Melinda + Kendra + Jackie + Jess

by Chrestomathist

Jackie held her 10-year-old sister Jess' naked body close and kissed her tenderly, barely any tongue, one hand behind her head and one caressing her nakedness, now cupping her tiny ass, now encircling her and cuddling her closer. Jess' eyes were closed and mouth open as if transfixed, her own hands and arms fell languidly at her side, and she let her 14-year-old naked sister kiss and caress her, and she tried to decide if it felt good or if it was wrong and... shouldn't feel as good as it did.

The conversation had gone something like this.

I want to practice something on you, said Jackie.

Practice what? asked Jess.

Do you love me?

Yeah.

I love you, too.

Ok...

You know Kendra?

Yeah.

Ok, well, she and I are... doing stuff.

What kind of stuff?

Sexy stuff.

You're both girls!

But I love Kendra, and she loves me.

Eww.

Jessica! Girls can love each other. You just said you love me.

That's different.

I don't think it is. Can you keep a secret?

Yeah.

I'm serious, you can't tell ANYBODY this.

Ok.

Kendra and her mom do sexy stuff, too.

Eww!

It's ok! Just when you do sexy stuff with someone in your family, you... can't talk about it. To ANYONE.

How come you know?

I just do. Kendra and I love each other and she told me.

Why did you tell me?

Because I want to practice something with you.

Sexy stuff?

Would that be ok?

You mean kissing?

Well... some kissing, yeah.

What else?

I want to touch and kiss you... down there.

Kiss me down there?

Yes!

Is that part of sexy stuff?

A BIG part.

Nobody's sposed to touch me down there.

That's strangers, silly. You're just helping me practice.

Do you want me to do it to you?

You don't have to, honey. But you can if you want to.

I don't know if I want to.

You don't have to decide now. Can I practice with you?

What do I do?

First of all, we have to be REALLY QUIET.

And from there Jess had taken her PJs off and Jackie had taken her clothes off, and they'd gotten under the covers of Jackie's bed together, and since Jess knew that kissing was part of sexy stuff, Jackie thought she would start there. She could always use some practice kissing, too. So she held her sister's tiny naked body to her and kissed her, not ravenously, nothing that would scare her, just nice, loving, but "sexy stuff" kisses.

You can kiss back if you want, Jess.

I don't know how.

Just do what I do.

So Jess did, sliding her lips and smooching and nipping her lips over her sister's, and soon, tongues just barely, tentatively came together, and after many minutes, Jess' arms went around her sister, and Jackie knew she was doing it right, making Jess respond. She felt a thrill that made her more adventurous. Breaking the kiss briefly, she told her sister to touch her boobs, and her own fingers brushed Jess's right nipple. Jess inhaled sharply through her nose, then sighed, and cupped and caressed Jackie's small, round left breast. Jess began to wriggle in her sister's embrace, and Jackie reached behind her and kneaded her little rear end, making her wriggle more.

Is this what you and Kendra do?

Yep.

What else do you do?

A fair question, thought Jackie, and one that deserved an honest answer. Instinctively she turned over on her back and brought her little sister up on top of her, maneuvering her so her cunny was on her leg. She kissed her more passionately, then, and the wriggling little girl responded, humping her big sister's leg, tiny, hairless pussy leaving a moist trail on her thigh. Jess was breathing raggedly, now, and Jackie shushed her and grabbed her rear end and helped her fuck her leg.

We make each other feel good down there.

Like... this... ?

Sometimes.

Jackie wiped Jess's brow. Her mousy, straight hair was back in a ponytail, and her sister's caresses had some stray strands sticking out. Her eyes were slits, and Jackie looked at her adorable face, this little girl she had barely paid attention to since becoming a teenager, and she wanted to see her face when she came for the first time. She felt powerful and... expert, with this little girl in her arms.

She sat up, and as she did so Jess slid off her leg and whimpered, but Jackie shushed her again and beckoned her sister into her lap. Jess settled in and the two naked sisters kissed again, and now Jackie's fingers played over her sister's pussy, this little, tight, slick thing, and she began to frig her. Jess mmph'ed and mmph'ed into her sister's mouth as she climbed toward orgasm.

Suddenly Jess yanked her face away from her sister's and shrieked, thankfully in a raspy whisper/whimper, "Jackie! Stop! Stop, please!" Jackie hesitated briefly but knew instinctively it was just her sister's fear of her first welling orgasm, fear of the unknown, powerful sensation. With her free hand she smoothed her sister's face lovingly and told her it was ok, this was gonna feel REALLY good, just let yourself feel it, it's ok, I would never hurt you, Jess...

And the 10-year-old's eyes were wide and her mouth in an 'o' and she felt like her body was being swept by a huge wave in the ocean, and she locked eyes with her sister and Jackie reassured her with a look, and so Jess let go and squeezed her eyes shut and growled. Jackie shushed her and clamped her lips over her sister's as Jess came, and she came so hard and for so long.

Oh, baby... oh, sweeitie... Jess, you're so beautiful...

Is that... what you and... Kendra do?

Yes. We do that lots.

I wanna do more!

I'm so glad, sweetheart.

And they kissed again, Jess more hungrily, equating kissing with the beginning of orgasm and wanting to get back there. This time Jackie pulled away with a smack and held up a finger to her sister's lips. Remember how I wanted to practice kissing you down there? she asked, and Jess nodded and wriggled, and Jackie rolled her over so she was on her back, and had her spread her skinny, pre-teen legs wide, and Jackie grabbed Jess' rear end and began licking and manipulating her sister's pussy with her tongue, and Jess was whispering "oh, gosh! Oh, gosh!" over and over, till another orgasm built and she grabbed a pillow and put it over her face and growled again, legs kicking and Jackie had to hold them down as she licked and licked.

Now Jess seemed deflated, but glowing, with sheer exhaustion, and Jackie sidled up to her and smiled at her lovingly, and thanked her, and said, have you decided if you want to do it to me? And Jess said she wanted to do it to her with her hand first, and Jackie said that was fine, because she understood that it seemed strange and scary, putting your face on someone else's cunny. Jess grabbed her sister behind her head and pulled her into a kiss, and her hand strayed down toward her sister's pussy, and she stopped suddenly and looked at Jackie almost frightened, and Jackie was concerned then realized: You're tasing your own pussy juices on my face! Jess said Eww! despite herself but smiled broadly, and they kissed some more and Jess' hand massaged her sister's cunt, and Jackie thought that her sister needed a lot of practice herself but after bringing her 10- year-old little sister to her first two orgasms she didn't need an expert, and she let go the way she'd told Jess to and soon enough she was flooded by her own orgasm. Jess watched her sister's face in wonder and even shushed Jackie when she moaned too loudly. When she was done they kissed again and Jess nuzzled the top of her head between Jackie's head and shoulder, and they lay there recovering.

Jackie practiced more that night and Jess even did work up the courage to put her face, lips and tongue on Jackie's pussy, but they were both learning together and they decided what they enjoyed most was Jackie laying on her back and holding Jess to her as they wriggled their pussies together. As their pleasure mounted they would reach in and play over each other's pussies with their hands, sliding apart so they were side by side and bringing each other off. They did that twice. By one in the morning, Jess was asleep, naked in her sister's arms, and Jackie was too wired to sleep but felt great about her practice.

* * *

That very evening Melinda and Kendra were also naked in each other's arms, recovering from making each other come multiple times, and mother stroked her daughter's hair lovingly and said, I'm a little worried.

What are you worried about, mom?

This isn't a healthy, normal relationship.

You don't KNOW that. Are we the only mother and daughter ever to have sex? Doubtful.

Honey, it's not. Normal.

So what if it isn't? I don't care, and I don't see why you do.

Honey, I care because, first of all, we could get in a lot of trouble. I could get in a lot of trouble.

I'm not gonna tell anyone, and neither is Jackie.

Still. I'm worried.

Mom...

You and Jackie are the same age! At one time society would have looked at you and been disgusted, but now, the fact that you're two young lovers won't hardly faze anybody. But they'd sure be fazed if they knew about us. Or me and Jackie.

Mom... this is stupid. I like having sex with you. So does Jackie. If you can't handle that, then fine, but don't say you're worried about me. I'm not the one with a problem.

And Kendra had stalked off to her own bedroom with that, leaving her mother regretting ever saying a word, and worried -- on top of everything else -- that she might have lost her daughter's trust. And affection. Damn it, she was worried that her daughter wouldn't have sex with her anymore.

What kind of person did that make her? She wondered.

* * *

It turned out that Kendra was, as her mother knew, simply a girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, and their new relationship didn't change that much during the next week. They still cuddled and stroked and kissed one another on the couch in front of the TV. They still had sex, once in Melinda's bed and once, for the first time, in Kendra's, the sheer teenager-i-ness of their surroundings making Melinda even hotter for her partner.

And yet Kendra told Jackie she wanted to spend Friday night at Jackie's house. This struck Jackie as strange, since at Kendra's they could have all the athletic, noisy sex they wanted, while at Jackie's they would have to be discreet. Maybe Kendra liked that idea. Jackie was also troubled because unlike Kendra, she didn't get to spend any time with Melinda during the week. But she arranged it with her parents, and the school week dragged, as it had the previous week for Jackie.

Jackie and Jess didn't do anything else during the week. The freedom to stay awake on a Saturday night wasn't there during a school week, and also, Jackie was a little conflicted over what she and Jess had done. She couldn't wait to show Kendra the results of her practice on her sister, but she didn't mention what had happened, and didn't intend to. Certainly Kendra couldn't condemn her for having incestual sex, but with a 10-year-old? Fortunately Jess seemed unaffected by Saturday night's events, and wasn't talking about it.

Thursday brought a flurry of activity in Jackie's house, and she soon learned why. Her aunt had had her baby, a couple weeks early, and her mom was going to drive the four hours to her house Friday night to see her new niece and to help out. Her dad was going because Aunt Rhianna was a single mom and her mom volunteered her dad to help babyproof the house and do some handyman-like chores and repairs over the weekend. The plan was to take the girls, but Jackie could stay overnight at Kendra's if Kendra's mom didn't mind.

Kendra's mom didn't mind.

As for Jess, she became belligerent and insisted she didn't want to go. She argued that she could stay with Jackie at Kendra's, which seemed like too much of an imposition to their mom, and the answer was no. After having arranged for herself to stay the weekend at Kendra's, Jackie called Kendra back to let her know what was going on.

"Bring her," Kendra said, simply and directly, like Kendra.

"Are you out of your mind?" Jackie whispered into the phone, even though she was in no danger of being overheard. "How are we supposed to... you know... "

"I think we'll be able to you-know," Kendra said. "My mom can watch Jess."

This seemed strange to Jackie, who wanted to spend time with Melinda as well as Kendra, but after all, Jess wouldn't be awake all night, and she thrilled to the idea that Kendra wanted to spend time with just her, without her mom. Her sexual desire for Kendra's mother was unabated, but she loved Kendra, loved her desperately, and given a choice between the two of them, it would be Kendra every time. She told Kendra to ask her mom, and if she said ok, she'd put her mom on the phone with Melinda to confirm.

Melinda was deflated by Kendra's suggestion that Jess spend the weekend, too, because she knew full well it wasn't because Kendra was volunteering to watch her, it was because she wanted her, Melinda, to do it, and thereby leave Kendra and Jackie alone. But she wasn't surprised, after their conversation Saturday night, and she also couldn't see a way to plausibly say no, I don't want your 10-year- old, only your delectable 14-year-old whom I'm sleeping with on weekends, so she agreed. A conversation between Melinda and Mrs. Allen confirmed the plans, and Jess got her wish.

Friday night brought Jackie and Jess, and $30 from the Allens for Friday night pizza. The four hung out together and waited, Kendra and Jackie impatiently, till the pizza arrived, then the two teenagers inhaled their food and excused themselves to Kendra's bedroom, leaving Melinda and Jess and two pizza boxes in the living room.

Jess seemed shy, and also put upon that her sister had left her with the adult. Melinda was put upon, too, for what she reasonably gathered was a different reason. Melinda put on one of the DVDs that Jess had brought in her Hannah Montana backpack, the Powerpuff Girls movie (Melinda guessed, correctly, that it had originally been Jackie's movie), and entered babysitting mode.

So how's fifth grade?

It's ok.

You have lots of friends, I bet.

Yeah.

Well. I'm gonna clean this all up and put some dishes in the dishwasher, do you want anything? Are you ok for a bit?

Yeah.

Melinda removed all traces of Friday night pizza and lingered in the kitchen, only hearing the squeaky voices of the Powerpuff Girls from the living room when she strained to hear any noise coming from upstairs. After a few minutes she returned to the living room to find Jess had moved to her Laz-E-Boy from the couch. Melinda was momentarily troubled, because Jess had never struck her as the kind of kid to just go sit somewhere someone else was sitting, but she shrugged it off and went to sit on the couch.

Jess, mesmerized by the movie, didn't notice at first, but when she did, she scampered upright and said, you can still sit here if you want.

That's ok, honey, if you're comfortable I'll sit here.

You can sit here WITH me.

That's ok, sweetheart.

And the movie continued, and Melinda, who had seen it several dozen times, found her mind wandering inevitably to what was going on upstairs. Her two fourteen year old lovers were probably entwined together, bringing each other off, giggling and cooing and whispering conspiratorially to each other. Excluding her. Because she was old, and a worry wart. A cloud formed over her head, which was dissipated by a little girl plopping down on the couch next to her.

You really can sit there, honey, I don't mind.

I want to sit with you.

Melinda thought that was sweet.

Well then, let's both sit in the chair.

Jess nodded vigorously, and followed her to the chair, and they squeezed into it beside one another.

Jess was discreet, and hadn't breathed a word about what Jackie had told her or what they had done together to anyone, but Jess was also upset at being left out, when she had turned in such a brilliant performance to be able to stay with Jackie for the weekend instead of going to Aunt Rhianna's. So she mustered her courage and said to Melinda, do you think Jackie and Kendra are doing sexy stuff upstairs?

Melinda's mouth hung open and she turned red. I don't know what you mean, sweetheart, she stammered.

Jackie and Kendra love each other and they do sexy stuff. Jackie said you and Kendra do sexy stuff, too.

Melinda was struck dumb.

Me and Jackie did sexy stuff last weekend, too. I'm really good at it.

...

And the little girl beside her in the easy chair was wriggling her little butt, flush with "sexy" thoughts, and she said, I'm gonna go upstairs and see, and she started to get up from the chair.

No! Honey, no, don't go up there, Melinda said, panicked, and grabbed the little girl and yanked her back toward the chair, at which time Jess spun around and fell against -- into -- Melinda, then scrabbled up to straddle Melinda's lap.

It's ok, she whispered, I know you're not supposed to talk about doing sexy stuff. I'm only telling you because I know you do sexy stuff, too. And the little girl was almost imperceptibly bobbing back and forth, her crotch rubbing against Melinda's belly. Melinda shuddered, flushed red and confused, and laid her hands on the little girl's sides to steady her.

Are you... really good at sexy stuff?

Jess beamed. REAL good! I make Jackie OR-gasm!

Melinda's head swum. I make Jackie OR-gasm too, she thought but did not say, and the question what kind of person she was became even more complicated. God help me, she thought, what's next, a toddler?

I bet you do, Melinda said shakily. Does she make you orgasm? Jess nodded again, humping a little faster on Melinda's lap. Melinda lifted her off her and scooted her till she was sitting on Melinda's knees. Jess, would you like to do sexy stuff with me? Another, even more vigorous nod. Then here, take these off... and Jess dismounted and peeled her clothes off, and Melinda, heaven help her, took her top off, then undid her jeans, and by then the little naked 10-year- old was back on her, her naked form so tiny in Melinda's arms.

Jess smirked at her and said, watch THIS! And she engulfed Melinda's right nipple in her mouth and sucked on her tit, and Melinda was overcome with self-loathing and lust. For Jess' part, Melinda's full, 35-year-old, mother's boobies were revelations after her sister's little hills. She sucked with abandon, flicking her tongue on the nipple like Jackie liked her to do, till the tit was all smeared with saliva.

Oh, sweetie, you do that really good...

I told you!

And little Jess scrabbled up and leant in to kiss Melinda, and their lips met, and Melinda was tentative at first, but Jess loved kissing so and was!! very good at it, and woman and girl made out like lovers as they sank together into the Laz-E-Boy. Mojo Jojo said something in the background that reminded Melinda of the incongruity of what she was doing. Into which circle of hell do you go for making out with a 10-year-old girl while watching the Powerpuff Girls?

Before long Jess' tiny, wet slit was humping Melinda's jeans leg again, and Melinda grabbed her tiny rear end and ground her harder into her thigh, and Jess' back arched and she sucked in breath. Melinda kissed and licked the girl's ear, neck and shoulder, then her mouth again, then she thought she would show HER how good SHE was at sexy stuff, and she slipped a hand down to the little girl's pussy and stroked, and Jess squeaked adorably, and her hand found its way under Melinda's panties, and Melinda's eyes went wide, and 35-year- old mother and ten year old little girl frigged each other and gobbled each others' mouths and tongues and mmph'ed and moaned in each others' mouths.

Jess went taut and let out a staccato "oh... oh... oh" and came from Melinda's expert fingers, and she looked so adorable and... edible, and Melinda rocked her own pussy against the girl's hand. As Jess' OR-gasm receded, she removed her hand and smirked at Melinda's surprised look, then got down on her knees in front of the Laz-E-Boy and pulled down Melinda's panties and buried her little face in her cunt. Sparks flew, and Melinda felt like she was going to pee, melt and scream, all at once. Jess' inexpert tongue was nothing like her daughter's, or Jackie's, but the evil delight she felt in ravaging and being ravaged by this little girl drove her to heights of orgasm she hadn't known existed. She shuddered and shook and whined and pushed Jess' face hard into her crotch, fucked that little face, and as she came down, thought for a moment that if anyone touched her she would explode like fireworks.

It turns out that that didn't happen, as Jess mounted her lap again, grinning, with a sticky, shiny face, and nuzzled her head into the crook of Melinda's neck. They rocked together in the Laz-E-Boy while Melinda got a grip and said, my goodness, Jessica Allen. You really are good at sexy stuff. Look what you did with only half my clothes off! Jess giggled and smacked her lips, the taste of Melinda's come all over them.

Melinda rose from the chair, her little girl-lover in her arms, questions about who she was and what was right remaining seated, as she carried her little bride to her bedroom. She locked the door. She wondered if this meant they could join the girls upstairs eventually. Eventually, but not until she'd had some more time to herself with little Jess.