Over the course of the next few minutes, the scent of their arousal quickly filled the room as I witnessed their labia getting longer and thicker and darker with their increasing passion and desire. As was to be expected, there came the time when simply kissing and touching wasn't enough for them; Helen was the one to break off their kiss so that she could move to lie down – considerately, crosswise from where I was seated. Sarah started to follow her mothers example, then changed her mind, moving instead to mirror it: leaving them lying on their sides in something like the traditional '69' position. Each readily lifted a leg to put her top foot on the bed, opening herself to the other; from where I sat at the head of the bed, I had a clearer view of Helens head between her daughters thighs as she moved her head forward to begin licking the oils from Sarah's labia. From the movement of Sarah's head, I figured she was doing much the same for her mother.
As I watched Helen continue to eagerly lap at Sarah's opening, I knew that she was teasing out even more of her daughters essence – and knew, too, that Sarah was almost certainly producing them in abundance, judging from the way Helen was licking her and the increasing thickness of Eau de Femme in the air.
I was content to watch the two of them for several minutes as I recovered from the blowjob they'd given me; but the time came that I simply couldn't just play the part of an observer any longer. I wasn't ready to join them, yet; but I couldn't just sit there, either. So I moved to where Helen was enthusiastically laving her daughters labia and quietly asked "You don't mind if I do a little… exploring?"
She paused only long enough to tell me "Go ahead – I think both of us would like that!"
Still, I made my way toward where Sarah was happily teasing her mother's clitoris to repeat the question, and received her ready approval.
Careful to avoid getting in the way of what they were doing to (and with) each other, I took the opportunity to begin caressing and investigating each of their bodies: they were so similar in appearance that I wanted to find out just how similar they were, aside from the obvious difference in physical size.
Since I was already in the neighborhood, so to speak, I started by simply having a look at the target of Sarah's attention: the area between Helens thighs. My manual exploration of the area had told me that her vaginal lips were long and thick, something that my eyes confirmed: the stimulation she was experiencing had made them easily visible among the russet thicket of her pubic hair. Even though they were larger than some womens, they were still soft and smooth – not like some I'd seen that looked like a pair of dried-up leather shoe tongues. They, and the area between, were glistening with the mix of her own woman's oils and Sarah's saliva. As Sarah's tongue toyed with her mothers clitoris, I could see Helens vaginal opening clenching slightly in response before Sarah lifted her head far enough to block my view.
Moving around them a bit, I could see that Sarah's breasts were visibly 'tight' and her nipples were standing out from her puckered areola. I take the opportunity to slide my hand between the two women so that I can play with them a little – and feeling her nipples get even harder as she softly moans, verifying that she likes what I'm doing.
Easing a little farther along, I get to where I can do pretty much the same thing with Helens tits. With her slightly larger bust, her nipples are pressed against Sarah's lower belly, but Helen arches her back a little to lift her bust up enough for me to reach them. Helens tits aren't as firm as her daughters, but they're easily as smooth and warm, and each makes for a delightful handful. Helen responds to my touch, too, except that she's able to tell me that she likes it, instead of just making a noise, before I scoot myself a little farther.
I stop when I'm in a position where I can watch as Helen uses her tongue and lips to pleasure Sarah; by lowering my head a little, I can see Sarah's mons and the area between her legs. Again, Sarah looks to be about a 90% scale version of her mother. Sarah's labia are shaped a little different than Helens, naturally enough, and I figure that she wasn't 'fudging' any about how little experience she's had with me: from my own experience, I pretty much knew that a woman's vaginal lips tended to stretch some in proportion to the amount of sex she'd had (or, at least, the number of times she'd had something filling her vagina); Sarah's labia were easily even softer, more flexible, and younger-looking than Helens. I can't help but look forward to the time when I'll get to do with them what Helen is.
The two of them are obviously really getting into each other (pardon the pun!), and I'm not ready to join in in any kind of active way – so I decide to kind of 'nibble around the edges' to help them along.
Getting up to my knees, I move close enough that I can start caressing Helen, since she's the one on top. But I'm careful not to ignore Sarah in the process. Where I'm at, and the way I'm touching them, is a little awkward, though; so I move around to where Helens head is so that I reach along the length of her body. It's still going to be a little bit of trouble to include Sarah, but it's a sacrifice that I'm willing to make…
It doesn't take long for us to realize that things are a trifle crowded where I'm at; it turns out that the solution is for Sarah to spread her legs a little more and drape the one on the bed around mine; that opens her even more to her mothers attentions, though, so it worked out.
I start out by just touching them in more-or-less neutral parts of their bodies: slowly and gently running my hands up and down their arms and legs, and along their sides, treasuring the feel of their smooth, soft skin under my hands. I took my time about extending the range of my touch, and making it softer on them; still it wasn't too long before I was including as much of their bodies as I could get my hands on. Along the way, both of them started making pleased/aroused noises in response to what I was doing, and could easily tell that they were also getting closer to climaxing. And where I was, I could feel Helens hair softly tickling my cock and balls – between that, the sounds they were making, and the increased aroma of their arousal, I could feel my penis starting to get longer and harder.
It didn't take much longer of my contributing to what they were doing with each other before I felt Sarah's body begin to tense up under my touch; a little longer, and I could hear her start to make a low-throated moaning sound. Not much later, and I wasn't left with any doubt that she was having an orgasm when I heard her release a series of soft cries as her body gently convulsed underneath her mother.
After Sarah got her wits back, she applied herself to bringing an equal measure of pleasure to Helen – something that resulted in Helen lifting her head in response to something particularly pleasurable that Sarah did, spying my mostly-erect penis waving in the air, and quickly taking it into her mouth after a muttered "That is just what I need now!"
The attention she paid to my manhood soon had me fully erect, despite the fact that she was obviously having to split her attention between what she was doing to me, and what Sarah was doing to her. It wasn't long before her daughters attentions between her thighs (and my activities with the rest of her) had Helen nearly deepthroating my cock as she started groaning her way through her first climax of the night. Only after the first few spasms has washed through her did she release me from between her lips so that she could start taking deep, shuddering breaths between the waves of pleasure that coursed through her.
When it was over for her, Helen looked up at me and said "The way I feel right this moment, I think I'd better pass on doing anything with you for a bit. But I'm sure that Sarah would enjoy having some time with you…" before easing herself from over the youngster.