Twins on a Novel Family Vacation

I sat in the car, reading through one of the comics I had been curious to check out recently. I had wanted to read it with Hazel, but she was sleeping soundly next to me. It was a little difficult to read through a comic on my phone with only one hand, but I was managing to make it work because there was no way I was going to stop holding Hazel's hand. I was a little sad she'd chosen to sleep on our mom instead of me, but also glad that it meant I was able to move around relatively freely without as much worry about waking her up.

Our parents chattered excitedly along the way, and I mostly tuned them out.

Mama Aira was going on about the last time she'd been at the lake house. Daddy seemed excited to see it, apparently he hadn't been there before. Eliza was sitting quietly, perhaps to avoid disturbing Hazel. I had always been closer with Eliza than Hazel was, so it was good to see they were getting along. Hazel was very fiery and Eliza sometimes didn't know how to manage her attitude and sass, it seemed like. She got frustrated easily, but she still clearly loved Hazel and I a lot, no matter how we acted.

"How much longer until we're there?" Mama Aira asked Daddy.

"The directions say we're a little over halfway, Dear," he said, and she nodded.

"Okayyy," she said, squirming around. I wasn't sure how she always seemed to have so much energy, but she almost never sat still.

I glanced over at Hazel again and saw that her head had fallen a bit and was now resting on Eliza's sizable rack.

I glanced up at her and she smiled when she caught my gaze and she offered a slight shrug with her one shoulder that was free. She didn't seem to mind; rather, she looked like she was rather enjoying herself if the content smile on her face was anything to go by.

I went back to focusing on my comic and tuned out for the rest of the blessedly short car ride. I didn't generally mind riding in the car, but I felt like I had to keep quiet and fairly still to avoid waking Hazel. It probably wasn't really necessary (as evidenced by the fact that Mama Aira and Daddy were chatting away in the front seat without disturbing her in the least), but I felt so protective of her that it felt wrong to do anything that might disturb her when I knew she needed the rest. Even if she had eventually gotten to sleep last night, I knew she tended to have nightmares whenever it was storming so I wasn't at all surprised that she was still tired.

We finally pulled to a stop and I looked up to see that we were in a heavily wooded area. Mama Aira and Daddy climbed out of the car and walked back to the trunk, which they open to start unloading our baggage.

"Wake up, Darling," Eliza said, gently nudging Hazel awake. Her eyes opened, slowly, like it was difficult for her to wake up.

Hazel looked around, her drowsy eyes drinking in her surroundings. Eventually she sat up and seemed to notice that her head had been pillowed atop her mother's breasts and her face flushed bright pink.

"Oh- I- Uh- Oops," she stammered. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" she said, but was cut off by a boisterous laugh.

"Oh sweetie," Eliza cooed, reaching out to lightly stroke Hazel's slightly-tangled hair. "I don't mind at all. Do you really think that's the first time you've slept on my chest?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at Hazel, whose blush only deepened. "It was nice," Eliza continued. "It reminded me of long ago, when you were just a baby and you'd fall asleep cuddled up to me."

Hazel looked even more embarrassed by Eliza's reminiscing, and she was spared from having to reply when Mama Aira opened the door on my side of the car.

"What are y'all doing in here? Come on," she said, beckoning us to get out of the car.

I undid my seatbelt and climbed out, and the others followed suit.

"Here we are," Daddy said with a bright smile. "Everyone come grab your bags, let's all get settled in."

Hazel and I moved in unison to do as he had asked. We each grabbed the handle of our suitcases and started rolling them behind us, following after Mama Aira who already had her suitcase in tow and was walking confidently away from the car.

"I assume she knows where she's going?" I heard Daddy ask Mama Eliza as he helped her lift and carry her large bag.

She nodded and chuckled. "I'm certain at this point she does, yes," she said wryly.

I wasn't sure what her tone was about, but I was already following after Aira, hand-in-hand with Hazel, so I didn't have time to stop and find out.

We walked down a relatively long stone path surrounded by tall trees. After at least two minutes of walking from the car we made it into view of the lake house, tall and imposing. It was wooden building and it was absolutely massive. With the treeline all around us, I couldn't see the building from one side to the other; just the entry area took up most of my field of view. It was paved with the same stone as the walkway, and it was surrounded by a small bed of flowers. I noticed a neat, well-maintained dirt path leading off to the side of the house and felt my curiosity piqued about where it might lead to. It obviously wasn't our current destination, though, as Mama Aira ignored it entirely and made her way onto the stone porch, confidently striding toward the large wooden doors.

"Do we need to wait for them?" I asked, noticing that Daddy and Mama Eliza had fallen behind.

Aira turned and looked at me. "Oh, no, sweetie, that's okay. Eliza knows her way around, so I'm sure she and Daddy will follow after us soon. For now, we'll get settled in and meet up with them afterward."

"Is anyone else here?" Hazel asked, and Aira shrugged.

"I don't really know," she said, rubbing her chin with her thumb. "Livia might be here. If so, Layla might be with her. Otherwise, no, probably not. It doesn't really matter either way, there's plenty of space for everyone here," she added, gesturing to the mansion before us. "I don't remember how many bedrooms it has, but I know it's a lot. More than enough for us to each have our own."

Hazel didn't say anything, but I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was; to us, having individual rooms really didn't matter because we'd surely spend most of our time together anyway. I was glad to hear that we wouldn't have to share a room with anyone else, though.

Aira pulled a key from her pocket and turned it in the lock, swinging the double doors wide open. "Come on in, girls," she said, gesturing for us to enter after her as she strode in, so we did.

"Don't bother locking the door, just push it closed," she said, and Hazel let go of my hand to comply with Mama's request.

"Alright, girls, as I said, there are many rooms to choose from. I can help you choose one if you'd like, but otherwise you can just look around and find one that isn't claimed. You'll know if a room is claimed because it will either be locked or full of someone else's stuff. If you come across anything like that, just leave it alone. I can give you a tour if you'd like one," she offered.

Hazel and I looked at each other for a moment before we shook our heads at our mom.

"We'll find one," we said in unison, and she grinned at us.

"That's kind of what I figured. Go ahead and go look around. I know there's some nice big rooms upstairs if you want lots of space. Let me know if you need help finding anything. You can leave your bags here if you don't want to drag them around with you while you look" she added.

"Is there anywhere we shouldn't go?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"No. Pretty much anywhere is fine. If Livia wants you to stay out of somewhere, she'll have it closed off or locked, so just don't go anywhere that's not open, I guess."

We left our suitcases there in the entryway and then went through the large arch and into the hallway, looking around to try to figure out which direction to even go.

I was sure that once you were used to it, the layout of the house made sense, but to me it looked like a bit of a maze. The side of the hallway across from the foyer opened up into what looked like a living room. I couldn't tell what laid in either direction of the hallway we stood in, though. It extended away from us on both sides, and it appeared that both sides of the hallway had doors before the hallway turned a corner.

Hazel turned around and poked her head back into the entryway. "Which way are the bedrooms?" she asked, and I heard Mama laugh from the other room.

"Oh, they're all over. There's some just over on the right, there. To the left is the kitchen, but it also has some bedrooms a bit further down. And there's a few sets of stairs to get up to the second floor if you want to go up there; one is just off the living room, and then there's another one over by the kitchen and a third set over past the bedrooms on the right," she added. "Any of those will take you up, and you'll have more options up there. Are you sure you don't want me to guide you around?" she asked.

"No, it's fine," Hazel said. "Thanks!" she chirped, right as I heard the main door open again. "Hi Mama, hi Daddy," Hazel said. "Mama Aira said to go choose a bedroom, so we're going to look around for one now. I love you!" she said cheerily.

"We love you too," they chorused in reply.

Coming back into the hallway, she smiled at me. "Did you hear that?" she asked, to which I nodded. "Okay, good. Which way do you want to go?"

"It doesn't matter to me," I said. "Whichever way you want to go."

She grinned. "Okay, let's go left. I want to look at the kitchen on the way by," she added, and I smiled back at her, not remotely surprised by this. Hazel had several hobbies, and cooking was prime among them.

"After you," I said as I stuck my hand out to grab hers again. She looked pleased and practically started skipping through the hallway, stopping at each door to peek in. We saw a dining room, a modest kitchen, a hallway branching off, and then we reached a bend in the hallway and there were the bedrooms.

I was surprised to see that the bedrooms (while laid out differently) were not dissimilar; their biggest difference was their varied color palettes.

At the end of the winding hallway, after several bedrooms in a row, we reached a stairway that took us up to a large common room that looked like it might span most of the length of the mansion, but I wasn't sure.

Just as Mama Aira had said, there were several large, spacious rooms upstairs. I looked through several and I immediately fell in love with one I came across that had a blue color scheme, and the look on Hazel's face told me she was in agreement.

The combination of the gigantic window overlooking the lake and the huge skylight window made the room feel extremely open, almost as if it weren't indoors at all.

I found myself curious about the multiple doors the room had, but the even bigger mysteries came from a source within the room: the bed. It was massive- bigger than any bed I'd ever seen before; did they even make beds that big? Where had they gotten the sheets for it?! How had they gotten the bed into the room?!?

Hazel was apparently also curious about the bed, but perhaps in a different way. Instead of standing there ogling it like I was, she raced toward it and flopped down face-first into it.

"Ahhhh!" she shrieked delightedly before bursting into a fit of giggles. "Hailey, come here! It's so soft! Oh my god, it feels like a cloud! Come onnnnn," she said, flipping over onto her back and turning her dark, pleading eyes on me.

I was sorely tempted to sprint to and pounce on her, but I fought the urge and instead gave a small shake of my head. "Hazel, if I lay down on that bed with you right now, we won't leave it until dinner time."

She giggled again. "What's wrong with that?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well, for one, we need to go get our bags. Two, we should tell our parents we chose a room. Three, we should probably figure out where everything else is at..." I trailed off as she stuck her lip out in a pout.

"Awwww, come on, Hailey. Don't be like that, we can do all that later."

I sighed and walked over to the edge of the bed to stand right beside where she was laying. Her ebony eyes were looking at me longingly and I leaned forward, putting my face just a few inches in front of hers.

"Just what is it you want, Hazel?" I asked, my voice coming out in a quiet, breathy tone.

She whimpered, her lips parting slightly. "Hailey..." she breathed as her eyes darkened even more.

I leaned in just a bit further, my face nearly touching hers. "Yes, sis?" I asked in a whisper.

She whimpered again and her hand darted out to try to grab mine to pull me down onto the bed with her, but I was familiar with this trick of hers so it was trivial to prevent her hand from grabbing onto her intended target (my wrist). All it took was leaning in the rest of the way for a gentle kiss to distract her while I used my other hand to sneakily grab her outstretched wrist, wrapping my fingers around it with a firm grasp.

"Ack!" she yelped, surprised at the sudden grip on her arm.

I pulled back from the kiss and laughed. "You're so predictable, Hazel," I said, continuing to chuckle.

The longing look in her eyes was replaced by one of betrayal. "I am not!" she said stubbornly.

I laughed again, knowing there was nothing I could do to convince her if she was going to dig her heels in like that. Instead, I just stood straight and used the leverage I had from my standing position to tug on her arm, pulling her body up and away from the bed. She groaned but allowed me to pull her up, first into a sitting position and then up onto her feet.

"You're no fun, Hailey," she said, sulking.

"Awww, come on," I said, feeling a bit bad. "I am too!" She giggled slightly, her scowl breaking. "I'm fun, I just know they'll come bother us if we don't go check in. Come on, we'll have lots of time for that later," I said, and she grinned.

"Okay, fine. But only because I'm hungry and I want some food," she said, and I rolled my eyes again at her, more playfully this time.

"Okay, then that's yet another reason not to lay down," I said, and she stuck her tongue out at me but didn't bother to reply.

I pulled her in for a lingering, loving kiss, and she didn't resist; I closed my eyes and savored the moment, my hands wrapping around her to hold her body close against me.

When our kiss ended and I looked back at her, she had her eyes on mine.

"I'm sorry, Hazel. Really. I want it too, okay? Please don't doubt that," I begged.

She nodded with a small sigh.

"It's not that, I just sometimes hate how you're always so practical. But not as much as I hate how it feels when I ignore what you want and you end up being right," she said, narrowing her eyes in annoyance at the thought.

I chuckled. "Oh, Hazel...," I said, pulling her in to kiss her forehead. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be smug..."

She shrugged and grinned at me as she said, "I'm worse when I'm right."

I laughed out at that. "Oh come on, you," I said, pulling on her arm gently, attempting to coax her towards the door out from the room.

"No one's right. We just need to go talk to them," I said, trying to drop the topic in a neutral way.

"Technically, I'm pretty sure that means you're right," she pointed out, a stickler for details as usual.

I stuck my tongue out at her and continued walking out of the room, pulling her after me. She put up the smallest amount of resistance, refusing to follow after me for just the shortest of moments before she gave way to a second gentle tug. I pulled her back through the doorway, into the hall, down the stairs and back through the long, winding path back to the entryway. I was surprised to see that all three of our parents were still lingering in the room, lost in a quiet conversation that ceased abruptly when they noticed our presence.

"Welcome back, girls," Mama Aira said.

"What were you talking about?" Hazel asked, her eyes narrowed suspiciously at them.

"Oh, nothing," Daddy said.

"Just making plans for our time here," Eliza added, her face the picture of innocence.

I looked back and forth between their faces, searching for any clues I could glean.

Daddy looked casual, but Aira looked a little nervous.

"Oh come on, if that's all then why did you stop-" Hazel started, but I gave her hand a gentle squeeze and she looked over at me, confused.

"Trust me," I tried to tell her with my eyes. Aira was by far the easiest of our parents to manipulate, a lesson I'd learned long ago. If I wanted to know something, all it took was asking the right questions and she'd spill the beans if the others weren't around to stop her and cover for her. All I had to do now was engineer a situation where we had Aira alone and it would be easy enough to find out what they'd been talking about.

"Huh? Why did we stop?" Eliza asked mildly. "Do you mean... why did we stop our idle chitchat to greet our gorgeous girls?" I knew better than to trust her casual tone, especially when she started flattering us like that.

"Come on, Hazel, don't be silly. They were probably just talking about something lame like how they want to play board games all night," I said, giggling.

She eyed me in a way that conveyed her wariness contrasting with her willingness to trust me, but I doubted the others understood much of anything from the look.

"That's not lame!" Aira said, looking mildly offended and I laughed.

"Oh, Mama, I'm just teasing. Honestly that does sound fun," I admitted, and she smiled.

"If you think it sounds fun then wait until you see the gaming room. It's up on the second floor."

"Do you mean the common room?" Hazel asked, and Aira nodded.

"Yeah!" she said enthusiastically. "It's got so much fun stuff! And it has a really nice table that you can adjust to be the right size for the number of players you have for a board game!"

"That does sound pretty convenient," I said, and she beamed at me. "Do you want to show us around now? You could show it to us," I said.

She bit her lip, looking back and forth between Eliza and Daddy. Clearly she was torn, but I wasn't sure what was stopping her until Daddy spoke up.

"Actually, Darling, perhaps we could do that later? I know you're curious about the house, but Eliza was telling us about something she wanted us to all go do together."

"Oh, we have to do it now?" I asked, putting up the lightest resistance to it, testing the waters.

"Well, it doesn't have to be now," Eliza said. "I suppose we could do it later, but I am excited to show you two the lake. It's beautiful, and I'm sure you girls would love the water right now while it's so hot out. Later, after it's cooled off, I'm not sure you'll enjoy it as much."

"Ooh, we're going to the lake first? That sounds so nice!" Aira said, excited, as if it were her first time hearing about this plan.

"Will it take us long to look around?" I asked, and Aira shook her head.

"Maybe 30 minutes."

"Then I would like to get a tour of the house first, if that's okay. I don't want to get lost in here," I added.

"Plus, you did promise us one," Hazel chimed in, seeming to understand what I was seeking.

Aira nodded, looking hesitant. "That is true, I told you I would show you around. Okay, Mama Eliza, Daddy, I'm going to show them around. It won't take too long. Where do you want us to meet you at when we're done?" she asked.

Ever considered for a moment. "Well, change into your swimsuits and then come back down to meet in the living room and we'll head down to the lake together. Daddy and I will go to our room and get changed, too. Aira, are you bunking with us?"

Aira nodded. "The usual room?"

"Yeah, the purple one upstairs," Eliza replied. "I'll lead Daddy there now so we can get changed. Aira, Darling, where do you plan to get changed?"

Aira thought about it, seeming unsure. "I guess I'll just bring my suitcase along on the tour and change in the bedroom," she said, still seeming uncertain.

"The purple one upstairs is next to ours," Hazel said, surprising me a little bit; I hadn't even noticed. "We're in the blue one," she added.

Ever nodded, seeming unsurprised. "Ahh, yes, the blue room. That one is quite nice, too. Big windows, right?" she asked, and I nodded. "It has a beautiful view but you know me, I prefer purple. Since you're going to have to get changed, why don't we all just go upstairs to change into our swimsuits, and then you can do your tour starting from up there. That way you don't have to haul around your suitcases or come back for them," she added, and Aira nodded.

"Okay, that makes enough sense to me. Alright, girls, if you want to follow me, this staircase is the shortest distance to those rooms," she said, making her way through the living room, into an alcove off the back. Hazel and I followed after her with our suitcases, trailed by our other parents. I hadn't noticed it because it was hidden behind a wall from where I had been standing before, but there at the back of the living room was a staircase leading upstairs. At the top of the staircase was a doorway that opened up into the large common area we'd been in before.

"This is the common area, but we'll come back to look around," Aira said. "For now, follow me," she said and started walking off. We followed after her as she'd requested and sure enough, she led us right to a door that opened into the blue room- a different door than the one we'd gone through before.

"Don't wait up," Aira said to Eliza and Daddy. "I want to show them something about the room first. I'll get changed afterward," she said, and led my sister and I into the room. The others branched off, taking their suitcases into their own room, which was a bit further from the stairs than ours.

Aira went into the room and we followed after her. Sure enough, it was the same room, we were just entering through one of the room's other doors.

Aira pushed her bright pink suitcase off to the side, out of the way.

"This is such a nice room! I've always liked it. It's so big, and the windows make it feel like you're up in the sky, over the water! I'm jealous, I want to sleep in here!" she said, sounding excited like a kid might be.

"I mean, the bed is certainly big enough if you want to," Hazel said and Aira giggled.

"Yeah, the beds that Livia got up here are ridiculously big, I love them," she said energetically. "I won't make you share your bed, though," she added with a smile, though she almost looked a little sad underneath it, but I might have been imagining that.

"Did you say you had something to show us?" I asked, curious what it might be.

"Oooh, yes!" she squealed. "I got so excited about the room that I almost forgot!" She scampered over to wall beside the windows and flicked a switch I hadn't even noticed before, one of a few on a panel of light switches. I was surprised when a moment later, a set of deep blue curtains dropped down, seemingly from up within the ceiling. "This room is super open, but you can also have privacy," she explained, flicking another switch on the panel. Almost immediately I saw something start to cover the skylight windows, some sort of shutters that automatically closed over the window, leaving the room startlingly dark.

I gripped Hazel's hand, trying to offer her some reassurance. Dark didn't terrify her the way storms did, but she still didn't really like it very much. Fortunately, it didn't last long because Mama Aira flipped a third switch and a set of lights adorning the walls flipped on. It didn't make the room especially bright, but it was enough to be able to see clearly and get around. It was a nice, warm light that cast a slightly yellow hue on all of the blue surroundings, turning them to an aquamarine color.

"It's got nice mood lighting, too!" Aira continued. "If you want, you can always turn on a lamp to make it brighter, but I like it like this. I think it's romantic in the dim light, almost like candlelight! Can you girls see okay?" she asked, and we both nodded. "Okay, good. This might be a good time to get dressed, if you'd like. I can leave you two to get settled and come back after I get changed," she offered.

"Is that necessary?" I asked. "I mean, you can if you want, but like... you don't have to go."

"You've seen us naked before, Mom," Hazel added, seeming unabashed. Nudity was something my family didn't tend to be especially shy about, so we'd gotten used to seeing one another in various states of undress.

"I have, yeah," she said, still seeming hesitant. "I have to get dressed too, though," she added in a small voice, seeming unsure. She often looked to Daddy and Eliza for guidance and reassurance, so when they weren't around she tended to be more nervous and timid than she was in their presence.

"Mama, we don't care if you get dressed in here, too," I said, and Hazel nodded.

"Yeah, it really doesn't matter," Hazel agreed. "You have your suitcase in here, right? If you're shy about it, I guess you can go to your room," she added, and Aira shook her head.

"No, it's alright, I can just change here, I suppose," she said with a shrug.

I pulled my suitcase over to the corner of the room, beside an armoire that looked like it could hold my entire wardrobe and still have room to spare. I laid the case down and unzipped it, opening it up to reveal my neatly-packed clothes. Beside me, Hazel was doing the same thing to reveal her clothes and start digging through to find her swimsuit. Unlike my suitcase, hers was filled to the brim with unfolded clothes, haphazardly thrown in. I was grateful that she'd taken the time to neatly fold some clothes on my bed for me rather than throwing them in the suitcase the same way she had with hers.

I pulled my swimsuit from its spot on top of my undergarments before I closed the lid of my suitcase and went over to Hazel to help her find hers.

"Ah ha!" she exclaimed triumphantly, pulling a light blue bikini top from the bag.

"Where are the bottoms?" I asked, and her smile fell as she shrugged. I laughed and started digging through with her, eventually coming across the skirted swimsuit bottoms buried at the bottom of the suitcase, underneath two sweaters.

Two sweaters?? It was summer!

"Hazel, why do you have two sweaters?" I asked. "It's supposed to be hot all week," I added and she shrugged again.

"What if I get cold?"

I rolled my eyes at her simple answer. "Okay, whatever you say, you goofball. Remind me to help you pack next time," I said, lightly teasing her.

From the other side of the room, Aira giggled. "You must take after me, Hazel. I'm terrible at packing," she admitted. "I still can't find either piece of my swimsuit," she said, and we both giggled, exchanged a look, and crossed over to the other side of the room, swimsuits in hand.

We set our swimsuits down on the bed and walked the rest of the way to where Mama was kneeling next to her suitcase, tearing anxiously through the clothes inside it.

"I know I packed it! I set it right out on the bed so I wouldn't forget it," she said as we knelt next to her, looking with her.

"What color is it, Mama?" I asked, flipping the switch on the wall that opened the skylight windows again, and I then turned the light back off since it wasn't necessary anymore.

"Pink," she said, which... didn't really help. She tended to wear a lot of pink, so the wadded up clothes in her suitcase looked more like chewed-up bubble gum than attire.

After at least five minutes of us trying to help her look for it, we came to the inevitable conclusion: once again, Mama Aira had forgotten something important.

"What happened?" she wailed? "I got it out to pack it! And then I put my suitcase on the bed and started packing! How could I have possibly forgotten it?" she sobbed.

"Mama... didn't you say you left your swimsuit sitting on the bed? Did you... possibly put your suitcase on top of it?" I asked gently and she buried her face in her hands, dismayed.

"Ahhhh, I'm such a ditz!" she cried out, her voice growing louder. "What am I going to do now?" she wailed.

I wasn't really sure how to help, and looking at Hazel I could see the same helplessness I felt reflecting back at me in her expression.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on a door- yet another door. Just how many doors did this room have?! A quick glance around the room revealed 4 doorways and I wondered where the last one led to.

"Come in," Hazel called out, and the door swung open to reveal Mama Eliza and Daddy standing on the other side of the door with concerned looks on their faces.

"We heard Aira, she sounded upset," Eliza said, looking around the room until she located Aira's slumped figure on the floor.

"Are you okay, Darling?" Daddy asked, seeming to notice her immediately.

"I forgot my swimsuit," she blubbered, tears falling from her eyes.

"Oh sweetheart," Daddy said, rushing forward to pull her into his arms.

Ever looked a bit less sympathetic and rolled her eyes. "Aira, honey, that's not something you need to get so upset about."

"But how am I supposed to swim without my suit?" Aira asked stubbornly.

"I have a spare suit for you here," Eliza said with a shrug. "I'm used to you forgetting things so I've started bringing backups of the essentials," she explained.

Aira smiled up at her, looking greatly relieved, and the tears slowly stopped. "Thank you, Eliza," she said, her lip trembling. "I'm sorry I always forget things."

"It's okay, Princess. I know it's hard to remember everything," Daddy said kindly.

"Yeah, like I said, you don't have to get so upset about it. We love you no matter what. Let me go grab it, okay?" Eliza said and turned back to walk into the other room. It took her less than a minute before she was back with a light pink bikini. "Here," she said, thrusting it forward, and Aira took it from her.

"C'mon, Daddy," Eliza said with a coy look at him. "Let's leave them to get changed and do their tour," she added.

He disentangled himself from Mama Aira and stood. After stooping back down to kiss the top of her head, he followed Mama Eliza through the door they'd come in through.

"If you need anything else, this door joins directly to our room," Eliza said. "Just knock and let us know and we'll try to help. We love you, Darlings."

"Love y'all," Daddy said, echoing her sentiment as he followed her through the door and closed it behind him, leaving the three of us suddenly alone again.

Aira still looked a little shell-shocked and Hazel ruffled her hair affectionately. "Come on, Mama, let's get dressed."

Mama Aira nodded, looking down at the swimsuit in her hands mournfully.

"Do you not like this one?" I asked, and she shook her head ruefully.

"No, the swimsuit is fine. I'm just embarrassed because I always forget things," she confessed, looking like she might burst into tears again at any moment. Hazel started stroking her hair in gentle, soothing motions.

"You shouldn't worry about it too much," Hazel said, sounding unconcerned. "That's why you have Mama Eliza and Daddy, right? They help with stuff like that," she said, and Aira nodded, looking unconvinced.

I leaned in and kissed her cheek, and she turned her vibrant grey eyes on me. "Come on, Mama. There's no point getting stressed out about it. You have a swimsuit to wear, right?" I asked, and she nodded again, this time looking a bit more reassured. "Let's get dressed in our swimsuits so we can take that tour," I added, and she nodded again, adopting a resolute expression.

She stood and smiled at us both. "Thank you, Darlings. You're sweet girls, I'm so lucky to have you both."

Hazel grinned back at her, but I felt embarrassed at the attention and I turned away and went back to the bed to grab my swimsuit. Hazel was walking back over toward me and I tossed her suit to her. She stopped in place to catch it and almost immediately started stripping off her clothes. Her short dress came up and over her head, revealing her perfect body; she wasn't wearing a bra, and the only thing she still wore was a pair of powder blue panties. She had pinkish-tan nipples on her perfect breasts which bounced on her chest with her movements. She wasted no time dropping her panties down, too, before efficiently climbing into the blue swimsuit bottoms I'd helped her find.

I knew her well enough to leave my swimsuit where it was and instead I approached her. Sure enough, next thing I knew she was attempting to put on her bikini top, and struggling miserably.

"Hold your hair up," I whispered in her ear, and she giggled. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the Mama Aira was watching us, transfixed, but my attention rapidly shifted back to Hazel at the task at hand when she let go of the bikini top and instead grabbed her hair with both hands, holding it up, off her shoulders. The baby-blue bikini top nearly fell to the ground, but I was quick enough to grab it by the string as it fell. I reached around her with my left hand from behind, lightly grazing her hip as I stretched out to grasp the loose end of the top, which was dangling from my other hand.

With the two ends firmly held in either hand, I brought my arms back around to her torso, pulling the top taught against her lean frame. I held the two strings together with one hand as I peaked around her body on both sides to make sure the swimsuit and the cord were positioned properly. When I was satisfied that nothing was twisted, I secured the two strings in a tight knot. I came around to her front side and she smiled at me.

"Thanks, Hailey," she said, and I smiled back.

"Any time, Hazel. You know that," I said, and I heard a soft titter from the other side of the room. I looked over and saw that Aira had her hand clasped over her mouth.

"Ahh, I'm sorry," she said, looking mortified. "I didn't mean to snoop. I just- you two are so cute together. I love how you help each other out so much," she said wistfully.

"I'll help you too, if you'd like," I offered, and she nodded gratefully.

"I would appreciate that a lot. I usually ask Mama Eliza or Daddy for help," she added as I leaned in and deftly tied the other set of strings up around Hazel's neck. I gave her a quick smooch, and Mama Aira squealed. I turned to face her and walked over to where she sat on the floor, ready to help her with her top.

"Gah, you two are so adorable!" she exclaimed, her face matching the pink tone of her shirt, though I wasn't sure why she was blushing.

"Mom, stop, you're embarrassing me," Hazel said, her face every bit as pink as our mom's. "Don't make fun of us."

"I'm sorry, Darling," she said, biting her lower lip. "I... I wasn't trying to make fun of you. I meant it, I sincerely think you two are... well, adorable. I wish I had someone I was that close with," she added, her expression clouding over a bit, so I approached her and gave her a warm hug from behind.

"You're close with Mama Eliza and Daddy, right?" I asked, and she nodded, the look on her face brightening marginally.

"Yeah, I am," she said with a faint smile. "Very much so. I love them dearly.... Almost as much," she added, giving us a teasing, pointed look as she went on "as I love you two!" She turned then to face me and wrapped her arms around me. "You're both so precious to me and I hope you know I would do anything for you."

"Anything?" I asked, allowing mischief to color my voice, and she looked at me suspiciously.

"Almost anything," she amended.

"Will you help me tie my swimsuit?" I asked, and she looked relieved.

"Oh, sure, sweetie. Of course I will. Where is it at?" she asked.

"It's over on the bed," I said. "I'll help you first, though. So... you should take off your top, I guess," I said, and she nodded, her face still flushed.

She reached down and hooked her slender finger around the hem of her shirt and she pulled it up, revealing her soft, big boobs in a pale pink bra that clasped at the front. The pink shirt fell into her suitcase and she quickly brought her hands together to the front of the bra to unhook it. Her tits dropped free, relaxing into their natural position on her chest as the bra fell off to the sides. Her large tits hung down ever so slightly, soft and relaxed but not sagging. They were... beautiful. They were big boobs by most standards, about the same size as Hazel's. The biggest difference I noticed between them was that Mama Aira's nipples were bigger and were a pale pink color while Hazel's were a bit darker.

I found myself wanting to put my lips to them but I quickly shook the thought away. The idea felt... taboo. Forbidden. Even if Hazel and I were together, it didn't mean that it was appropriate to think of, to look at, to touch our parents that way... right?

To distract myself (and to stop myself staring at her tits) I dropped my eyes to the swimsuit in her hands on her lap. I reached down to grab the top and she held her hair up, allowing me to repeat the process I'd done with my twin. I tied the string around her back and then reached around to grab the other strings to tie, and my hand inadvertently brushed up against her breast.

"I'm sorry," I said at the same time she let out a low moan, so quiet I wasn't entirely sure I'd even sure I'd heard anything.

"Oh, it's- it's fine," Mama said, giggling a little. "It wouldn't be the first time you touched them," she said. I felt my cheeks flush and was glad I was behind her so she couldn't see it, but I felt Hazel's watchful eyes on me and knew it wasn't entirely unnoticed. "Back when you were a baby," Aira continued, oblivious, "I used to breastfeed you. Both of you. I'm sure you don't remember, but I do. You used to reach your tiny hands out and hold onto whatever you could grab: usually my hair," she added, laughing.

"Mom, stop," Hazel said with a groan. "It's not like we're babies anymore. We're grown up now," she said, her voice adamant. "Things are different now."

Mama Aira nodded as I finally got a grip on the swimsuit and pulled it up over her breasts, covering them in the smooth pearly-pink fabric as I secured the top set of strings into a bow around her neck. When she felt my hands pull away, she dropped her hair and re-positioned herself so she could look at both Hazel and I.

"Thank you, Dear," she said gratefully to me. "And yes, Hazel, you're absolutely right. You and your sister are all grown up now. Believe me, I've noticed," she said, and I couldn't help but notice a light shiver run through her. "You've both grown into beautiful young women, and I feel privileged to be your mother," she said, seeming to somewhat recover her composure.

"What's so special about being our mother?" Hazel asked, approaching our Mama with mischief in her eyes.

"Oh, well, a lot of things," Mama said, biting her lip, which was a look I knew all too well; she was trying to hide something. "You're both smart, and you're independent. You're creative, dedicated, loyal, loving, kind, supportive, and generous. You're beautiful, inside and out. What more could a mother want?" she asked, sounding genuinely happy, which made me all the more curious about what she might be hiding.

The look in Hazel's eyes told me that she, too, had noticed that Mama Aira was hiding something, and her mischievous nature came out to play.

"You think we're beautiful, Mama?" she asked, and Mama Aira nodded.

"Yes, absolutely. You're both stunning," she said without hesitation.

"What do you think when you look at me?" Hazel asked, posing in her light-blue bikini.

"Oh- I- uh," Mama Aira stuttered, taken-aback by the question. "What do you mean?" she asked, clearly nervous.

"I saw you watching me change," Hazel said, her eyes gleaming. "I want to know what you think when you look at me," she reiterated. "What thoughts come to your mind?"

"I- uh- like I said, you're beautiful," Mama Aira said, flushing a deep scarlet.

Hazel reached out toward me from her position by the bed and I approached her and took her hand, turning back to face Mama once I stood beside Hazel.

"And Hailey?" my twin sister asked, her eyes aglow.

"Equally beautiful," Mama Aira replied automatically. "Really, you're both gorgeous. I don't see where... you're...." she trailed off as Hazel wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss, deep and passionate. "Oh," Aira said, flushing to a darker, crimson color as she turned her face away.

Hazel pulled back, looking disappointedly at Mama Aira, who was sitting there, staring mournfully down at her ruffly pink bikini bottoms, still sitting on her lap.

"Are you ashamed of us?" Hazel asked boldly, and I gawked at her fearlessness.

"No!" squeaked Mama Aira from her slumped position on the floor by her suitcase, her head still down-turned. "That's not-" she cut off, looking miserable.

"What is it, then?" Hazel asked, and Mama Aira bit her lip again, looking lost in thought.

She looked up at us and I noticed that her eyes were swimming with tears again. "Darling... I just... I'm your mother. I don't know if I'm supposed to feel-"

"That's silly," Hazel interrupted. "I don't care what you're supposed to feel, I want to know what you do feel."

"Hazel, don't tease her," I said, distancing myself from her ever so slightly, but her arms around me held too tightly for me to pull away.

"I- I love you both so much and I don't ever want to do anything to hurt you," Aira said, tears starting to drop down her cheeks now.

"Oh Mama," I said, pulling away from Hazel harder, hard enough to break her grasp on me. I walked back over to Mama Aira and knelt down beside her to pull her into a hug again. "It's okay, you're not going to hurt us," I said, cradling her head into my shoulder, and she sobbed softly.

"I'm sorry I teased you, Mama," Hazel said, looking regretful. "I just... Mama, you are... you're magnificent. I'm sorry, I just... maybe I wanted you to look at me," she admitted. "Maybe... maybe I'm glad you were watching me," she said, and at that, Mama lifted her head to meet Hazel's wide, vulnerable eyes.

"You- really?" Aira asked, her voice barely a whisper. "I-"

"Mama, I'm a grown up now. We both are. You're not going to hurt us, okay? Not by being honest with us, at least, right, Hailey?" Hazel said, looking over at me for support.

"Of course," I confirmed.

"You said you love us and you don't want to hurt us, so what harm could it do to say what you feel when you look at us?" Hazel persisted, and I could tell from Mama's expression that she was starting to soften up a bit, to get used to the idea of sharing what she felt.

"Well... I like looking at you. You're beautiful." Her voice still wavered with uncertainty, but she was at least able to find the words now. Her tears had stopped, so I extricated my arms from hers and walked back toward my twin, taking her hand in mine once again.

"Why did you look away when we kissed?" Hazel asked, her voice gentle. "If you're not ashamed... why?"

Mama Aira bit her lip and her wide eyes blinked a few times as she deliberated about how to respond for a long moment. "Because I found it arousing," she admitted at last, looking away from us.

Hazel grinned. "Good."

"Good?" Mama Aira asked, looking shocked and her eyes swung back up to meet our gazes. I looked at my twin similarly. Of course, I'd always thought my mom was beautiful but... I hadn't expected Hazel to have an interest in her. Hazel was full of surprising tastes, it seemed.

"Good," Hazel said again. "That means you wouldn't mind," Hazel said, dropping her voice to a low, sultry tone, "if I were to... kiss her again?"

She asked her question just before pulling my face in to press her lips against mine once more, and as she did I heard a low moan from the other side of the room. Something about hearing that sound, about knowing that my own mother was sitting there, getting turned on by watching me kiss my sister... something about it overwhelmed my senses with desire and I lost myself in that passionate kiss, letting myself melt into my sister's warm, loving arms. I savored the sounds of each of many little whimpers that followed the first sound from our mother, still sitting on the floor.

When I pulled away from Hazel for a breath and looked at Aira closely, I noticed that our mother had reached her hand down between her legs and was starting to rub herself through her white denim shorts. I grinned.

"Mama?"

"Y-Yes Hailey?" she asked, trying to keep her voice cool and collected as she pulled her hand from between her legs as if nothing had happened, but she wasn't fooling anyone.

"Why don't you come over here?" I asked, and she whimpered again. She seemed conflicted for a moment before she stood, her breasts jiggling from the movement. She walked toward us, still holding the bikini bottoms in her hand.

"Yes, Darling?" she asked, seeming nervous.

"Can I... kiss you?" I asked, feeling timid.

Mama's face lit up when she looked at me, obviously excited but trying not to get overwhelmed with passion. "Yes," she said simply.

I felt nervous, but Hazel gave my hand a light squeeze and her eyes beckoned me to continue. I used my free hand to reach up and cup my mother's petite, beautiful face as I kissed her. I started slow, just pressing my lips against hers, but her enthusiastic response gave me the encouragement I needed to continue; she closed her eyes and moaned as my lips met hers, urging me to continue, so I did. I moved my fingers up, letting them get tangled in her bright purplish-pink, wavy hair as my lips continued against hers. I pressed my tongue to her lips, which parted eagerly to grant my tongue entry. I gently explored her mouth, enjoying the sweet taste of her spit on my tongue.

Our reverie was broken after a few moments when I heard "Holy fuck that's hot," from my sister beside me. I pulled away, blushing, and used my hand to wipe a drop of spit from my lips once I had it free from Mama's hair.

I let go of my sister's hand and turned away, embarrassed that I had completely forgotten myself for a second. I was worried my sister might make fun of me, but instead she just moved in to pick up where I had left off. My sister pressed her body up against Mama Aira's, eliciting a delighted moan from her. I expected Hazel to start kissing Mama's mouth the way I had, but instead she started kissing along her jawline and up to her earlobe where she started to lightly nibble, drawing even more desperate cries from our mother.

I suddenly felt like I was intruding on a private moment, like perhaps I was seeing something I wasn't meant to see. I looked away, letting my attention fall back to my swimsuit, laying forgotten on the bed. Right, I was supposed to be getting dressed....

I pulled my top up over my head, thinking I could at least get started changing. I dropped it to the floor and reached behind my back, unhooking my bra before allowing it to fall forward, off my breasts, and it fell to the floor as I shimmied my arms out of the straps. I continued by pushing my flowy skirt down, off my hips and it fell to the floor around my feet.

I was about to drop my panties, too, when my attention fell on the conspicuous lack of the moans I'd been hearing from them. I turned and saw they both were watching me with rapt attention. Hazel's eyes met mine while my mother's gaze was lower, focused on my bare breasts as I turned.

"You're exquisite," Hazel said, and Mama Aira nodded her agreement.

"Breath-taking," she added in a murmur.

"I want you," Hazel said with a soft whimper, and Mama Aira nodded, agreeing again. They both took a step closer to me.

"Aren't we supposed to be getting dressed?" I pointed out, and Hazel waved the idea away.

"Yeah, sure, but we can do that afterwards. Can't we all just... cuddle?" she asked, her tone deceptively innocent. "The bed is so comfortable, can't we just lay down for a little while together? Enjoy how soft and nice it is?"

I sighed and sat back onto the bed, feeling for the first time that it was, as I'd been told, ridiculously soft and plush. I sank down into it and it took very little time for Aira and Hazel to join me, sitting on either side of me.

"What did you do to deserve such perfect tits?" Hazel mused, and I couldn't tell if she was pleased or envious- possibly both. My breasts were just a bit bigger than hers, but she seemed to think it was a significant difference since she brought it up regularly.

"I didn't-" I started to say, but she cut me off with a kiss, her lips warm and soft against mine. Her hand slid onto my body, starting on my hip and making its way up to cup my breast.

"They're just so nice," she said with a gentle squeeze, her breath warm against my lips.

"May I... is it okay if I touch you, Hailey?" Mama Aira asked hesitantly from beside me, and I nodded. She reached her warm hand out and grabbed my other breast, squeezing it with an excited squeal. "God, you're so beautiful... you've grown so much," she said, her voice husky.

I turned to face her and saw that her eyes were dark with desire. A sudden, wicked idea crossed my mind, so I turned away from her to whisper in my twin's ear. "Hey, sis... let's play with mom. I bet we can get her to tell us what they were talking about it we tease her a little bit," I said, just loud enough that she could hear me. I know Mama Aira could hear that we were saying something, but there was no way she could make out my hushed words.

A grin that matched my devious plan came across her face and she grinned at me, nodding.

We both stood in unison, turning to face Mama Aira, who had a sudden nervous look about her.

"Wh-what did you say?" she asked, biting her lower lip.

"Oh, that's a secret," I said, and suddenly her lower lip was free from the grip of her teeth and was instead sticking out in a pout.

"That's not fair! Come on, Darlings, please? Tell me what you said?" she asked, her voice sweet like sugar.

"Why isn't it fair? You keep secrets," Hazel said with a smirk.

"What do you mean? I don't keep secrets!" she said.

"Oh, really?" I asked as we both crossed our arms across our chests. "Then what were you talking about earlier?"

"Earlier?" she asked, looking dazed.

"Yeah, with Mama Eliza and Daddy," Hazel chimed in. "You were talking about something with them when we came in the room."

At this, Aira flushed darker than before and looked away. "Oh, uh, we were talking about our plans, like they told you," she said lamely.

"What are they?" Hazel asked.

"Huh?"

"You heard me. What are the plans?" she asked again.

"Oh...." She hesitated. "Uh... going swimming at the lake?"

"But you were surprised to hear that when Eliza told us," I said. "So... then what were you actually talking about?"

She buried her face in her hands, as if she could hide from us that way. "Maybe I do keep secrets," she muttered under her breath.

Hazel laughed. "Mama, you can say it. Is it about us?"

Aira pulled her face away from her hands and met Hazel's eyes with her own, a silent, desperate plea in them.

"Girls... Please...." she whispered, looking torn and uncertain.

"Well," I said, looking down at her, "If you don't want to tell us, I guess that's okay. But then we can keep our secrets, right?" I asked.

She sighed. "It's not like I want to keep secrets," she said, sounding exasperated.

"Then why do you have to?" Hazel asked, and Aira shook her head.

"It's not that simple, Darling. I want to tell you, but it's complicated."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's not really my secret to tell, sweetheart. I promise you, when we all come back together after the tour, we can talk about it, okay? We planned to bring it to you eventually anyway, we just wanted to give you some time first. Time to... you know, settle in here at the lake house. And with each other," she added, looking back and forth between us.

Hazel grinned and surged forward, sitting on her knees atop Aira's lap on the side of the bed. Since Hazel was a bit taller than Aira, this put Aira face-first in Hazel's tits. Her eyes focused in on them as I climbed on the bed and sat behind her, pressing my chest to her back. I wrapped my legs around hers and Hazel's as I looped my arms around her torso to put my hands on her tits, making her moan as I started to lightly rub my hands over her pink bikini top, lingering over her hardened nipples that poked through the soft cloth.

Hazel's hands focused on the button at the top of Mama Aira's shorts, working to unfasten it. When she'd accomplished her goal, she climbed back and stood beside the bed.

"Come here, Mama," she said softly, beckoning Mama Aira to stand up, and she did. I let my hands slide off of her breasts as she lifted herself up, off the bed to a standing position.

Hazel grinned and hooked her fingers through the belt loops in the front of the shorts and used this grip to slide the shorts down, off Mama Aira's hips and down onto her thighs. This uncovered Mama Aira's bright pink silky panties, which Hazel also pushed down with the shorts to reveal Mama Aira's brightly-colored pubic hair, neatly trimmed and well-maintained. Once Hazel had Mama's bottoms down to her ankles, she lightly pushed Mama back down onto the bed in the space right in front of me. Once Aira was no longer standing, Hazel pulled the bottoms the rest of the way down, over and off her bare feet.

I was about to reach forward and start playing with Mama Aira's boobs again, but Hazel stopped me by saying "Wait, can you guys move? Reposition so that you're further on the bed," she requested, and I obeyed, scooching back until I was about halfway back on the massive bed. Mama Aira did the same, scooting back until her soft body came to rest up against mine, and at that point I resumed playing with her luscious breasts.

"Thanks," Hazel purred as she crawled onto the bed and made her way toward us on her hands and knees. When she reached where we were seated, she leaned in and kissed our mother, who moaned loudly.

"Hazel," she groaned, when my twin pulled her face back enough to look at us.

"Yes, Mama?" Hazel asked, her sugary-sweet words making our mom melt against my chest.

"You're just so beautiful," Mama Aira whispered. "I feel so lucky to have such attractive daughters. I feel lucky that my beautiful daughters are interested in me," she added.

"Well, you're beautiful too, Mama," I said.

"Yeah!" Hazel agreed. "You're a total MILF!" she said, giggling.

Mama Aira let out a surprised squeak and I groaned at my sister's antics.

"A M-MILF?" she asked, sounding shocked, and perhaps a bit flattered, too. Hazel silenced her with another kiss, ignoring the question. I squeezed Mama Aira's breasts lightly and was rewarded with a soft moaning sound, somewhat muffled by Hazel's lips on hers.

Hazel pulled back from the kiss to admire her. I couldn't see what she looked like from my position behind her, but I knew Mama Aira was beautiful, and I'd seen her get excited by Daddy often enough to be familiar with the flushed look of desire that would come over her when she got aroused. Of course, they'd never done anything sexual in front of us before, but that hadn't stopped them from sharing teasing words and longing glances in our presence.

"I love you, Mama," Hazel said, her voice thick with desire. I could see in her eyes how excited she was and I was reminded of the look she'd had in her eyes when she'd been trying to reject my advances before we'd left on our trip, the desperate desire warring with her common sense, her reasonable nature. I knew her well enough that it was easy to tell that right now desire was winning out.

"I love you too- oooooooh," Mama Aira exclaimed as Hazel's mouth found its way onto our mother's right nipple. She had kissed around my splayed fingers, but I was still finding it difficult to play while Hazel was kissing, so I dropped that hand down, leisurely trailing it down over her smooth belly. I couldn't see, but it was easy enough for my fingers to find their way down to Mama Aira's pubic area; the hair there was relatively short and it was softer than I expected it to be. A few inches further and my fingers started to probe my mother's excited sex. A sticky wetness soaked the hair further down, and made my fingers slippery when they came in contact with it.

"Ooooh god," Mama exhaled as I traced along her swollen outer lips with my slick fingertips, or perhaps it was Hailey's eager mouth on our mother's breast. I wasn't sure what caused her exclamation, but I could tell she was enjoying my touch by the way she quivered every time I stopped and started moving my fingers.

I leaned forward a bit and tilted my head to the side so I could whisper in her ear, "Is this okay?" to which she nodded enthusiastically. "Should I... do more?" I asked, and she nodded again.

"Please, Hailey," she moaned. "Touch my clit... please," she added, almost as an afterthought.

I felt a bit nervous about my inexperience, but I masked it by biting down lightly on her earlobe, evoking another low, throaty moan from her that lit a fire between my legs. I trailed my fingers back up and down, rubbing lightly along the slit between her legs until I reached the top of it, where her swollen clitoris was protruding a bit from her engorged lips. My gentle fingertips stroked along the sides of her clit, making her body shudder against mine.

"Awww, I wanna touch," Hazel said, sounding disappointed as she pulled her face away from our mother's supple tit.

I peeked my face around our Mama's head to grin at my beautiful twin. "Fine by me, if that's what you want. That just frees me up to come around and touch you," I said, and she blushed.

"If that's... what you want," she mumbled.

"It is," I replied, still grinning broadly at her. I squeezed my mom's perfect breast and stroked her clit a few more times, savoring the way she groaned with each caress before I pulled myself away from her and climbed off the bed.

My vacancy on the bed left plenty of space behind Mama Aira; Hazel urged her to lay back, so she did, her head resting on a halo of her brightly-colored hair.

Hazel grinned as she balanced on her knees and one arm, using the other arm to reach out and start stroking our mother's clitoris (picking up where I'd left off). This left Hazel bending over in front of me, her lovely ass sticking out at me, as if begging for my touch. I lightly spanked her and she moaned, her attention on Mama Aira faltering for a moment.

"Hailey," my twin whined, her voice filled with desire and I giggled at her desperate tone.

"Do you want something?" I asked lightly, making her whimper, and her hips wiggled enticingly, making me have to fight the urge to spank her once again.

"Will you- will you touch me?" she asked, her voice hopeful.

"What, do you want me to pull your swimsuit down and start licking you?" I asked, my voice light and teasing to mask the desire I felt burning inside of me.

She whimpered again. "Would that really be so bad?"

"No," I said softly. "That wouldn't be bad at all."

I placed my hands on her hips, gently tugging the bikini bottoms down, over her perfectly rounded ass and onto her hips, which left her pussy exposed and I saw that she was already quite wet. I was reminded of her subtly sweet, slightly acidic flavor that I'd enjoyed the night before and without thinking about it I leaned forward so I could lick some of the juice from her lower lips, making her moan.

I noticed that she was swaying around a bit, as if struggling to focus on keeping her balance, so I said "Hey, Hazel, why don't you lay down? If you angle yourself right, you can play with Mama while I play with you," I said, grinning at her, and she looked over her shoulder at me.

"How?"

"Well, I mean, you could lay on your side and rest your head on Mama's leg," I suggested. "That way you have free use of your hand and your mouth, but you're not having to balance, so if I distract you too much you won't fall over."

She nodded. "Ah, yeah, okay, that makes sense," she said, moving and repositioning herself as I'd suggested. Once she was comfortably in her new position, she started touching Mama's clitoris again, eliciting a round of moans and whimpers.

Hazel's spot at the edge of the bed made it easy for me to bend forward and brush my lips against her swollen pussy lips, making her gasp and cry out. I was satisfied to hear the sounds of her pleasure, and I got even greater enjoyment from the way she started whimpering and mindlessly grinding her clit against my mouth when I opened my lips and started sucking in on it.

From my position between Hazel's legs I couldn't really see what was happening with Mama, so I stopped for a moment to look up. She was still making lots of moans and cries of pleasure, so I was fairly confident that Hazel was still touching her, which I confirmed when my eyes focused in on twin sister's thin, dainty hand forcefully plunging two fingers in and out of our mother's pussy.

Mama was a moaning mess, her eyes rolling back in her head as she let herself be washed away in the pleasure of her daughter's touch. I reached my arm out and rested my hand on Mama's leg- the only part of her I could reach- and started lightly massaging circles on her supple skin. I wasn't sure if it was the additional touch from me or if it was Hazel's insistent thrusting action, but nearly same the moment I made contact with her, Mama Aira started spasming and let out a loud, sharp cry. I was glad I'd stopped to watch for a moment so I was lucky enough to have my eyes fixed on Hazel fingering Mama Aira in time to see gushes of clear fluid squirting from her pussy. Hazel, with her head still laying on Mama's leg, got a fair amount of cum on her face and in the lengths of her hair.

"Fuuuuuuck," Mama said loudly, the syllable drawn out long. Her head was still laid back on the bed and she had her eyes closed, appearing to be in total bliss.

I heard a faint sound in the background that I realized belatedly was probably knocking when a moment later, the doorway from our parents' bedroom opened again and Daddy rushed in, looking worried.

"Is everything o- oh," he said, looking mildly surprised, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Okay. Sorry to interrupt," he said, backing out of the room again, and he closed the door behind him.

Hazel and I looked at each other, sharing a look of shock and horror. To our surprise, though, when she sat up after a moment and saw the looks on our faces, Mama giggled.

"What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost," she said. "It was just Daddy, right?"

"Just... What do you mean just Daddy?" I asked incredulously.

"Yeah, that's sort of the problem," Hazel added. "Daddy just walked in and saw us all laying on the bed, with me- and our bed- covered in your cum."

Mama bit her lip again, the telltale sign that she was almost certainly hiding something. "Oh, uh, well... it's not a big deal. He's seen me doing a lot more crazy stuff than that," she added, chuckling nervously.

"Mama..." I said, looking at her intently. "How is it not a big deal? I know you're polyamorous, but won't he still be upset that you're having sex with your daughters?"

Mama distracted herself by climbing off the bed and pulling her bikini bottoms back on, seeming unconcerned with the idea that they might get wet from the moisture between her legs. When she'd finished, she turned back to look at us.

"I... look, I'm not supposed to tell you this yet, okay?" she said, her eyes luminous as they stared intently at us. "I love you both dearly and I can assure you... it's not a problem for him. Can you please let Daddy and Mama Eliza help me explain things further later, like I promised we would?"

Hazel and I looked at each other again before looking back at Mama Aira and nodding.

"Okay, good. That's my good girls," she said, beaming brightly at us. "Now, since my wonderful daughters have given me such a spectacular orgasm, I think it's time I reward you, Darlings," she said, still smiling. "Have either of you gotten off yet?" Hazel and I both shook our heads, and Mama Aira nodded. "Okay, that's what I thought. I'd like to change that, if it's alright with you."

We both nodded our heads excitedly in reply, and her grin widened.

"Good. How about this- Hailey, you've been such a good girl but no one has even touched you yet, so we'll let you choose what you'd like to do," she said.

I felt my face blush bright pink. "Oh... uh... I... I don't know," I mumbled shyly.

"Take your time, Dear," Mama Aira said, sitting on the edge of the bed beside Hazel and pulling her in for an embrace with her one arm. She used the other to reach out to me and invite me onto the bed on her other side, and I allowed her to pull me into the hug, too.

I thought for a moment and eventually decided to ask for what had been on my mind since this morning, when I'd kissed Hazel after talking to our parents together earlier.

"I want to eat out Hazel. I like how she tastes," I said, making her giggle shyly.

"Oooooh," Mama Aira said, nodding. "Okay, that sounds like it would be fun. So, Hazel, how about you lay back and let your sister eat your pussy?"

"Yes please, I want to do that again," she said, giggling as she pressed a kiss to Mama's cheek. "That means you have to do a good job of making Hailey feel good, okay?"

Mama Aira nodded and barely suppressed a chuckle. "Again? I see you two have already been together, then. Is that what those noises were last night? I had assumed you were upset because of the storm."

Hazel flushed and nodded ever so slightly. "Well, I was upset because of the storm.... Hailey helped."

Our mother laughed. "I see, I suppose that makes sense. Heh, you two are absolutely adorable. I'm glad you two have each other for support. I love you both so very, very much," she said, turning her face side to side so she could smile at both of us before she eventually settled her gaze back on my twin. "Oh, and to answer your question, Hazel; yes, of course I'll take good care of Hailey."

Mama Aira looked back over at me. "So, Hailey, what would you like me to do to help make you feel good?"

"What do you like, Mama?" I asked, feeling nervous.

She grinned wider. "Well, I'm kind of kinky, so I'm not sure if I'm the best person to ask. But if you really want to know, I'm a huge cumslut. I love it when Daddy fills my pussy with his cum," she said without a hint of shame. "I love being bred by Daddy," she said, and I could tell by her dreamy tone and the faraway look in her eyes that she was likely daydreaming about it.

I bit my lip. "I mean, I can't say that sounds bad, but... he's not here," I pointed out, and her grin widened, her eyes locking back in on me.

"That's true. He's not in here right now. I could go get him, if you'd like. Or we can do something else."

I shook my head. "I'm too shy to have Daddy as part of this."

She nodded understandingly. "That's okay, sweetie. It's not a problem at all. Alternatively, I could just do it myself if that was really something you wanted."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused. "Do you have a strap on?"

She shook her head. "Ah, no, I don't really need one. I guess we haven't really explained this to you yet, but what we are... we don't have the same physical limitations you might expect people to have. We can shift our forms as we choose to," she said.

"Really?!" Hazel asked, incredulous. "How?"

Mama Aira chuckled, and I noticed a relatively small but distinct bulge slowly appear in her bikini bottoms. "Yes, really," she said. "It's not hard. You just have to want it and focus on it."

Hazel stared at Mama's small bulge, her jaw agape. "That's so cool! We can all do that?!"

She nodded. "Yes. We can't typically maintain the shifted forms for very long, but you can practice to build up the skill. I can typically hold them for about 12 hours at this point," she said proudly, and I watched disappointedly as her bulge disappeared just as it had appeared, leaving her swimsuit bottoms laying flat and smooth against her pubic area once again. "So, that's an option. But it's not necessary, either," she said hastily, as if afraid to seem too eager. "I'll do whatever you'd like, I just want to make you feel good."

"Can you impregnate someone?" I asked, curiosity coloring my voice.

"Oh, yeah. I can if I want to," she said nonchalantly. "I typically don't choose to, but yeah. It's possible. I guess perhaps we haven't explained how our pregnancies work, either. They're also a little different than other peoples' pregnancies. They don't happen by chance, really: it's all about intention. If both parties involved want to make a baby, then there's a chance to become pregnant. If either party involved is hesitant or uncomfortable with the idea of conceiving, then it doesn't happen. It's much more convenient than having to worry about pregnancy from any random sex you might choose to have," she added.

"You're welcome to think about the idea, but there's no need to get pregnant until you're ready," Mama said gently, reaching out to stroke my chin with her nimble fingers. "I remember when Daddy and I decided to make you girls," she trailed off with a dreamy tone.

"I... I don't think I'm ready to have a baby," I said, my voice hitching slightly.

Mama moved her hand up to the top of my head and started lightly stroking my smooth hair. "That's perfectly fine, sweetie. You're still pretty young yourself, you have plenty of time. We don't have to do anything like that right now. All I want right now is to know how I can make my lovely daughter feel good," she purred.

I bit my lip. "Well... the sex part sounds pretty fun," I admitted. "I... so, even if you cum in me, it won't make me pregnant?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"Nope! Not if you don't want to get pregnant. So, we could use a condom if you'd prefer, but there's no need as far as pregnancy risk. And we're all disease free, so there shouldn't be any issues there, either."

I bit my lip, considering. "So... there's no real risk?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"Not those sorts of risks. I guess there's always a risk that you might regret it, but that will always be true. You should only do what you're comfortable with. That also means that if you don't want me to touch you, I won't," she added.

"I do want you to," I said quietly. "I want to feel you inside of me. I- you'll be gentle, right?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Of course, Darling. I'll be nice and gentle with you if that's what you'd like. Are you still a virgin?" she asked me, and I hesitated.

"Well, I guess. I've not had sex before but... I have used toys. So it won't hurt me, if that's what you're asking," I said, and she nodded.

"Okay, sweetie. Thank you for letting me know. But yes, of course I'll be gentle with you. Are you sure it's what you want?" she asked, and I nodded.

"It is," I said confidently.

She nodded and smiled back at me, but Hazel let out a light groan.

"Awww, that's not fair! What if I want to have sex?" she asked, pouting.

"Well, I will be eating you out," I said. "I can finger you, too, if you'd like," I said.

She stuck out her lower lip further, her pout intensifying. "I guess that's fine... I still want to try having sex, though," she said, sounding frustrated.

Mama Aira kissed her forehead. "Oh, sweetie, there will be plenty of time. For now. though, we have a bit of a time limit on how long we can take so we don't have time to do everything now. Is it okay if your sister touches you for now, and then later, after we go talk to Daddy and Mama Eliza and check out the lake, then you can have sex whenever you'd like. I'll happily do it with you, if you'd like. Or I can show your sister how to grow a penis, if she'd like," Mama said, throwing a glance over her shoulder at me.

Hazel shook her head. "I... those both sound nice. I do like the ideas, but... there's someone else I want to do it with, first," she said, a bright blush creeping across her cheeks before she threw her hands up to hide her face.

"Who?!" I asked, feeling shocked and a bit betrayed. Hazel... didn't want to have sex with me? Who... who could she possibly want to be with more than me? I racked my brain trying to think of who it might be and the only person who came to mind was...

"Daddy," she whispered from behind her hands, confirming that my guess was correct.

Hazel had always been quite a Daddy's girl, loving to be close with him, and she always seemed to seek him out over our other parents, so it made enough sense.

Mama Aira smiled, a gleam in her eye. "Oh, sweetie... I think you should tell him that when you can," she said softly.

Hazel slightly lowered her hands down so she could look at Mama Aira, but she still masked the rest of her face with her fingers. "I can't, Mama. It's too embarrassing," she said, whimpering slightly. "What if... what if it grosses him out, Mama? What if he doesn't like me anymore?"

Mama Aira shook her head. "Oh Darling," she said, looking conflicted. "I- your father will not be grossed out by you. He loves you and he will always love you. And of course he'll still like you." She hesitated then said "The worst that could happen is that he might not be interested- which I sincerely doubt- and in that case he'll still love and like you so much, sweetie. That will absolutely never change; you're his daughter and he loves you so, so much. Both of you," she added, reaching out to take my hand in hers. "I promise we'll talk about this as a family later, but for now, please just trust me when I say that he will always love you both, no matter what."

Hazel and I both nodded, but I saw from her facial expression that she was still feeling nervous about it, so I decided to try to talk to her about it if we got a moment alone.

"I love you, Mama," Hazel said.

"I love you too, Darling. Do you still want to play more, or would you rather stop, my loves?" Mama Aira asked, her voice kind and gentle.

"More," I said at the same time Hazel said "I want to cum."

Mama chuckled at Hazel's bluntness. "Okay, Darlings. I guess you ought to get positioned on the bed, then," she said, her voice growing husky. I looked down and noticed her bulge was back, and this time it was a bit bigger than it had been before- it looked like her bikini bottoms were straining a bit against the force of her semi-hard penis pushing against the light pink fabric.

I was surprised by how excited I felt by the idea of touching my mom's penis, one I hadn't even known she could manifest until mere minutes ago. I pulled my hand from hers and set it on her lap, just mere inches from the strained fabric covering the dick.

Her gaze dropped to my hand and she grinned. "Do you want to touch it? Feel free, both of you. I'm not shy about it," she said, pulling her swimsuit back off and tossing it to the floor once again. She sat back on the bed and grabbed my hand to place it back on her thigh where it had been before she'd moved.

Hazel giggled shyly as I moved my hand forward and grazed my fingertips against her penis, which jerked slightly at my touch. My twin leaned forward and without a moment's hesitation she wrapped her lips into a perfect "O" around the tip of our mother's penis, eliciting a soft moan from Mama Aira, who placed her hand on Hazel's head and started to lightly stroke her hair, still-damp with Mama Aira's cum.

Hazel moved her head down, taking the penis further into her mouth, making our mother cry out softly. She kept moving her head down until her lips came to kiss against my hand, which was still wrapped lightly around the base. A light gagging sound escaped her throat and she drew back, gasping for air, and I found I rather enjoyed the sight of my twin gasping for air, her lips puffy and bright pink while her dark eyes were even darker than usual from her arousal. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, savoring the way she tasted: sweet as usual, with just a hint of a musky flavor underneath... I wondered if it came from Mama? I felt tempted to lean down and taste her myself but a small titter from Mama Aira drew my attention back to her.

"Gah, you two are adorable. I could watch you all day if Daddy and Mama Eliza weren't waiting for us..." she said, trailing off. It was a gentle but effective reminder that we didn't have time to dawdle for too long, so I stood and wiggled my panties off, exposing my pubic area to my mother for the first time in... well, as long as I could remember.

"You're beautiful," Mama breathed out, and I was pleased when I noticed that her cock was twitching a bit as she looked up and down my body.

"Do you like... looking at me, Mama?"

"I do," she said decidedly. "I really do, Hailey. You're so alluring... the idea of touching you, of being inside of you... I really am excited a lot by it. You've grown up into such a beautiful young woman. You both have," she added, looking over at Hazel and reaching out to lightly stroke her back, which made my twin shiver excitedly. "I want nothing more than to enjoy this moment here with you two."

"Okay, that's it," Hazel broke in, sounding a bit agitated. "Hailey, please, I'm so horny. Please, I can't take anymore. Please, please? I... I really want to cum," she repeated.

I giggled. "Okay, Hazel. Lay back, then," I said, and she immediately complied. She scooted back on the bed enough to make sure there was room for me before she spread her legs apart and laid her head back and waited patiently for me.

I almost wanted to laugh at how she was so willing to do what I asked if it meant she got what she wanted, but it also turned me on to know that she wanted my touch that desperately, so instead I crawled onto the bed and assumed the same position she initially had, on her hands and knees positioned below our mother's body- but now I was getting in position to eat out my twin.

Hazel had her feet planted on the bed with her knees (which were slightly trembling) up in the air, keeping her legs wide open which left her pussy exposed. If she was embarrassed by the exposure at all, she didn't show it, she just let out little whimpers of anticipation. Thinking about it, I realized that my pussy and ass were probably every bit as visible to my mother, and the thought made me flush with arousal. I wanted it. I wanted her....

"Go ahead and get started, Darling," Mama Aira said, as if reading my mind. "I'll take a minute to get us both warmed up while you play with your sister."

Hazel giggled, but the sound quickly shifted into a groan as I stuck my tongue out to get a taste of her once again. I savored it, loving the way her flavor overwhelmed my tongue and saturated my mind with lust. I plunged my tongue into her, moaning as her juices coated my tongue; she made some delicious sounds as I wiggled my tongue around inside of her.

I was so entirely focused on what I was doing that I had almost forgotten Mama Aira was there until suddenly I felt her soft, gentle touch as she put her hands on either side of my ass. Next thing I knew, I felt a light pressure moving up and down along my slit, and for a moment I anticipated that she might push herself into me just like that. I felt almost disappointed when I realized after a few seconds that it wasn't her penis touching me, it was her tongue; then I felt my disappointment fade as the moist tip of it stroked my clit with precision her penis wouldn't be able to. The pressure was a nice, slow build that made me start to moan into my sister's pussy. My mom was clearly experienced and knew exactly how to lick and stroke along my pussy- with a major concentration of her efforts on my most sensitive spot, my clit. It immediately became challenging to maintain my focus, and it took my sister wriggling to remind me that I was supposed to be attending to her needs.

I resumed my efforts, licking at my twin's clit with renewed vigor; she moaned and started thrusting her pelvis up to grind her clit against my tongue and lips. I dutifully continued my licking, trying hard to maintain my focus while Mama Aira had her face buried in my pussy. Once again my concentration was broken after only a minute or two of focusing as Mama started lightly flicking my clit with her tongue, which made my back arch down and I threw my head back, crying out as an orgasm flooded through me, overwhelming my senses.

"Hailey!" my twin grumbled and my eyes fluttered a few times before meeting hers.

"Sorry," I mumbled in response.

"Heh, sorry, Darling," Mama Aira said, pulling her mouth away from my pussy to respond. "I'm distracting her. Hailey, Dear, if you put your fingers in her, you'll be able to keep pleasuring her even if I distract you too much to use that lovely mouth of yours," she suggested.

I nodded and lightly traced my index finger along the outer part of my sister's vulva and slowly pushed into her wet entrance, making her groan with satisfaction.

"Mm mm, good girl," Mama Aira said, her voice deep and husky, and a moment later I felt a new sensation on my pussy, a slightly larger touch than the tip of a tongue; the tip of my Mama's penis was pressed against my wet outer lips. "Now, this might be a little distracting. Are you still sure this is what you want?" she asked.

"Yes, Mama," I said before returning my lips to my sister's engorged clitoris. Mama responded by pushing herself into me ever so slightly, drawing a moan from me that Hazel must have felt, because then she moaned, too. Mama pushed herself into me, slowly and gently.

"Does it hurt, sweetie?" she asked, and I shook my head.

"No, Mama. It doesn't hurt. You can keep going," I said, and she did; she pushed herself further into me, pressing all the way until I felt her smooth abdomen against my ass and her small ball sack pressing lightly against me. Her grip on my hips allowed her to guide me back and forth, making me start to bounce slowly on her dick. The added motion from being moved like this made my finger inside of Hazel thrust all the more, and she was starting to let out some soft but prolonged wails of delight.

"More, Hailey," she said in a tone somewhere between a request and a demand. "Add another finger." I did as she asked and pushed the middle finger in alongside the pointer finger, making her moan out "Oh fuck...."

"So this is what sex is like. I could get used to this," I thought to myself. I'd played with myself and had always enjoyed it, but I'd not begun to imagine the way it would feel to have a real person pushing their penis into me. I loved the warmth of her body against mine, the way her hands gripped my hips and slid my body- seemingly effortlessly- back and forth on her cock. I loved the heat and the firm but gentle pressure of her flesh pressing insistently deep into my body, drawing little moans and gasps with each thrust.

"I-i-is that g-good, Hazel?" I asked, struggling to form words as my mother continued to push herself into me.

"Yesssssss," she sang, sounding blissful. "Don't- ah- don't stop, I'm so close," she whimpered. "Fuck, Hailey, please lick my clit more," she said, but this time she sounded less confident about her demand and it came out sounding more like a plea.

I didn't say anything, but I conceded and put my tongue back on her clit, licking it with soft strokes. After repeating that for several minutes without getting her to orgasm, I decided to change my approach, and I placed my lips around her clitoris and started sucking it in softly between my lips. Between this and the rapid fingering she was where I wanted her within seconds; I felt her inner muscles clench up around my fingers as her hips bucked up sharply, driving her clit even harder into my mouth and she cried out, a tantalizing wail as she reached an orgasm that rocked through her body in waves for several seconds before she relaxed back onto the bed, a soft, whimpering mess.

"I love you, Hailey," she moaned, her voice coming out a bit hoarse.

"I love you too," I replied, moaning alongside her as Mama kept thrusting herself into me.

"Oh, good, are you done now? I guess that means I can go a little harder without having to worry about distracting you too much," Mama Aira said, panting slightly.

True to her word, my mom started pushing her penis into me, harder and faster now, with no signs of stopping. Her penis was a relatively small size, definitely no bigger than the toys I was used to, which made it easy to relax and enjoy the way the tip of her penis pressed into my g-spot each time she pushed into me. At the faster tempo, I started to release a long, continuous moan that was only slightly broken up with little hitches in my breath each time my mother finished a thrust into me.

"Oh Mama," I whimpered and released a moan that built up in my chest from a quiet purr to a loud groan as I was overtaken by an orgasm. My body seized up and spasmed several times, and I felt a sudden gush of fluids flow out around Mama's penis, making the area even wetter than it had been.

"Mmmmmm, that's my good girl," Mama cooed. "Do you want me to stop now? Or keep going until I cum into you?" she asked.

"C-cum in me," I said, unable to stand the idea of her stopping the rhythmic thrusting that was making my body feel so incredibly good. I felt a little embarrassed when Hazel giggled and finally sat up to look me in the eyes.

"Heh, you're so hot, Hailey. I could watch you get fucked all day," she said, making me moan mindlessly as Mama continued pounding into me.

Mama's speed increased even more so she was steadily slamming herself into me, her movements growing more and more frenzied; they were still relatively gentle, but I could tell she was somewhat losing her ability to control herself as she started grunting animalistically each time she pushed into me. Hazel reached forward and wrapped her hand in my hair and she kissed me, passionate and excited and joyful.

"Oh, my baby," Mama groaned. "Oh, I love you so much, babygirl. Oh fuck you feel so good."

Her words drove me over the edge again, making my eyes roll back into my head as my pussy started spasming once more.

"Oh fuck, Hailey, I'm going to cum," she cried out, seeming spurred on by my clenching down upon her. She pushed herself deep inside of me once, twice, three more times before her hands squeezed my hips and I felt her penis push all the way into me. "Oooooooh fuck," she cried as I felt a small spasm in her balls (which were resting right against my outer lips), followed by a hot burst of cum that I could feel gush around inside of me.

Mama moaned and lightly pulsed her hips back in and out of me a few times before she let out a sigh of contentment. "Oh, sweetie... you make your Mama feel so good. I'm so spoiled to have you two," she said, her voice loving as she lightly stroked up and down my back with her hand. "I love you both so much."

She patted my back and slowly pulled herself out of me, and I almost immediately felt a few drops of her cum starting to leak from my pussy. I wasn't sure what it was about it, but something about that feeling, something about that idea... the idea of having my pussy pumped full of cum like that... I had just gotten off twice and yet I was still more turned on now than ever.

"Fuuuck," I moaned, reaching my hand down between my legs to feel the cum. I was curious about it, what might it feel like, look like, or... taste like? I got a drop of the goopy fluid on my fingers and brought it up to where I could see it. It was a milky-white substance with an interesting, gooey consistency. Without stopping to think about what I was doing, I brought my fingers to my lips and tasted the cum there; it was salty, a little bitter, and very tangy. I swallowed it down and Hazel eyed me with a strange, unreadable look.

"Well, my darlings, that was... that was marvelous. I think now is probably about time for us to go clean ourselves up so we can do a relatively quick tour and meet up with Daddy and Mama Eliza," Mama Aira said, smiling broadly at us both when I turned to look at her. "I'll go to the shower in my room," she continued. "You two can use yours real quick, and I'll meet you back in here when you're done, okay?"

Hazel and I both nodded at her.

"Okay, good girls. I love you both so dearly," she said, her eyes watering a little bit. "Come here," she said, reaching her arms out. Hazel and I both stood up from the bed and she pulled us into a big hug. "I hope you enjoyed yourselves; I know I sure did. I love you and I'm so grateful for you both," she said. She kissed us each on the forehead before releasing us from her grip and scampering away. She went over to the door where our other parents had shown up and she went through it, closing it lightly behind her, leaving Hazel and I alone.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with mirth. "Oh, Hailey.... I can't believe we just did that," she said, sounding incredulous.

"Neither can I," I admitted. "I... I mean, it felt nice."

"It was hot, Hailey. I loved seeing how you totally lost yourself in the moment as you were getting fucked. God, I just... that felt like a dream come true."

"I know what you mean," I murmured, pulling her into a hug as I felt my mom's cum dripping down my inner thighs. "I know we have to get cleaned up, but first... can I just hold you for a minute? I'm so happy and I just want to be here with you."

"Always, Hailey," she said resolutely. "You never have to let me go, I'll be here with you forever."

We stood like that for a few minutes before I giggled. "Okay, maybe not forever. I have cum dripping and I don't want to make too big of a mess. I guess we should go clean up now," I said, and she chuckled in response.

"Okay, fine, but I'm coming in there with you," she said, grabbing my hand and leading the way toward the fourth and final doorway that led out of the room.

Sure enough, it led to a large bathroom with a sizable shower. Hazel slid open the glass door and walked in and turned on the water, letting it run until it was warm before she stepped into the stream and turned, letting it run through her long dark hair to rinse out the cum in it. Her movement left enough space for me to join her, so I climbed into the large shower behind her and closed the door.

"So... you want to have sex with Daddy?" I asked her with a light, teasing tone.

She bristled, clearly feeling a bit defensive. "Says the person who just had sex with her mom?"

I giggled. "Hazel, I don't think it's bad or anything, I think it's kinda cute. I was just curious, it almost sounded like you'd already thought about it."

She turned her eyes on me and bit her lip as she nodded silently and then looked away.

"Oh, Hazel, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to embarrass you," I said, and she sighed.

"N-no, it's okay. It's not your fault. I just... yeah. I've been thinking about it for a while, actually. I... I kind of thought there was something wrong with me."

I giggled. "No, Hazel, I don't think so. I guess if there is, it's something that's wrong with both of us. Maybe even all of us," I added, making her giggle, too.

"I love you sis," she said, sounding a bit more chipper.

"I love you too," I said. "Now, are you going to stand in the water all day or are you going to actually clean up?" I asked, making her giggle again.

She turned and grabbed the shower head and brought it down between her legs to start washing away the sex juices.

When she eventually turned back to me, she hesitated when I reached my hand out to take the shower head.

"Actually... before you clean up... can I taste?" she asked curiously. "I want to know what... well, I want to know what you both taste like," she admitted.

I grinned at her and asked "Is that what that look there was? You wanted to taste it too?"

She grinned sheepishly back at me. "Maybe."

I stuck my fingers down between my legs once again and scooped up another gob of the cum. I brought my hand up and she leaned forward to suck on my fingers and clean the juices off.

"Oooh, interesting," she said, her eyes widening in surprise. "Okay, not quite what I was expecting, but not bad, either."

I grinned at her as she handed me the shower head and leaned in further to kiss me on the lips.

"I love you so much, Hailey," she said tenderly when she'd pulled her face back from mine.

"I love you too," I said dreamily.

"Don't take too long in here, okay?" she said as she lightly wrung her hair out. "I'll meet you out in the bedroom."

She clambered out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the nearby towel rack and started the process of drying off while I began rinsing off.

I was tempted to start fingering myself (as I was still quite turned on) but I knew she was right- we needed to get going.

I sighed happily to myself as I rinsed my body clean.

It really did feel like a dream come true.