The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm, golden light across the modest bedroom, illuminating the light wooden paneling and the brass cross hanging above the quilted bedspread. Outside the blue-curtained window, the night was quiet. Three young identical triplets with long, cascading blonde hair, brilliant light brown eyes, and the exact same gorgeous hot body, knelt side by side on the floor, their full, heavy breasts pressed lightly against the edge of their large shared king-sized bed. Each wore a matching light-pink satin and lace camisole that clung to their soft curves and delicate matching panties that barely covered the soft mounds of their asses. Their hands were clasped together in prayer, heads bowed, voices soft. “Dear lord,” said the eldest of the triplets, Monica Anne, her voice strong with both devotion and barely contained desire, “thank you for the love that binds us as sisters…and for the sacred gift of our incestuous passion. Bless our bodies, our hearts, and the incest we share every night.” It was the first part of the prayer the three girls shared together each night at bed time. Stephanie, the middle sister, her eyes half-closed as she felt the familiar heat already pooling between her thighs, then said, “Guide us in our incestuous love. Let us worship each other’s bodies as we worship you.” The youngest, Jacqueline, pressed her soft thighs together and added in a breathy tone, “Fill us with pure, romantic incestuous desire. Let our pussies and mouths and asses join in holy incest tonight.” The girls then said “Amen” and crossed themselves in unison. They then rose slowly, the sexy, cool pink satin gentle and so sensual against their skin. Monica Anne turned first, cupping Stephanie’s face with both hands and kissing her deeply, tongues sliding together in a slow, loving tangle. Jacqueline pressed in from the side, kissing the corner of their joined mouths, then claiming Stephanie’s lips for herself. The three sisters melted into a three-way embrace, hands roaming over soft satin and lace, squeezing full large breasts, sliding down to cup each other’s rounded asses. “I love our incest so much,” Monica Anne whispered against Jacqueline’s mouth. “My beautiful sisters…my lovers.” They climbed onto the bed together, the white quilted bedspread cool beneath their knees. Monica Anne lay back first, spreading her long legs wide. Stephanie crawled between them, peeling Monica Anne’s pink satin and lace panties down her smooth thighs and tossing them aside. The scent of Monica Anne’s already-slick pussy rose thick and sweet. Stephanie moaned and buried her face between her older sister’s thighs, tongue flattening against the wet slit, lapping slowly from entrance to clit. “Oh fuck…yes, Stephanie…eat your sister’s pussy,” Monica Anne gasped, threading her fingers into Stephanie’s long blonde hair. “Taste how much I love this incest.” Jacqueline straddled Monica Anne’s face, lowering her own soaked panties to the side so her puffy, dripping cunt hovered right above Monica Anne’s mouth. Monica Anne reached up, gripped Jacqueline’s soft ass, and pulled her down, tongue plunging deep into her little sister’s hot hole. Jacqueline cried out, grinding her pussy against Monica Anne’s face while she leaned forward to watch Stephanie devour Monica Anne. Stephanie licked and sucked with devoted hunger, two fingers sliding into Monica Anne’s tight cunt, curling upward, fucking her in steady strokes. The wet sounds of incestuous pussy-eating filled the room – slurping, moaning, the soft creak of the large bed. Jacqueline reached back and tugged Stephanie’s panties down, then slid two of her fingers into Stephanie’s dripping entrance from behind, fingering her sister while Stephanie continued to feast. “Incest tastes so good,” Jacqueline panted, rocking on Monica Anne’s tongue. “Your tongue in my pussy…Stephanie’s fingers in yours…pure sisterly love.” They shifted positions without breaking the loving rhythm. Stephanie rolled onto her back. Jacqueline straddled her face immediately, lowering her glistening cunt onto Stephanie’s eager mouth. Monica Anne knelt behind Jacqueline, spreading her sister’s ass cheeks and diving in, tongue circling the tight pink star before plunging her face hard into Jacqueline’s ass while her fingers fucked Stephanie’s pussy hard and deep. Three sets of long blonde hair spilled across the pillows and sheets as they ate and fingered each other in a continuous chain of incestuous pleasure. Monica Anne reached to the nightstand drawer and pulled out their favorite toys: a powerful hand-held vibrator, two thick realistic dildos, and the long, flexible double-ended dildo they reserved for their deepest nights of sisterly love. Monica Anne pressed the buzzing vibrator against Stephanie’s swollen clit while Jacqueline continued riding Stephanie’s tongue. Stephanie moaned into Jacqueline’s cunt, thighs shaking. Monica Anne slowly pushed one of the dildos into Stephanie’s stretched pussy, fucking her with it in time with the vibrator’s relentless buzz. “Take your sister’s dildo,” Monica Anne cooed. “Feel how deep our incest goes.” Jacqueline scrambled for the second dildo, lubing it quickly with her own juices before pressing it against Monica Anne’s slit. She sank it in inch by inch while Monica Anne continued working Stephanie. The three of them moved together – fucking, sucking, vibrating – bodies slick with sweat and arousal, long blonde hair sticking to damp skin. “I want more,” Jacqueline begged, eyes glassy with love and lust. “I need to see the two of you ass to ass.” They rearranged onto their hands and knees in a tight triangle of pure sisterly devotion. Monica Anne and Stephanie faced opposite directions, asses pressed close. Jacqueline carefully worked one end of the double-ended dildo into Monica Anne’s dripping pussy, then the other end into Stephanie’s. The sisters pushed backward until their asses met in the middle, the thick shaft disappearing completely between them, connecting them cunt-to-cunt. Jacqueline crawled behind them, kissing each soft, rounded cheek, then guided the length of her favorite of the two dildos into her own pussy while she reached around to stroke both sisters’ clits. But the true centerpiece was the double dildo locking Monica Anne and Stephanie together. “Push,” Monica Anne ordered softly. “Let’s fuck each other good.” Monica Anne and Stephanie began to rock, the double dildo sliding in and out of both tight holes as their asses slapped gently together. Jacqueline added the vibrator, pressing it first against Monica Anne’s clit, then Stephanie’s, then her own. The room filled with the wet slap of incestuous fucking, the low buzz of the vibrator, and the loving moans of three sisters completely lost in one another. “I love you both,” Stephanie cried out, voice cracking. “I love this incest…I love feeling my sister’s pussy on the other end of this cock…” Monica Anne repeated “I love you both” then said firmly to Stephanie, “Harder! Fuck me with your cunt, Stephanie. Make me come.” Jacqueline knelt up, one hand bracing on Monica Anne’s back, the other on Stephanie’s, and fucked herself with her dildo while she watched her older sisters pound each other through the shared shaft that was deep inside them both. She leaned forward and licked the place where the double dildo disappeared into each of them, tasting both of her sisters at once. Their orgasms built like a shared wave. Stephanie came first, moaning with such passion, pussy clamping down so hard the double dildo pushed even further inside Monica Anne. Monica Anne followed seconds later, thighs shaking, cum dripping down the shaft and onto the sheets. Jacqueline pressed the vibrator hard against her own clit and exploded with them, squirting across the bedspread as she sighed heavily, “I love you both so much.” They collapsed together. The double dildo was gently withdrawn, cleaned simultaneously by Stephanie and Jacqueline using their still very hungry mouths, and set aside. Monica Anne pulled both sisters into her arms, kissing their foreheads, their lips, the salty tears of pleasure at the corners of their eyes. “Every night,” she whispered, stroking their hair. “Every night we pray, and every night we celebrate our incestuous love.” Stephanie nuzzled against one full breast, Jacqueline against the other. Both younger sisters started to gently suckle on their older sisters hard nipples. Their hands still wandered lazily – fingering, stroking, tasting each other in the afterglow – until the lamp was finally switched off. The three sisters fell asleep wrapped tightly together, hearts full of romantic, unbreakable incestuous love, already looking forward to the next night’s prayers…and the passionate, pussy-soaked worship that always followed.
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