Rachael and Her Daughters

Rachael and Her Daughters
by James

Dear Rachael: Sorry about the title and probably most of the story. It’s the first time I’ve done anything like this. I hope you enjoy it.

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It was difficult at first, me having to work job to job at different places. It wasn’t until a year after my husband passed that I finally managed to get a stable job that paid moderately well. It did get easier, though, when both the girls got part-time jobs to help with expenses.

I never thought I would have to raise Eva and Lily alone, but this was my reality since my husband passed away several years ago. Before that day it would have never entered my mind. It has just been me and the girls the last seven years since that day. Although getting by financially had become slightly easier with each passing year, there were other things not so easily overcome. Even if I had the time, I wasn’t interested in dating or getting involved with a man who wasn’t my husband. My passion for sex, however, didn’t change. During all those lonely years I was forced to rely on myself for all my pleasure.

Even though Eva and Lily had their jobs, and both were paid well for high school students, I thought it was strange when they began asking for money here and there. I asked where their money was going, but I never got a straight answer from them. After a good month or two of this, I decided to try to get to the bottom of it. I was sure Eva, the elder one of the two, was most definitely the ringleader of whatever those two were up to.

One day I finished work a lot earlier than I normally do. I got home maybe a couple of hours before the girls did. I decided to search their room to try to find what they were hiding. I almost checked the entire room. I’d gone through their wardrobes, their closets, and under their beds. Lastly, I checked their nightstands. The draws were very small, and I didn’t expect that they could hold anything too incriminating, but I wanted to be thorough.

I opened the top draw of the left hand side drawer and found nothing unusual. Hair clips, colored markers, an unused diary, a collage of pictures featuring Lily’s favorite heartthrob from a few years ago. I quickly closed it and moved to the second drawer expecting more of the same. When I opened it, I almost jumped out of my skin.

I was shocked beyond belief. There were so many of them! All different shapes, sizes and colors. There were 7 or 8 dildos and vibrators, along with a baby pink butt plug.

I picked one of the toys up. It was a simple phallus of hard rubber that tapered bluntly at the tip. Sparkles glimmered along the smooth, electric blue surface. I don’t know why, but it brought me a strange sensation to have it in my hand. I examined the dildo closer. There were strange spots all along the shaft of the dildo. I thought these might be water spots left from the toy being washed then left to dry in the drawer. I brought the dildo to my nose and sniffed.

They weren’t water spots. It smelled divine. It smelled like pussy.

It made me sick that I smelling my daughters’ dildo – correction, one of my daughters’ dildos – and loving it as much as I was. Oh, God, how I loved that smell. It disgusted me how much I loved it. At that moment I felt ashamed, and, at the same time, the horniest I had ever been that I could remember. I was literally dripping wet, my panties soaking it all up. Just the thought of my two girls pooling their money so they could secretly buy themselves a collection of sex toys nearly made me cum right there and then.

There was still a little time before the girls got home. I couldn’t help myself, I took my little girl’s dildo to my room. As I got into my room, I threw the dildo onto my bed. I took my clothes off as fast as I could to give me the most time possible with their toy. I threw my clothes on top of my hamper all bunched up. All there was in that room was me with my panties still on and that dildo.

I slowly took my panties off, caressing each leg with my fingertips as my panties fell to the floor. I could feel every little goosebump on my body. I jumped on my bed not wasting any more time. I took my daughter’s dildo in my hand and smelled it again. The scent of young pussy made me quiver with excitement. Was it Eva’s or Lily’s? Maybe both.

There were two options. Either shove the dildo straight in me and add my own juices to theirs so I could taste us all together, or shove it in my mouth and savor their juices alone. I shoved the dirty dildo in my mouth.

The taste was extraordinary. I’ll never forget how good it tasted. I sucked and slobbered over every inch of that dildo, getting everything that had been on it. It was almost time for my daughters to get home so I had to act quickly. I took the dildo out of my mouth and shoved right up my pussy with one push. I would never be the same after that, but at that moment I didn’t realize how much it would affect me.

As I shoved it up fast and hard into my pussy, I moaned out loud. Knowing I was the only one in the house, I even spoke aloud, desperately wanting to hear the things I was thinking with my own voice.

“Oh, you dirty little sluts. You’re as horny as your mother is. You like to fuck yourselves with nasty toys just like Mommy does. My daughters play with their pussies just like me!”

I fucked myself with the dildo my kids had somehow bought with the money they squirrelled aside from their part-time jobs. I imagined them making plans, discussing what sex toy to buy next, embarrassed to bring the thing to the counter of whatever store they found willing to sell fuck devices to minors. I plunged the dildo in and out of myself faster and faster. I thought about how giddy they must get when they finally get to bring one of their new purchases home. Do they fight over who gets to try it first? Does one have to leave the room while the other tests it out, or to they just masturbate openly in front of each other? I felt myself getting close. Or do they help each other?

I heard the front door open and close loudly. My daughters were home. “FUUUCK!”

I was so close, but I couldn’t let them catch me. They’d be furious if they knew I’d been snooping in their room. The problem was that I couldn’t stop. Against my better judgement, I went ahead and pounded my pussy as hard as I could with the dildo. I came so hard that I was physically drained. I could barely move, but I knew I had to. I quickly got up and hid the dildo under my pillow.

“Mom! We’re home!”

They’d know something was up if I didn’t greet them right away.

“Hold on, I’ll be down in a second!” My bedroom reeked of hot pussy. If they came up now, they’d know what I was doing. I wasn’t ready to deal with that – especially given the state I was in.

I grabbed my dressing gown from behind my door. It was the worst possible one I could’ve gotten. It was silk, and I was still so horny that my nipples were popping out of the nearly sheer fabric.

I went to the living room to welcome my daughters home. “Hey, girls, how was school today? Learn anything interesting?”

Both Eva and Lily responded with their usual non-committal shrugs.

“Hi, Mom. Yeah, just another normal day,” Eva said pretending not to notice my unusual attire as she went for the snack cabinet like she always did as soon as she got home from school. I had to suppress the urge to let her know it was anything but a normal day for me.

Lily wasn’t as subtle as her sister, and her gaze lingered on the way my stiff nipples protruded under my gown. “Yeah, nothing special for me either.”

After that it was just general chatting. This was cut short by Lily insisting that they should get to their room to change out of their uniforms. I gave them a head start, then sneaked along behind them and went to their door. I was shamefully trying to get a glimpse of their puffy, perky white tits and their petite curved little butts. I certainly wasn’t expecting to glimpse what I did.

As I peek into their room, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My eldest Eva was toying with her little sister’s ass. Lily was bent over the bed bare naked, and Eva was right behind her, grabbing and fingering her from behind. I didn’t know what was worse Eva sexually molesting her sister like that, or the fact that I was wishing I could join in. I was almost about to go in and “catch them in the act,” but held back. Instead, I got my phone and started to take a video. While I was filming them, I undid my robe and started touching myself as I watched Eva finger fucking Lily.

I came so much the hallway carpet beneath me was soaked, and both my inner thighs were dripping with the pussy juice that had been produced by Eva and Lily’s “adventure.” After I had cum, I had to lean against the wall to recover. I wasn’t able to hold the camera steady, but I could still heat everything that was happening.

“Take it, bitch,” Eva said, trying to keep her voice low. “That’s right, who’s my little fuck doll?”

“I am,” Lily whimpered. “Don’t stop. Harder!”

I couldn’t help it, I had to cum again. As my baby girl’s panting moans built to orgasm, I climaxed right along with her. This time it was even more intense than the others. I came so hard that I wasn’t able to stay entirely silent. Eva and Lily were suddenly quiet. I stood frozen outside their door, afraid to be caught spying on them, but afraid to move and give myself away. I waited and listened with my stomach in knots.

“Lily?” It was Eva’s voice. “Where’s the sparkly blue one? Did you take it?”

“No,” came Lily’s response. “But I think I know who did…”

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Rachael’s Response:

Oh, those naughty little minxes!

Yes, James, I had to smooth a lot of rough edges before posting this one, but it was well worth it. I try to tell everyone that even if you don’t think you can write that you can. It’s been said that, “If you can talk, you can write!” This is especially true for porn. If you can form a fantasy in your head, then all you have to do is put it on the page just like you’re telling me what you see. If it turns you on, then it will turn others on as well (despite the possibility of bad spelling and clunky grammar). What I admire is that you made the effort and are brave enough to share the result with all of us.

I adore the idea of my girls slowly building a secret stash of sex toys that they use on each other. As a mom, it’s my fondest goal for my daughters to not only get along, but to be best friends. How much better, therefore, would it be for them to be lovers (or at least sisters with benefits)?

I’ve already decided that I’m not going to make any efforts to hide my own dildos, vibrators, and butt plugs as my girls get older. If they want to snoop through my nightstand, I want them to find what they’re looking for straight away. I remember the thrill of my own anticipation of going through my parents’ bedroom looking for anything that hinted at sex. It was all such a mystery to me back then that I was desperate for something that could fill in any pieces of the adult puzzle I wasn’t allowed to know about. I hope my girls are as curious as I was, and I hope finding that their mom has a collection of rubber cocks she likes to fuck and little devices to buzz her clit with will turn them on as much as it does me.

Thanks for this story, James, it really fired my kinky imagination and had me wondering if my future will entail anything even close to this. But, now that you’ve got us all on the edges of our seats, you’re going to have to bring us with you to the next chapter of this depraved fantasy!

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4 thoughts on “Rachael and Her Daughters

  1. James what a very hot story. Rachel is so great in smothing out our rough edges. I will be waiting hope you do more .

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