Sisters & Daughters, Part 5A - The Picnic

by Buck

To my readers: This story is set only one year after Part 4. I’m slowing the story line down a bit. I decided it would be easier to give the stories a more definite time frame, so as you can see, this story takes place in June 2002. Consequently Part 1 was set in May 1995; Part 2 in June 1997; Part 3 in June 1999; Part 4 in July 2001. Also, this is the first part of Part 5. Part 5 became a little long so I broke it up into two parts. This is still written as a self contained story with Part 5B taking place a week after Part 5A. Enjoy!

Diane was lying on a beach towel, on her belly, on her lawn. She had removed her red bikini top, and was reading a romance novel while allowing the early June sun to warm her back. Her smooth skin was already a light brown to contrast with her dark brown hair which fell to below her shoulders. At 37 she was fit, toned, but age had started spreading her hips and sagging her large breasts that were now pinched between her chest and the beach towel.

She looked up when she caught her little sister Evelyn out of the corner of her eye. She was chasing her daughters around the yard with the garden hose, spraying them on the butt. “Keep that away from my book!” she called out to Evelyn.

Evelyn ignored her sister. She laughed and ran and jumped, in a blue bikini, like she was a teenager. At 33 she was built rather like a gymnast with visible muscles in her legs and arms small breasts and a rounded butt. Her long red hair, which was already wet, hung limply and dark, down to the center of her back.

Her older daughter Tammy looked like a younger version of herself. Tammy was fourteen and was the mirror image of Evelyn at fourteen, the same gymnast body, same long red hair, same pale skin covered in freckles that was sensitive to the sun. Tammy was even wearing a blue bikini like her mother. Tammy ducked behind the picnic table and Evelyn stepped up on the table top to spray her oldest daughter. When Evelyn squeezed the trigger nothing happened. Tammy stood and Evelyn turned. Both ran their eyes back along the hose to where it was attached to the spigot at the side of the house.

Evelyn’s youngest, Nicky, was crouching by the house, her hand still on the spigot. She smiled mischievously. Nicky looked almost nothing like her mother, but resembled her aunt Diane. Strangers often mistook Nicky for being Diane’s daughter. Nicky had just turned twelve, but she was already beginning to show signs of maturing. Puberty had added fat to her butt and had started growing beautiful breasts, ones that were larger than her older sister’s. She had skipped the training bra stage and had gone straight to an A cup.

Diane laughed aloud at her niece. “That was so great. One for the diary. Heading your mother ‘off at the pass.’”

Nicky stood up and walked over to her aunt. “What does that mean?”

“Never mind.” Diane rolled over, purposely giving her niece the grand view of her large breasts with fat brown nipples.

Nicky dropped to her knees and reached behind her neck to untie her rainbow colored bikini top. She pulled it away from her wet hair and dropped it to the ground. She cupped her small developing breasts in her hands and pinched her little brown nipples between her fingers. “When are mine going to be that big?” she asked innocently.

Diane smiled, and sitting up, cupped her own handfuls of breast fat. Imitating Nicky, she also pinched her nipples between her fingers. “Oh, honey, you have a few years before they get this big. And to tell you the truth, I wish mine were smaller, more like your Mommy’s little ones. These big things get heavy after a while.”

“Laura said that if someone plays with them a lot they get bigger. Is that true?” Nicky asked.

Diane chuckled. “I don’t know. Let’s see.” She let her breasts flop down and reached out to stroke the twelve year olds budding breasts. Nicky leaned into her aunt’s probing fingers. Diane massaged the youngster’s breasts and lightly pinched and pulled on her nipples. Nicky’s breathing came quicker as her bikini bottoms were getting damp.

“That feels so good, Aunt Diane. Please don’t stop.” She panted. “Please.” Diane’s hands left the little buds to take hold of Nicky’s ribs, pulling the girl on to her lap. Her lips found one erect brown nipple and then the other, first lightly kissing, then licking, and finally just sucking as hard as she could. After five minutes, Nicky moaned into Diane’s hair as she was brought to a shaking orgasm. Nicky lay still in Diane’s arms as she gently rocked the girl. Nicky always seemed to pass out for a few minutes when she had an orgasm. The better the orgasm, the longer she stayed unconscious.

When Nicky came to, she sat back on Diane’s towel and pulled her soaked bikini bottoms off exposing her near hairless pubic mound, then tried examining her own budding breasts. Her fingers tugged on her nipples trying to pull them up to her face. “Are they any bigger? Are they?”

“Careful, or you’ll pull them off,” Diane warned. Nicky immediately left go.

Diane and Nicky got to their feet realizing they hadn’t seen Evelyn or Tammy for a while. They didn’t have far to look. Tammy was completely naked, laying spread out on the picnic table. Evelyn, still wearing her bikini, had her face buried in her daughter’s sweet spot, licking like a maniac at her little red clitoris jutting out just below sparse red pubic hair. Her hands held her daughter’s butt cheeks to keep her from getting away. Tammy screamed, moaned, flayed her arms and legs around, and finally sat up when her mother pulled her lips and tongue away from her treasure. “That was great,” she sighed heavily. “Thanks Mom.”

Evelyn looked up at her sister, shrugged. “I had to make her wet somehow.” Everyone laughed.

Diane was looking thoughtful. “This gives me an idea,” she said to her sister. “We haven’t had a picnic yet this year.” The children screamed ‘yeah!’ and began to chant ‘picnic, picnic.’ “Go get showered and changed,” she told them, “It’s almost lunch time.”

When they had run into the house Evelyn said, “I’ll have to run into the store for cold cuts.”

“Let’s all go. I was thinking Evie, instead of having the picnic here, let’s go to the park.”

Evelyn jumped into her sister’s arms and kissed her hard on the mouth. “That’s why I love you. You have the best ideas.” She turned and almost ran into the house, pausing just long enough to pick up her children’s discarded bikini pieces.

At the grocery store the family was dressed in shorts, sandals, and tank tops, all except Evelyn who was still wearing her blue bikini top. Evelyn was in the lead while Diane pushed the cart and the girls were in between the adults. Evelyn ran into an old friend, almost literally. Evelyn was coming around one end of an aisle and bumped head first into a tall platinum blond teen. The girl was wearing a white tube top and cut off blue jeans. They were cut so high that the bottom of her front pockets extended down past the end of the shorts. Evelyn leaned back, looked the girl in the eye, then grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her into a hug. “Jane! How are you? We haven’t seen you for so long.”

Jane smiled and her whole face lit up. She was the sister of the children’s former babysitter Ashley, and was with Tammy and Nicky in Girl Scouts the year before. The others had referred to her as Plain Jane then because she was far from a beauty, but a year had changed a lot. Her face was rounder, her lips fuller. Her breasts were round and set high on her chest. Jane had her long pale blond hair tied back in a pony tail. Evelyn eyed her openly. “You’re looking good.”

The fifteen year old blond smiled again. “You too, Evie.” Jane hugged Evelyn again, feeling the hard points of Evelyn’s nipples through her bikini top against her own nipples pressed against her tube top. On impulse, Evie kissed the girl on the mouth. A mother with two young children eyed them suspiciously, but moved on.

By this time Diane, Tammy and Nicky had caught up with the two, and the teenagers pushed their mother out of the way to hug Jane too. Diane said, “Hey, Jane, we’re getting food for a picnic. Since no one has seen you for so long, do you want to join us? We’re going to the park.”

Jane pulled her cell phone from her back pocket. “I’ll call my Mom.”

The two women and three teenagers filled the cooler in the trunk of Diane’s car with fruit, veggies, cold cuts, and drinks, then piled in, the kids in the back seat. Jane sat in the middle of the back seat with Tammy to her left and Nicky to her right. Diane was in the driver’s seat.

Evelyn turned in her seat to address the teens. “The park’s only fifteen minutes away,” she said, “so behave yourselves. No monkey business.”

Jane rested her arms on the ledge of the rear window behind the heads of the younger girls. Nicky couldn’t keep her eyes off of Jane’s high round breasts outlined in the white tube top. Tammy placed her hand on Jane’s bare, smooth thigh right at the edge of the cut-offs. Nicky’s attention was drawn to a bead of sweat that ran down the side of Jane’s neck. She leaned in and licked the bead as it reached Jane’s collar bone. Lust overcame the twelve year old as her right hand clutched Jane’s left breast through the tube top and her lips and tongue began trailing kisses along Jane’s neck and ear. Jane just closed her eyes and let Nicky have her way with her.

Tammy began rubbing both of Jane’s thighs with both of her hands. She tried leaning down to kiss the warm, smooth thigh flesh, but couldn’t quite reach. Her fingers found the seat belt latch and unhooked the seat belt. Evelyn spun around at the sound. “Seat belts stay on,” she said sternly.

“Oh, Mom,” Tammy whined, as she reattached her seat belt. “I can’t reach right.”

“I said no monkey business, didn’t I?”

Nicky, from the other side of Jane, told her sister, “Here. You can reach these,” and yanked Jane’s tube top down exposing her round grapefruit size breasts to the air, and any motorist that passed by. Evelyn sighed resignedly as Tammy and Nicky both reached for their own cute breast to caress and kiss. Jane just leaned back and enjoyed the attention.

After a moments hesitation Evelyn’s left hand reached back between the bucket seats and massaged the fifteen year olds thighs. Her right hand started rubbing the crotch of her shorts. “If you can’t stop them, join them.”

“You’re as bad as the kids,” Diane told her sister with a shake of her head. “Get decent back there. I’m pulling into the parking lot.

The park was a laid out as a two acre rectangle with a line of oak trees on the west side and a line of pine trees on the north side. There was a swing set on the west side and picnic tables. On the un-shaded east side there was a macadam basketball court. The five females brought out the cooler and laid out the food. As they ate Diane and Evelyn looked around. There were only about a dozen other families or groups of people anywhere in the park. Evelyn pointed to a couple, man and woman, lying on a blanket fifty yards away making out. He had his hands inside her shirt and was roughly mauling her breasts. “That’s terrible. That poor girl. She is in desperate need of a woman’s gentle touch.”

“Why don’t you go tell her that?”

Evelyn just made a face at her sister.

After lunch Jane, Tammy, and Nicky went out into the center of the park to toss a Frisbee around. Diane sat on a blanket on the ground with her back against an oak tree. Evelyn sat between her legs and leaned back into her sister’s embrace. Diane’s breasts felt good against her back. They were partially shielded by a picnic table and felt able to relax and be themselves. Diane’s fingers playfully traced her sister’s nipples through the fabric of her bikini top. For the longest time they just sat there enjoying the bird song and the scents of the outdoors.

Evelyn broke the silence. “Di? Do you ever feel weird about our relationship?”

Diane didn’t hesitate. “No. Never.” Then, “Why? Why do you ask?”

“It’s just that everyone in this town knows that I’m your sister. That I came to stay with you seven years ago. We never date men. Someone must have figured it out by now.”

Diane was thoughtful for a few minutes. Her nose close to her sister’s hair, she breathed in the fruity scent of her shampoo. “I don’t care what others think. I love you. You’re my lover and my best friend. I wouldn’t change anything that we’ve done in the past seven years.”

Evelyn’s hands gently rubbed her sister’s thighs. “I love you too.” She quickly sat forward. “Is that who I think it is?” she pointed straight through the cross beams underneath the picnic table.

Peering through the cross beams of the table Diane was able to make out two feminine forms lying on a blanket, not more than thirty yards away. Their hands and mouths were all over each other, their legs entangled as they rolled back and forth on the blanket, first the brunet, then the blond on top. “Yep. That’s Demi’s mother and Angel’s mother. What are their names?”

“Samantha and Carolyn,” Evelyn said. “But, I don’t understand. Don’t they both have husbands?”

“Maybe it’s like you said, they just needed a feminine touch. They certainly are touching each other a lot.”

Evelyn and Diane knew Demi and Angelica from last year’s Girl Scouts and had met their mothers when they would drop them off or pick them up from the meetings.

As they spied on the two apparently bi-sexual women they saw the women’s daughters come running from the swing set area. They stood and watched their mothers for a while. The mothers stopped what they were doing. Samantha, the brunet and Demi’s mother, said something to the two thirteen year olds. They sat down on one end of the blanket and began kissing each other as well.

“They are making me so horny,” Evelyn whispered to her sister. “Do you think..?”

“Go for it. I’ll try to hide you.”

Diane pulled her knees up slightly to block the side view of Evelyn’s shorts. Evelyn’s fingers unsnapped her shorts, pulled down the zipper and reached inside to pet her vulva, finger her wet vagina, and rub her hard little clitoris. Diane’s fingers continued to massage her sister’s breasts through the fabric of her bikini top. As they watched, the two young teenage girls reached beneath each other’s shirts to rub bare skin. Their mothers right next to them were doing the same thing. Demi, the blond aggressor, suddenly pulled Angelica’s top off and threw it aside. A minute later Angelica did the same thing to Demi’s top. They clutched their narrow nearly flat chests against each other. Diane reached behind her, unsnapped her bra and pulled it out of the arm hole of her tank top. “That feels better.”

Jane, Tammy and Nicky came running over just as Evelyn climaxed, leaving a visible wet spot on her shorts. The scent of pussy joined the scent of flowers and pine in the air around them.

Jane dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving Evelyn’s face, as she watched the older woman come down from her high, her face slowly relaxing. Evelyn opened her eyes, saw Jane watching her, and without thinking of the consequences, pushed the tall blond down, pulled her tube top down, untied her own bikini top and mashed her breasts into the teenager’s as she began French kissing the girl.

Diane pulled her nieces down behind the picnic table, and quickly scanned the surrounding area. Four teenage boys were playing basketball at the far end, completely unaware of the five of them and what they were doing. Carolyn and Samantha and their daughters were also preoccupied. Diane pulled Tammy to her right side and Nicky to her left. “Okay, girls,” she whispered to them. “Be as quiet as you can.” They watched the show of Evelyn and Jane molesting each other, grinding their pubic mounds together. Diane lifted the hem of her tank top exposing her large breasts with the fat brown nipples. “One for each of you.” The sisters needed no further encouragement and went straight to work on their aunt. With her arms around her nieces, her hands opened her shorts and plunged down into her panties to caress her swollen clitoris and finger her vagina.

Fifteen minutes later, after three intense orgasms by three horny women, Diane and Evelyn slowly got to their feet. They readjusted their clothes, but couldn’t hide the wet spots on their shorts, or the hardened nipples visible through their tops. Tammy fell on her sister and began kissing and licking her neck, ears, and mouth. Her hands touched bare skin under her tank top. “Jane, I want you to stay here and be lookout,” Diane told the blond girl. “If you see anyone watching Tammy and Nicky, I want you to stop them immediately and the three of you get up and come over to us.”

“But where are you going?”

Diane took Evelyn’s hand. “We’re going to say hi to some old friends.”

Evelyn didn’t say anything, but watched Diane with awe, as they walked hand in hand over to where Carolyn and Samantha, and Demi and Angel were sitting on their blanket. As they walked closer they could see that Demi and Angel sat side by side clutching at each other still naked from the waist up. Their breasts were four egg shaped fat deposits topped with tiny red nipples. They were both tall and thin for their age and had similar haircuts, long and straight down to the center of their backs with bangs cut straight across their foreheads, Demi’s in golden blond, and Angel’s in strawberry red.

Behind them their mothers sat, their arms around each other in a similar fashion. Carolyn, Angel’s mother, was maybe an inch shorter than her daughter with short blond hair. She had a slight figure with B cup breasts whose nipples were poking against her tee shirt. Both women had visible wet spots at the crotch of their shorts.

Samantha, Demi’s mother, was a tall as most men, with long raven hair down to her shoulder blades. She was large in the hips and chest and looked like a certain warrior princess that was on television.

Both women were married with children, and to all appearances they were heterosexual. Diane and Evelyn had a secret, but now they discovered Carolyn and Samantha had a secret as well. When the mothers saw the approaching sisters they pushed away from each other, which only brought attention to the fact that they had been sitting exceptionally close.

Diane smiled. This was going to be so easy. “Hi! I thought that was you two. We were watching you from over there.” Her hand vaguely pointed in the direction that they had come from. “Carolyn and Samantha, right?”

Samantha stood. She met Diane’s gaze with piercing grey eyes. “Diane and Evelyn, from Girl Scouts. It’s nice to see you again. Please sit down.” The sisters sat near the thirteen year olds. Samantha sat closer to Carolyn.

“Hi Demon and Angel,” Evelyn said brightly, using their nicknames from Girl Scouts. “I see that you two are still joined at the hip.” The girls smiled uncertainly.

“So what’s new?” Diane asked the adults. The smell of pussy from six vaginas was almost overwhelming. Carolyn and Samantha tried to no avail to ignore the smell. “I know. Why don’t you tell me when you two decide to become lesbians. I knew that your daughters were hot for each other since last summer… and now I know where they got the idea.”

Carolyn’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. Her face grew red as she turned pleading eyes towards her lover. Samantha had a smug look on her face. “What do you want?”

“I was just wondering if your husbands know?”

“If you’re trying to blackmail us, it won’t work,” Samantha told her. “My husband knows all about it. He doesn’t care, as long as I save some pussy for him.”

“And if he gets to watch once in a while,” Carolyn blurted out. Samantha gave her a mean look. “Sorry.”

“I’m just teasing,” Diane told the women, with a warm smile. “I’ll never tell. I was just curious. You two should be more careful if you don’t want anyone to know.”

“What about your husband, Carolyn,” Evelyn asked. Does he know?”

Carolyn’s face relaxed visibly as she sighed. She shook her head with a chuckle. “He doesn’t have a clue.”

“Men can be so clueless,” Evelyn told her. “I know. I used to be married.” Evelyn turned all her attention to Carolyn. “If I tell you something can you keep it a secret? That way we both can keep each others’ secrets.” Carolyn nodded with no expression. Evelyn continued. “I’m a lesbian too. I wasn’t when I was married. At least I don’t think so. But now I don’t think I want anything from men anymore.”

Carolyn said, “I still want to have sex with my husband. And Samantha understands this, because it’s just sex. I need a penis. Deep inside me sometimes. I stay with George for financial reasons too.”

Samantha leaned in close and said confidentially to the two sisters, “I’ve been trying to break her from the penis habit…with a six inch dildo. You know, like nicotine gum for smokers. She’ll quit altogether one day.” Carolyn gave her a doubtful look. All four women were smiling at each other now in mutual understanding. Samantha turned to Diane. “So, how about you? How’s your sex life?”

Diane’s smile faded. “Why don’t I tell you all about it… say Saturday night? That was why we came over. We have a slumber party for the girls the first Saturday of every month. Would Angel and Demi like to come?”

“We could arrange that, I think,” Samantha said.

“And you two also. We would like you and Carolyn to come too. Then we can talk about things…maybe over cocktails?”

“Sure, why not,” Samantha said. We can come.”

“I’ll get George to watch the baby, and I’ll bring my Angel along,” Carolyn added.

“Good. Then it’s settled. Saturday night around seven.” Diane gave them her address, the women shook hands and Diane and Evelyn walked back to their picnic table.

As the sisters approached the table they found Jane and the girls under the picnic table. Jane’s tube top was down around her waist, her shorts were down around her knees, and she was lying on her right side watching the four boys shoot baskets at the far end of the park. Tammy was kissing Jane’s wet pussy and Nicky was sucking her hard pointy nipples.

“So much for our lookout,” Evelyn quipped.

“Let’s pack up and head home,” Diane suggested. Evelyn volunteered to drive.

Grumbling, the teenagers pulled their clothes back on and started packing up.

Thirty minutes later Evelyn pulled the car onto a dirt road outside of town. It had been an old coal breaker road to the abandoned coal mine. She stopped the car. “Kids get out for a while and stretch your legs. I want to talk to Diane for a minute.”

The teenagers got out and looked at the muddy road and all the trees and high grass. “Nobody could see us here,” Nicky said.

“I like the way you think,” Jane told her, and began kissing the younger girl on the mouth.

Inside the car, Evelyn asked her sister, “What do you have in mind for Saturday night?”

“I don’t have all the details in mind yet, but I was thinking about sharing our little secret.”

“Is that a good idea? I mean I thought that’s what you had in mind, but do we tell them about us? Sisters having sex! Being a lesbian is one thing, but having lesbian sex with your sister is another step. And what about them?” Evelyn looked out the back window. Jane had her tube top down again and she was making out with Nicky. Tammy had her top off and was trying to pull Nicky’s shorts down. “Do you really want to trust THAT secret with someone?”

Diane looked down at her lap. “I think sometimes that I just want to live out in the open. I don’t want there to be ANY secrets. I want the whole world to know that I make love to my sister AND my nieces.”

“Your UNDERAGE nieces, Di. You go to jail for that. Go directly to jail. Do not pass Go. Do not collect 200 dollars. JAIL Di!”

“I know, I know.” Diane looked back up, held her sisters eyes. “But I wish I could share this with someone. There’s a whole part of my life I can’t tell anyone about. It’s like I have to pretend it doesn’t exist. And it’s the most important part. When I’m out in public with you or the girls, I have to act differently. I just hate it so much.”

Evelyn’s fingers rubbed her sister’s shoulder, her arm, held her hand. “I do understand. I feel that way too sometimes. You saw how I was on the ride to the park.”

“And at the park with Jane. You attacked the poor girl.”

Evelyn looked out the back window again. Nicky was sucking on Jane’s breast while Tammy was licking Nicky’s ass cheeks. “She is sexy as hell.”

“Let’s just see what happens Saturday night,” Diane said.

They were both silent for a while. Evelyn said, “What if Samantha and Carolyn can’t tell anyone else.”

“Why?”

“What if they have the same…problem?”

“You mean..?”

“Angel and Demi are rather cute. I don’t know how their mothers resisted them this long. Especially with the way they act. Going topless in public, kissing each other all the time, rolling around on the ground.”

Diane smiled. “I like the way you think, Evie. We’ll just have to trick Samantha and Carolyn into making love to their daughters. With us as witnesses.” She kissed her sister hard on the mouth. “Let’s get the girls back in the car.”

The girls were gone from view. Diane and Evelyn jumped from the car, not bothering to close the doors, and began calling for them. Immediately the teens responded. They were up the road a piece way beyond a bend in the road. Diane and Evelyn jogged up the road, and found them in a small clearing with a weather worn picnic table. On the far end of the clearing was a narrow dirt path through the woods which led down to a small lake. “I remember now,” Evelyn said. “That’s why I turned off here. My old boyfriend used to drive us out here to have sex in his car. This land belongs to the coal company, but nobody uses it anymore for anything.”

“Can we eat supper here?” Tammy asked. After little discussion it was decided. Diane brought the car up the road to the picnic table and they unloaded the cooler to eat the leftovers from lunch. Jane called her mother on her cell phone to tell her she wouldn’t be home for supper.

When they had finished off almost all the food, and packed the cooler back in the trunk, Diane made an announcement. “I want you all to know that I’m glad you all had some fun today, but I think that you all had more fun than me. I only had one orgasm today, and it was self inflicted. I think I’m owed a few more.”

The others agreed and began pulling Diane’s clothes off. Evelyn laid a blanket on the top of the splintery picnic table and helped Diane crawl up on top. While Diane was still on her hands and knees, Evelyn started kissing and licking her broad ass cheeks. Tammy pulled her aunt’s sandal off and began sucking on her big toe. Jane at the other end of the table began kissing Diane on the mouth, and Nicky, ever the breast girl, crawled under her aunt to start sucking on the breasts that hung down from Diane’s chest.

Tammy began trailing wet kisses up her aunt’s calf, thigh, and ass cheeks to join her mother in licking and kissing the ass flesh. Evelyn’s fingers were wandering south and were soon rubbing her sister’s pussy lips and bumping against her clit. Her fingers became wet almost instantly and Evelyn worked a couple of fingers inside. Tammy continued kissing Diane’s back and up to her neck, crawling up on the table to her right side.

Nicky continued to suck one large brown nipple while her fingers played with the other, pulling and twisting it. Nicky’s one hand shot down to her little clit and began rubbing it. Her hand was brushed away by Jane as the older teen started using her hands on little Nicky’s moist spot. Tammy came around to take Jane’s place kissing Diane on the mouth, her hands cupping her face. Jane moved down, got off the end of the table and spread Nicky’s thighs. Her mouth teased the girl for a minute trailing kisses up one thigh and then down the other, until finally concentrating on Nicky’s vagina lips and clitoris.

Evelyn was now sawing three fingers in and out of he sister’s sopping vagina while the fingers of her other hand caressed and teased Diane’s enlarged clit. Diane’s body shook from a number of mini orgasms and she rolled on the blanket coming to rest on her back. Evelyn wasted no time spreading her sister’s thighs and diving in face first. She went wild with her tongue and Diane was soon moaning on her way to a real senses shattering orgasm. Nicky and Tammy came off the table to stand on the attached benches and each grabbed a breast and began sucking Diane’s large brown nipples. Jane came back up on the table to kiss Diane upside down from above her, their tongues licking all over lips, chins, and cheeks. Jane began to lick the side of Diane’s neck. Diane reached up to run her fingers through Jane’s platinum hair and reached down with her other hand to hold Evelyn’s head in place. Evelyn’s fingers soon came back to push their way into Diane again while her tongue concentrated on her sister’s clitoris.

Diane screeched in a body shaking orgasm.

Nicky said, “Today’s picnic was the best picnic we ever had!”

To be continued, of course.