I commanded. "Daugh-" Karen choked and cleared her throat. "Daughter, I love you." She whispered. "Louder, so she knows it is coming from you, her mother." "Daughter, I love you." Karen spoke clearly. "Holly, you repeat it." "Mommy, I love you." She giggled, probably from the ridiculousness of the word she hadn't used in nearly ten years. "I want you both to keep your eyes open and kiss one another. Nothing special, just a kiss on the lips, but remember keep your eyes open. I want you to see the other as you do it. Go now." I ordered. Very tentatively, the two women slowly leaned teens forward. I stared intensly to make sure they didn't so much as blink when their lips met between them. Although I told them the kiss did not need to be anything special, as I was more interested in gauging their willingness before I moved on to more life altering acts, I was surprised to see them cocking their heads and opening their mouths after a few seconds. They started to lose themselves in their kiss when I saw their eyes flutter close and the soft 'slurps' and moans from the mixing of saliva and intermingling tongues beginning to emanate between them. "That's enough." I gently told them. Karen and Holly continued to kiss for another couple of seconds before obeying and oriental breaking their kiss. Love and passion thrashed like a storm in their eyes as mother and daughter stared at one another. They had breached a door that most never get the chance to open. That 'first' awakening japanese kiss would feel like nothing either had ever experienced before or will ever experience again and so I allowed them to ruminate on it in the soft glow of flickering candle light. As I observed the mother and daughter, I knew that I was barely in the room with them. The tears welling up in each other's eyes was asian telltale of the desire and love that was coursing through their bodies, as the realization of all the years spent burying and denying the possibility that such a bond could exist. "You've spent much of Holly's early years dressing and undressing her, Karen. Remove your daughter's clothing once more and rediscover what you helped to create." I said. Karen looked up at me for a moment with a slight look of shock and apprehension, though she knew full well this was coming, but still unprepared despite it. Taking a deep breath and bringing her loving gaze back to her little girl, Karen swallowed hard as Holly looked on passionately, looking forward to once again being little for her mother. They smiled at one another as Karen leaned forward and taking the hem of her daughter's nightie in hand, slowly lifted the scant material up over her head as Holly lifted her arms. Even though the babydoll was sheer enough to leave nothing to the imagination, it still didn't stop Karen's heart from skipping beat when Holly's growing naked breasts came into full view. It was easy to see the slight embarrassment on Holly's cheeks being looked upon by two sets of lust-filled eyes, but rather than cover up, she embraced her vulnerability by putting her arms down to her side and sticking out her chest for her mother's approval. As they passed me one of them looked down at me and gave me a filthy look. He didn't mind me sucking him off in the mall restroom, the unisex dressing rooms, or even at the teens movie theater in the past, but at all of those places, it was the close proximity of the people that made it hot, not that they actually saw us doing it. With Miranda implanted in his bedroom, the anticipated maneuverings by the expectant mothers didn’t occur. The car was just far enough away to that it wouldn't hit me, but enough to know that they were following me, so I stopped. I jacked away and in short order I shot a load into the toilet. _______________________________________________ Becky asked how I liked the BBQ sauce? We were apparently the last to arrive. It was amazing to feel my mother licking me clean after I won my bet. “Fuck me baby this pussy need to be cum filled please deeper honey”. He smiled and showed me a brief nod. The situation seemed almost unbelievable to Michael. The picnic was a weekly event that was popular throughout the spring and summer on the town. I know he couldn’t see it but I have the biggest grin on my face because I don’t need to hide the fact that I love my brother and he loves me as well. I just stood there facing them as I folded my dress asian japanese and put it in Jon’s locker. Things faded and she was once again in a van handcuffed to the seat. Was this the key? They both swore those ‘bitchy cunts’ were the devil’s own spawn set on earth to ruin their brothers’ lives. “Kind of, but it’s okay, it tickles too.” Thanks to Mrs. Hiragawa, one of my sex slaves, I had access to an experimental form of Viagra. Problem of course was how to do it and make it convincing. “Yeah, that makes sense,” says Jason. “Is your brother drawing porn?” asked Rita. “Don't worry. It’s unbelievable.” Then I said, “How the hell did you not know it was me? You said when I came in “You came, Patrick.” “When oriental was that?” Then Kate said and continued, “I asked your brother Chris if you went upstairs and turned in for the night. “You couldn’t do that!