Mother and her two daughters

Wang Ying and Wang Chong are sisters. Living with their parents, they were inseparable. Despite being four years apart, they seemed to have endless things to talk about and endless fun to share. Over the years, they never envied each other; although there were occasional arguments, they were limited to trivial matters. This was something their mother, Lin Lin, was very proud of. The family had always been very close, especially after Lin Lin's husband passed away when Wang Ying was only eighteen. Although life was difficult during that time, the three of them persevered. Three years passed, Wang Ying had just turned nineteen, and Wang Chong was almost eighteen. For Wang Chong, this was the most crucial period of her adolescence; she had so many questions to answer. Although when her older sister, who worked with their mother, came home, the two sisters would have many secret conversations, lately Wang Chong found herself confused about life, especially about the opposite sex and her future. She was always searching for answers. On Saturday nights, Wang Chong always came home earlier than her mother and sister. Lin Lin and Wang Ying worked at a vegetable shop. They were both very hardworking, and their mother-daughter chemistry made them well-liked by everyone in the shop. When the mother and daughters arrived home, Wang Chong was watching TV. She noticed they both looked very tired, but still incredibly beautiful and charming—probably due to genetics. Of course, the two sisters resembled Lin Lin; she was forty, but looked only in her early thirties. She had a very full figure, yet didn't appear overweight at all. Wang Ying was slightly shorter than her mother, and like her sister, had a delicate face and fair skin, but she already possessed a curvaceous figure. The three of them cooked together and sat down to eat and chat. "How was today?" Wang Chong asked about work. Wang Ying quickly replied, "It was so hot today! Mom and I were drenched in sweat, and in the end, we were down to just our tank tops..." "Then you've given the shop staff a real treat," Wang Chong said with a smile. Lin Lin stood up, stretched, and gently patted Wang Chong's head, saying, "You're talking nonsense again." She paused, then walked towards the bathroom, saying, "I'm going to take a shower, Chong. I know you still have homework to do." "Okay, Mom's got it," Wang Chong replied, making a face at Wang Ying. The two sisters always slept in a bunk bed. It was already eight o'clock, and everyone had relaxed. Wang Chong had just finished his English homework and peeked out to talk to his sister on the top bunk. Wang Ying was lying on the bed reading, her long, black hair spread across her white t-shirt, and below were black leggings that outlined her alluring curves. Wang Chong had secretly looked at her sister many times, and she found herself confused, attracted to her sister. This attraction wasn't from her makeup or pretty clothes, but from her sister's body. Her gaze followed her sister's long hair down, from her rounded buttocks to her long, muscular legs; Wang Chong could feel the muscles undulating. Wang Chong felt a surge of heat spreading throughout her body. She dared not look any longer; the sensation between her legs was unbearable. She quietly retreated to her corner and slipped out of the room. Wang Ying remained silent, continuing to read her book. Wang Chong in the hallway was a complete mess. Her heart pounded, and her ears rang. She took several deep breaths, trying to banish the image of her sister's body from her mind. She had never imagined looking at a woman's body like this, especially her sister's. "This is wrong, I can't go on like this," she thought, rushing into the bathroom, turning on the tap, and splashing the cold water on her face. "Xiao Chong, what's wrong?" Her mother's voice startled Wang Chong. She turned her head and saw her mother soaking in the bathtub, watching her—a rare sight, especially in this atmosphere. The girl stammered, "I...I," then, a sudden thought struck her, "I'm a little dizzy. I just finished my homework." Lin Lin brushed the hair from her forehead. Noticing her daughter's gaze fixed on her naked body, she smiled and said, "Then close the door, it's too cold." Wang Chong's mind went blank. She hurriedly closed the door and knocked over the clothes rack beside it. Her mother's voice came from behind, "Look at you, you're dizzy. Come here, let Mom see if you're sick?" Wang Chong obediently went over and sat down by the bathtub. Lin Lin raised a wet hand and smoothed her daughter's messy short hair, asking softly, "Is something bothering you?" Wang Chong just wanted to escape. She saw her mother's beautiful and caring face, and the soap bubbles dripping down her full breasts. She subconsciously memorized the shape of her mother's breasts, like two round islands floating on the water. The glistening water droplets on her breasts and the firm, purplish-red nipples only made Wang Chong more uneasy. Her gaze quickly swept to her mother's lower body. Through the somewhat murky water, she saw her mother's waist, and below that, a thick patch of dark hair obscured that mysterious area. Wang Chong turned her face away to the right, only to see her mother's beautiful long legs bent above the water, glistening water droplets flowing from her snow-white skin. Intuitively, Lin Lin sensed that her daughter's unease stemmed from seeing her naked body. She smiled and lovingly stroked her daughter's hair. "Xiao Chong," she comforted her daughter, "you've seen your mother naked many times already." Lin Lin thought that her daughter was growing up and might be starting to think about things between men and women. Wang Chong didn't know what to say. Her mother had sensed her thoughts, and she couldn't escape anymore. Lin Lin knew that her daughter needed to have some understanding of sex, otherwise she would suffer in the future. She thought that perhaps she could alleviate her daughter's confusion by sharing some things that women share. Lin Lin glanced down at her own breasts, then looked at her daughter's breasts bulging under her vest and said, "You know, your breasts are the same size as your mother's back then. When you grow up and have children, they'll get even bigger." Wang Chong was a little surprised, but not as nervous as before. Her mother understood her feelings, and she felt a sense of security. She looked at her own breasts, squeezed them with her hands, and said, "Do you think so?" Her gaze then shifted to her mother's breasts. To prove herself, Lin Lin moved her hand from her daughter's head to her chest, covering her breasts, and said, "Yes, the same size." Wang Chong felt a tingling sensation and closed her eyes. Lin Lin suddenly felt this was wrong and withdrew her hand, but she also felt a strange sensation spreading from between her legs throughout her body. This sensation made her involuntarily reach out to her daughter again. Lin Lin's hands gently kneaded her daughter's breasts, occasionally flicking the small nipple with her index finger. Wang Chong was already in another world; she closed her eyes, enjoying this completely new feeling. "Boys will touch you here from now on, Xiao Chong, does it feel good?" Lin Lin's voice seemed to come from afar. Wang Chong felt as if she were floating on clouds, pressing her mother's hand tightly against her chest. Lin Lin knew she had gone a bit too far, but she didn't stop. Closing her eyes, she began to use her fingers to feel her daughter's soft breasts, while her legs gently swayed, letting the warm water massage her. Wang Chong let out a soft groan, startling the mother and daughter awake. They opened their eyes simultaneously. Lin Lin felt her daughter's hand relax, and she withdrew her own. For a long while, neither of them dared to look at the other's face. Lin Lin could hardly believe what she had just done—this was incest! But she tried to justify herself; perhaps it was to satisfy her daughter's desire. Wasn't this what a mother should do? Of course, she couldn't deny that touching her daughter's warm, soft breasts had aroused a strong sexual urge. The same thoughts echoed in Wang Chong's mind. The deepest secret of her soul had been exposed by what had just happened, and she was now completely controlled by desire. "Mom, I...can I touch you?" The girl's voice was full of shyness and anticipation. Lin Lin hesitated for a moment, then sat up straight in the bathtub. Wang Chong noticed that her mother was even more beautiful than before. From her neck down, her wet body glistened, and the end of her ponytail draped alluringly over her shoulder. Her gaze was fixed on her breasts, which were much larger than her own, full and firm, looking heavy, but not sagging. In the center of the deep red areolas, the size of copper coins, were firm nipples. A crystal-clear drop of water slid down Lin Lin's neck, flowing down her deep cleavage and into the bathtub. She quietly looked at her daughter's pure face, waiting for her touch. Wang Chong shifted her position, moving closer to her mother, and placed her slightly trembling hands on Lin Lin's breasts. Her palms pressed against her mother's nipples, while her fingers felt the fullness of the breast edges. Wang Chong's hands moved slowly, sometimes kneading, sometimes grasping, sometimes pressing, her entire being seemingly consumed by her mother's warm, soft flesh. Lin Lin watched her daughter massage her breasts, then noticed the satisfied expression on her daughter's face. For the first time, she felt a sense of accomplishment as a mother, and at the same time, another feeling began to grow—the feeling of womanhood. The increasing heat between her legs excited Wang Chong even more; her panties were already soaked, sticking there uncomfortably. She cupped her mother's breasts with her palms, while her thumbs rubbed the nipples back and forth. After a while, she covered them, pressing them upwards in a heart shape until her fingers touched. Finally, her hands were wet. She withdrew her hands, while...While rubbing her breasts, she smiled smugly and said, "Mom, your breasts are so nice, so soft and big." Lin Lin laughed, "They should be like this," she patted her daughter's hand, and continued, "This is our little secret. Now, let Mom finish her bath, and you should go to sleep too." "But what time is it?" Wang Chong muttered, standing up with some regret and walking towards the door. She paused, then turned back and asked, "Mom... when you touched me, did you feel anything?" Lin Lin didn't know what to say; her genitals were still recovering. She could only say, "Go on, we'll talk about it later." Wang Chong finally left. Wang Ying didn't know what was wrong with her sister, only that her sister's expression was strange when she returned. She asked Wang Chong, because she always thought her sister protected her, but her sister silently crawled into the lower bunk. Wang Ying jumped off the bed and saw her sister lying there, staring blankly at the ceiling. She knew her sister must have something on her mind. "Do you want to tell me?" she asked softly. Wang Chong looked at her, forced a smile, and said, "It's nothing, um, maybe later." Wang Ying knew she wouldn't get any answers, so she touched her sister's arm and said, "Okay, anytime is fine." Then she went back to bed to read. Wang Chong lay there, her mind racing. She could no longer look at her sister the way she used to. In the short ten seconds her sister had been down, she had already scanned Wang Ying's entire body with a new gaze. Her sister's touch sent a shiver through her. Suddenly, she began to imagine Wang Ying undressing—not just changing clothes, but completely naked, with Wang Chong sitting beside her watching. Then she remembered her mother touching her breasts as she removed her undershirt from behind. Slowly, sleepiness overtook her. Wang Chong suddenly woke up from her dream. She glanced at the clock; it was three o'clock. The room was unusually dark; she could hear her sister's deep breathing. Lin Lin couldn't sleep. The events of the night kept flashing before her eyes; too many thoughts prevented her from calming down. Was it right to touch her daughter like this? Perhaps she was more confused than before. Then I let her touch my breasts, and she actually got excited. Am I a lesbian? Oh well, who cares? Why can't I just do what I want? Because you shouldn't touch your daughter's breasts, and she shouldn't either. But why not? When she touched me, I felt our emotions were so close, a rare connection between mother and daughter. Her body was so young, and it felt so wonderful. I knew she was only eighteen, innocent and pure, yet her body was already full of feminine allure. Perhaps in this respect, I shouldn't feel ashamed of the sexual attraction between us. I… I wanted her to kiss me. I could have let her do that. I wanted to hold her in my arms and let her suckle my breasts, just like when she was a baby. Then let her lie down, and let her mother… Sometimes, Lin Lin could hardly believe her own thoughts, but she wanted to know what Wang Chong thought. Lin Lin loved her daughters, that was beyond doubt, she just wanted to know if it was the right thing to do. In her room, Wang Chong was completely sober. She imagined her classmates calling her a lesbian and never speaking to her again. But she couldn't erase the image of her mother's alluring naked body from her mind. And her sister, Wang Chong imagined sleeping with her, holding her all night, making love to her. These thoughts made her hot all over. She quietly slipped out of bed, hearing her sister turn over and fall asleep again, before going to the wardrobe and taking off her vest. She reached behind her back to unhook her bra, and her pair of snow-white breasts sprang out. She grasped them, her fingertips rubbing the pink nipples. "You know, your breasts are just like your mother's back then. When you grow up and have children, they'll get even bigger," she could almost hear her mother's voice. She really wished her mother could reach inside her clothes and touch her. She took off her pajama bottoms, then her underwear, which had been soaked all night, and stood naked in front of the dressing mirror, examining herself. In the darkness, she could vaguely see her breasts, round and full, the soft nipples erect and bouncing in her hands. Looking down, she saw a slender waist, rounded buttocks, and a small gray line disappearing into the hollow between her legs. That was her sparse pubic hair. Wang Chong traced the curve of her buttocks down to her thighs, thinking about how delicate her skin was and how much her mother would love it. Turning around, Wang Chong looked at her sleeping sister. As usual, Wang Ying had kicked the blanket aside. Wang Chong quietly walked to the bedside and carefully examined her. Now she no longer felt apprehensive. Even in her sleep, Wang Ying's face was still so beautiful. She was wearing a white tank top and yellow panties, and Wang Chong could clearly distinguish her sister's contours. When her gaze fell on Wang Ying's full breasts, Wang Chong's fingers began to slide along the inside of her thighs. Her sister's nipples protruded under the thin tank top, and the lifted hem of the tank top revealed the round lower hemispheres of her breasts. Wang Chong massaged the outer labia, smelling the scent emanating from her vulva. She longed to caress her sister, just as she had with her mother a few hours earlier. As she imagined herself on top of her sister, kissing her lips, her breathing quickened. She could almost feel their legs intertwined, her naked genitals rubbing against her sister's shorts, and her sister's hands tightly gripping her hips. In her hallucination, she arched her chest, as if Wang Ying were suckling one of her breasts while kneading the other. She could no longer resist the intense urge; her fingers parted her labia, stroking her erect clitoris back and forth, feeling the hot vaginal fluid flow down her fingers onto her palm. Wang Chong lay on the ground, no longer caring whether her sister would wake up; her mind and body were completely absorbed in her imagination. She felt Wang Ying on top of her, both their hands exploring each other's wet, hot genitals. Wang Chong squeezed her breasts, vowing that if she didn't reach orgasm now, she would roll onto her sister and beg her to make love to her. As her frenzied fantasies escalated, Wang Chong reached her climax. Her whole body trembled with the contractions of her vagina, her nerves going from intense tension to complete relaxation. She lay motionless, her right hand still tucked between her legs. Wang Chong got up and, finding her sister still fast asleep, returned to her own bed reassured. She could still feel her genitals throbbing; although she had masturbated before, it had never felt as good as tonight. She fell asleep, dreaming many dreams of her mother, her sister, and the three of them together. On the upper bunk, Wang Ying's eyes were wide open, still astonished by what she had just witnessed. She had never seen anyone else do such a thing, let alone her own sister. She felt that pretending to be asleep was the right thing to do; she thought that her sister's masturbation in front of her seemed to be all for her sake. She didn't know what to do next. Sunday morning sunlight streamed into Lin Lin's room; she was already up. In fact, after what happened last night, she hadn't slept much at all. Standing in front of the mirror, Lin Lin examined herself. Mentally, she was forty years old and had long since seen through the illusions of the world. She'd done some foolish things in her youth, but never to the extent of yesterday's actions. Perhaps this was another challenge life was giving her. She turned her head, bent her left leg, and in the mirror, she possessed everything a mature woman had; her shorts and t-shirt made her look even more sexy. She thought of Xiao Chong and couldn't help but smile; it was time to show off. Wang Ying woke up at ten o'clock. She smelled the aroma of her mother making breakfast and peeked out to see if her younger sister was awake. Wang Ying was indeed still asleep, the blanket only covering her lower body, her round breasts completely exposed. Remembering last night, Wang Ying secretly smiled. She quietly put on her clothes, went to the bathroom to get a glass of cold water, and slowly poured it on her sister's chest. Wang Chong yelled and jumped up, while Wang Ying laughed heartily. "It's all your fault! My bed is all wet!" "Great, I'll go tell Mom you wet the bed." Wang Ying laughed even harder. When the two sisters arrived in the kitchen, Lin Lin had already prepared breakfast. Wang Chong noticed that his mother's attire was quite different from usual today. Her floral nightgown was gone, replaced by a white tight-fitting t-shirt and black leggings. At the dinner table, Wang Chong couldn't help but steal glances at Lin Lin's breasts, which were faintly visible under the semi-transparent fabric, instinctively feeling that his mother's change of clothes was for her. "Why is everyone so sexy this morning?" Wang Ying asked with a smile. "What's wrong?" Lin Lin asked while serving rice to her daughters. "I knew it, Mom, you're dressed like this, and my sister slept shirtless last night." Lin Lin smiled slightly and said, "Really? It was quite hot last night." Wang Chong quickly added, "Yes, I was sweating the whole time." Lin Lin turned and placed the dishes on the table, deliberately bending over, her t-shirt...The collar of her T-shirt drooped down, revealing the upper half of her breasts. Just as she had expected, Wang Chong watched his mother's breasts tremble with her movements, and his breathing quickened. Lin Lin also noticed Wang Ying's eyes lingering on her chest out of the corner of her eye. She said with satisfaction, "Eat quickly, we have something to discuss later." Wang Ying wolfed down her food, and Wang Chong also picked up his chopsticks, occasionally stealing glances at his mother. After a moment of silence, Lin Lin asked Wang Ying, "What are your plans for today?" With rice in her mouth, Wang Ying mumbled, "I think I'll watch TV." Lin Lin then asked Wang Chong, "Xiao Chong, what about you?" Wang Chong lowered his head and said, "Nothing..." "Then let's go shopping, and then have a barbecue in the backyard tonight," Lin Lin decided. "Great, we can have some drinks too!" Wang Chong's young body suddenly felt hot. She glanced at her mother, thinking, "Is Mom giving me a chance?" The three of them shopped to their hearts' content in the stores of the city center before squeezing onto the bus home with their purchases. The train was crowded. Wang Ying, being tall and adept at squeezing through gaps, quickly found a comfortable spot. Lin Lin, carrying a large bag and needing to care for Wang Chong, couldn't squeeze in. She had to stay with Wang Chong at the back. The air inside the train was stuffy, and with everyone packed in, it wasn't a place to linger, but Wang Chong wished the train would never stop. She felt her mother's firm breasts pressed tightly against her back, and with the train's swaying, she deliberately rubbed and pressed against them. Lin Lin held onto the handrail with one hand, handed something to Wang Chong with the other, and then wrapped her arms around her daughter's waist from behind, so that her lower abdomen was pressed against Wang Chong's buttocks. She moved in sync with her daughter's movements, her face resting on her head, inhaling the increasingly strong fragrance of youth. Wang Chong closed her eyes; she felt her mother's warm breath on her neck, and the hand stroking her lower abdomen made her tremble. Back home, Wang Chong rushed into the bathroom. Lin Lin also made an excuse to try on clothes, locking herself in the room. Lin Lin wiped her genitals with a tissue. When her hand touched her still-sensitive clitoris after her orgasm, her body trembled involuntarily. The tense yet exciting physical contact with her daughter on the bus ignited her desire. As soon as she entered her room, without even taking off her pants, her hand was already inside her overflowing vagina. After only a dozen or so touches, she reached an unprecedented orgasm, her body writhing violently. To hide from her daughters, she bit the corner of the pillow, but the intense pleasure still caused her to moan. Her eldest daughter's voice woke Lin Lin. She dressed and went outside, seeing Wang Ying showing her younger sister her new clothes. Wang Chong sat lazily to one side. Their eyes met briefly before they looked away. Lin Lin complimented Wang Ying's clothes a few times before going to the bathroom. She smelled Wang Chong's youthful scent permeating the surroundings. Perhaps Xiao Chong, like me, was... she thought, glancing at the basket of dirty clothes. Sure enough, a pair of shorts was on top. She touched the crotch; it was sticky and damp. Lin Lin smiled contentedly. The three of them sat around the campfire, having eaten and drunk their fill, quietly gazing at the star-studded night sky. In that moment, it seemed as if only they, mother and daughter, existed in the world. Wang Chong secretly glanced at her mother and sister. One beer had already made her feel hot all over. She was a little nervous, imagining what would happen if she drank too much and started talking nonsense. She also carefully examined the outlines of her mother and sister's bodies. After drinking another beer, Wang Chong felt lightheaded. She thought, "They can do whatever they want with me, but how am I supposed to make love to them?" When Lin Lin's gaze swept over her, she quickly turned her head away. The beer was all gone. Wang Ying staggered to her feet, slurring, "I...I need to pee." "Go ahead, it's in the woods behind the house, so you don't slip and fall on the steps in front of the house," Lin Lin said with a laugh. "I don't want to go into the woods, it's too dark." "Xiao Chong, you go with your sister, don't let anything eat her." "Okay, Mom," Wang Chong staggered to her feet, took her sister's hand, "Let's go, you silly girl." The two laughed and disappeared into the darkness. Hand in hand, the two sisters walked further and further away from the campfire. Wang Ying laughed loudly and leaned against a big tree, "...I'm dizzy, no...I can't take it anymore, I'm going to fall, help me quickly." Wang Chong stepped forward to help her sister. "Help me take off my pants, I'm going to pee in them." Beads of sweat appeared on Wang Chong's forehead, and her lips began to dry. She knelt in front of her sister, who was leaning against the tree trunk, grasped the black waistband of her pants, and began to pull them down. When her fingers touched her sister's thigh, Wang Chong's breathing quickened. "Hurry up..." Wang Ying couldn't hold back any longer; she kicked off her shoes so her sister could take off her pants. Wang Chong quickly pulled off her sister's outer pants, then went to take off her underwear, her fingers brushing against her sister's soft buttocks as she slowly pulled them off. At this moment, Wang Chong was facing her sister, so she could see her genitals and smell their scent. "Sister, squat down, or you'll pee on yourself." Wang Ying had no choice but to slide down the tree trunk. Wang Chong felt her sister's scent was even stronger, because her legs were now spread apart. Wang Ying let out a long sigh and struggled to stand up, but couldn't. She giggled, "I can't get up." Wang Chong trembled slightly as her hand moved up her sister's leg. Wang Ying closed her eyes and leaned quietly against the tree. Wang Chong became excited; her hand felt that smooth skin, and when she touched the end of her sister's thigh, she moved on to feel her round buttocks. Wang Chong hugged her sister's hips and said, "Let's do it together, I'll pull you up." "One, two, three." The two sisters finally stood up, Wang Ying still leaning against the tree. Wang Ying looked at her sister with a strange gaze, and Wang Chong looked back at her, her hands still on her hips. Suddenly, Wang Ying reached out and stroked her sister's short hair. Wang Chong felt relieved, and her hand immediately moved to her sister's crotch. Wang Ying closed her eyes, her breathing becoming rapid. Wang Ying felt as if she were floating in the air, her sister's gentle fingers playing a captivating melody between her legs.

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