with you," I quipped back. After a couple more minutes I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I moaned, "So close." Suddenly, Tara pulled out and I whined, "What are you doing?" "What I would do on a road trip," she said, as she buried her face in my ass. "Oh, my," I moaned, her tongue licking my rosebud and creating new emotions and sensations. "I love eating ass," Tara declared, her tongue doing wonders. "I love having my ass eaten," I declared, an act I had never even considered a possibility until it was happening. Mom said, "You two are just like your own mothers." "How so?" I asked. "Tara is a dominant kinky woman, just like her mother," Mom said. "And what about you and Kylie?" Tara asked, still swirling her tongue around my asshole. "And Kylie and I both look sweet and innocent, but are eager little sluts underneath that conservative look," Mom revealed. "Like Mommy, like daughter," I moaned. "Does auntie take it in the ass?" Tara asked, as she rolled me onto my back. "What?" I gasped, worried that she was considering fucking my ass. "Your uncle loves pounding my asshole, as does your mother," Mom said, as she moved her fingers and slid two into her own asshole. "Holy shit," I said. "You and your witty innuendo," Tara chuckled, as she lubed the cock again. "You're not going to fuck my ass, are you?" I asked. "You told me you wanted to be treated like a road trip slut," she said, as she added lube to my asshole. "And all my little basketball sluts must be willing to get fucked in all three of their holes." "Oh my God," I said. Now being my turn to get shocked. "Just like your mother," Mom moaned. "I'll go slow," Tara said. "Please do," I nodded, willing to get sodomized. Tara joked, as she positioned the massive cock at my ass, "I'm going to take two of your virginities in one day." "What a great present," I joked back, as I felt the cockhead slowly push inside my out only hole, which apparently was under new rules. "Merry Christmas," Tara said, smiling down at me as the cock slowly penetrated me. "Oh... my... God," I said through gritted teeth, a sharp pain burning through me. "Just relax," Mom said. "The pain will go away in a bit and then a pleasure you can't even imagine will begin to take over." "K," I nodded, only feeling pain and yet somehow enjoying the submissiveness of allowing myself to be taken in such a way. "I'm not going to go all in, Kylie," Tara said, before adding, "Just enough to fuck that sweet asshole of yours." For a few minutes Tara slowly fucked my ass. As mom promised, the pain did fade, although not going away completely, but a pleasure did slowly grow... one unlike when I used a vibrator or was licked. Not better, or worse, just different. Slowly, I could feel my orgasm rising again. I moaned, "Faster, Tara, fuck my ass faster." "You want to come from getting ass fucked?" Tara asked, as she did indeed go faster and deeper. A new pain hit me. A new pleasure hit me. The pleasure and pain principle creating a euphoria that had my orgasm rising at an accelerated rate. "Oh yes, more," I moaned. "Come for me," Tara ordered, getting dominant. "Come, you little ass slut!" Somehow the name calling turned me on and I moaned, "So close, yes, fuck my ass harder." She kept fucking me, going deeper and deeper in my ass, until I erupted, "Yessssssss." As I came, she pulled out and dove into my pussy, licking my cum. My wig had fallen off a while ago, as had Tara's too when she dove between my legs, and when she moved up to kiss me, my own juices on her lips, we were not two cousins, but two lovers. New Family Tradition: Lezmas Eve We kissed for a couple of minutes, while Tara took off the strap-on Mom asked, "So are you going to call social services on me?" Tara broke the kiss and pulled me up off the floor. Tara put her arm around me and I did the same as we turned to see Mom standing there. Feeling the most satisfied I ever had from sex, even though I loved the few encounters I had had before today, I smiled, "Heck, no! You're the best, Mom. This is the best present I've ever gotten." Mom smiled a wicked smile as she said, "Well, I have one more gift for the both of you." Tara, all giddy with excitement, asked, "What? What is it? Can we have it now? Pretty please?" "Oh," Mom smiled, walking towards us. "This is a gift you can have whenever you want." "But it's already unwrapped," Tara said playfully. "But it's exactly what I wanted," I added. "Both of you follow me," Mom ordered, as she led us to her bedroom. We followed, both eager like puppies. Mom got onto her bed, spread her legs and smiled, "Come and continue our new family tradition." Tara and I both got on the bed at the same time. Tara purred, "Best Christmas ever." I agreed, "Maybe the new family tradition could happen more than once a year." "Maybe every day should be Christmas," Tara added, as she buried her face in Mom's pussy while I cursed that I didn't do it first. "I couldn't agree more," Mom moaned. After a minute, I declared, "My turn." "For what?" Mom asked. "To munch on Mommy's pussy," I answered, liking the idea of reminding us that we were involved in the taboo act of incest. "Well, then suck on Mommy's cunny, my baby girl," Mom said. Tara and I took turns licking Mom's pussy for the next few minutes. When I licked, Tara was kissing my back and neck. When she licked, I replicated the sweet tenderness on her. Mom's moans were increasing when were startled by another voice. "How dare you start without me!" Aunt Debbie said. We turned around and saw she was already getting undressed. Mom purred, "Oh, that was just the appetizer. Now it's time for the full meal deal." "It better be," Aunt Debbie nodded, joining us on the bed. "It's time my daughter learned her place." "My place?" Tara asked. "Between my legs," Aunt Debbie firmly said. "Now get between them." As Tara obeyed and dove between her Mom's legs, I buried my face in my own Mom's pussy. No doubt about it, this was the best Christmas ever. THE END Thanks again to Rebecca for the artwork permission. This story was inspired by Rebecca's many art collections including 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Lastly, this is my fifth collaboration with Rebecca for Literotica. If you want to read my other stories with her artwork (which are not related at all to this story) please search: Straight Housewife Blackmailed "Moms & Daughters": A Family Affair Summer of Slut: MILF Challenge Coming out in College Thanks for reading... Jasmine November 2015