It was the quickest turnaround in history. It was a rare occasion when Matt had to go into the office on any day, let alone a Friday. And a Friday when Em was off school. He did get the obligatory blowjob at the breakfast bar, and she made a point of kissing him with her mouth full of his spunk for good measure. But he had become accustomed to her doing that. She used to tell him that if she was going to swallow, then he was going to share.
Sandra entered the kitchen as they were kissing. She had become far more confident around them since the time she got fucked in their bedroom. She smiled, sidled up to her daughter and placed her hand on her ass for a good-sized squeeze. Once they parted, Sandra kissed her husband good morning. She looked at the state of his cock.
“She’s beaten me too it, has she?” she quipped.
Matt nodded. In the last few weeks, it had become a bit of a race as to who sucked him off on Fridays. It used to be his daughter, but now his wife was also getting in on the act, and he found himself enjoying the attention of both women.
But work called, and he had to get ready and leave. He couldn’t believe the timing of this important meeting. How dare they organise it for a Friday?
He left his daughter and wife in the kitchen, looking at each other across the breakfast bar. Em was naked as she usually was, and her mother wore a silk nightdress. The colour red suited her, Em thought.
Em remembered the previous night, when she entered her mother’s room, her old room, on her way to bed after watching a late-night film. She remembered slipping under the bedclothes and crawling up between her mother’s thighs and licking her soft and warm pussy until she came hard. Leaving her mother’s body shaking under the bedclothes and throbbing for more of the same.
Her father was next on her list. It was late, but there was no way he was going to get away without fucking her because they had practically fucked every night since they got together. For the last few weeks, since her mother announced herself at their bedroom door one night, they had all been at it. Neither Em nor Matt could believe how much sex they were actually getting now that her mother, his wife, was also getting involved.
Em looked at her mother, swallowed hard and started to feel horny as fuck.
“Want to kill some kittens?” she asked.
Sandra smiled. “I have work to do, darling.”
Em picked up the home phone and dialled her mother’s work number. She waited for the receptionist to put her through to David Evans, her mother’s boss.
Sandra listened, open-mouthed when his name was mentioned.
“Oh, hello,” Em said, “this is Sandra’s daughter here, Emma,” she continued. “I’m afraid my mother is rather ill this morning. She asked me to ring you as she’s currently in the loo.”
Em winked at her mother and listened to David speaking.
“Yes, I think it’s a stomach bug or something like that,” Em replied. “Shall I get her to call you when she’s feeling more together?”
Sandra couldn’t believe the efficacy of the lies that her daughter was coming up with.
“No, okay, well, thank you. I’ll let her know.”
Em stared at her mother and slowly put the phone down on the table. “Get your sorry ass upstairs, now,” she commanded.
Sandra smiled, slipped off the high stool and started to move. She was close to the stairs when she heard a shout.
“And get the feeldoe out from the bedside cabinet.”
Em smiled. She couldn’t believe the submissiveness of her mother when it came to sex. Shame she didn’t display such behaviour with her husband. She waited a while before she made her way up to the bedroom.
It was a sight for sore eyes when Em opened the door. Her mother was naked, on all fours on the edge of the bed, her head down and resting on a pillow, her fingers plied softly at her folds, slipping now and then into her pussy. Moans left her mouth, only to be gathered by the cotton pillowcase.
Em knew she would be relishing the wait.
Em entered the bedroom, gathered up the feeldoe and inserted it into her pussy. She was already wet as fuck, and the feel of it going into her nearly brought her off. She could have played with it, but the sight of her mother’s ass just waiting to be licked caught her attention.
Em knelt, admired her mother’s bottom and slowly let her tongue slip over her little bud. She prodded it with the tip before lapping at the little star. She let the flat of her tongue drift downwards and started to lick and push her tongue into her pussy.
Moans filled the room. Em left her mother for a brief while. She collected her phone and took a picture of her mother’s bare ass and pussy before going back to licking it, and then she took a selfie from over her shoulder. A picture of the cock jutting out of her groin was next, followed by it being pushed all the way into her mother’s cunt.
She fucked her mother slowly while composing a text message to her father. She attached the pictures.
Will you look at what you’re missing? She entered and pressed send.
She leaned over her mother and fucked the dildo into her.
“You like that, don’t you?” she asked.
Her mother nodded.
“Is it better than Dad’s?”
Again, Sandra nodded.
“Good answer,” she said, “I’m going to fuck you good and proper.”
“Yes, give it to me, baby,” her mother said.
“I’m gonna make you cum so hard,” Em replied.
Then she had a thought. She turned her mother around and mounted her. Their tits crashed together, nipples rubbing as she frantically inserted her plastic cock once more. She humped her mother while holding her tits in each hand.
The kiss was passionate. Tongues fought for the right of domination. Em seemed to be winning until her mother cried out that she was cumming. Sandra pulled Em into her, her face riding over her shoulder and into the pillow. She moaned and cried as she took hold of the orgasm rushing through her. She owned it, fully, her body shaking as she clung to her daughter as if her life depended on it.
The fucking continued while her mother shook beneath her. Each of Em’s grunts was associated with more pleasurable moans. Em was relentless and didn’t let her cock slip from her mother’s cunt until several orgasms had worked their way through her body, each one more powerful than the last.
Em felt as sated as her mother.
The phone pinged. Em smiled, rolled off her mother’s body and picked up the phone.
You bastards…How could you?
It was the reply she was hoping for.
“Who’s that?” asked Sandra.
“A text from Dad, seems he’s a little pissed off with the pictures I sent him.” She handed her mother the phone.
“You sent him these? How could you?”
Em slapped her mother’s pussy hard. Sandra yelped. “Don’t you dare tell me what I can or cannot do with pictures of your body,” Em scolded her. She took the feeldoe from her pussy and dropped it on the bed. She crawled up it and placed her back against the headboard. Camera in hand.
“You must be hungry,” she said.
Her mother took the hint. Moved between Em’s thighs and looked into her daughter’s eyes. All she could see was the determination on her face, the scowl that was directed towards her.
“What are you waiting for?” Em spat the words out like they were alien.
Sandra dipped her mouth towards her daughter’s pussy and started licking. There was a clicking sound from the camera while Em activated the video.
“That’s it, mother dear, eat it until I cover your face with cum.” She spoke with such clarity. Instructing her mother to lick her, tongue her, slip her finger into her cunt, and finger-fuck her. All her filthy words were being laid down over the moving images of her mother’s face in her cunt.
Her actions fuelled a horniness in her that she hadn’t felt for a long time. Maybe it was how she treated her mother, maybe it was her mother’s compliant attitude, and maybe it was what she was planning to do with the video after she’d splashed her cum all over her mother’s face.
She felt her orgasm build, felt her body twitch and turn with the buildup of pleasure. She tried her best to keep the phone steady.
“I’m cumming, mother, going to splash all over your beautiful face,” she said, more for the camera’s benefit than for her mother.
And cum she did. Pussy juice squirted all over her mother’s face. Em was looking at her orgasm through the camera, but she felt everything explode at the same time.
“That’s it, eat me out,” Em said. “They taught you well at that kitten club, didn’t they? If only Dad could see you now. See you down there, munching that bare carpet.”
Even with her face buried in her daughter’s pussy and concentrating hard on giving her as much pleasure as she received from the fucking, Sandra’s orgasm hit her. It was the words that Em used. All those filthy words describing her behaviour were spot on; it was what she loved the most, how she liked to behave the most, with her mouth buried in juicy twat and someone instructing her as to what to do and telling her what a good girl she was.
Em flung her head backwards when her body started shaking. She flooded her mother’s face with more than three hefty gushes of girl cum. She caught it all on camera. It was all there. Every last drop of it, even the part when her mother raised her head with her mouth open, trying to drink it all in.
Em let her mother climb up onto the bed. Pulled her close and kissed her. It lasted forever. The most loving kiss in the world, just not the type you’d normally see between mother and daughter. Em couldn’t believe how they got to this position. How the tables had turned between mother and daughter, and how she seemed to be able to control her mother’s sexual appetite at will.
Sandra knew, though. She knew exactly how that had come about, and it was all because of that club and what she had learned about herself in the process. She knew the kind of slut she was when it came to women.
“You’re a dirty little fucker, Mum,” Em said after taking a deep breath. “How did you get so bad?”
“I know,” Sandra replied, “you seem to bring out the worst in me.”
Em typed on her phone and sent the video to her Dad.
“Dad’s going to love this,” she said.
Sandra snuggled into her daughter, resting her head on her shoulders and cupping her breast in her hand. She caressed Em and just relaxed by being close to her.
“I couldn’t believe it when you phoned my boss,” Sandra said. “I must play truant more often.”
Em sniggered. “It wasn’t all my doing,” she said, “Dad did that with the school when he fucked me the first time.” It was a confession that Em needed to get off her chest.
“Did you like me licking your ass?” Em asked.
Sandra nodded, “Yes, it was nice.”
“Good, because Dad is going to fuck it tonight,” she said. Her tone was deliberate and firm.
“I’ve never…” Sandra didn’t finish the sentence when the phone pinged again.
Jesus, Em, who are you? What have you done to your mother? Her father’s message questioned who or what his daughter had become.
Your baby slut, Daddy, she replied.
Oh, and you’re taking Mum’s ass tonight when you get home. I hope you’re excited.
Em waited for his response while her mother suckled on her breasts. The simple act was turning her on, and she knew where it was going to end.
You’re kidding me, she won’t go for that, Matt replied. Em giggled.
“Dad doesn’t believe he’s taking your ass tonight,” Em told her mother.
“Am I?” Sandra asked, while her finger absentmindedly circled her daughter’s nipple.
“Yes, you fucking well are, and I’m going to show you how nice it is.”
I’ve told her what’s going to happen tonight, so be prepared; there’s no other option. She’s mine now. This slut of a mother is all mine.
Em couldn’t believe she had told her father her thoughts, but she had. And Sandra was all hers to play with, to control, to bend to her will.
The thought of what she had just told her father turned her from horny to insatiable. She looked at her mother’s hand as it lifted Em’s breast to suck on the nipple.
“You’re such a good sex toy, Mum,” she said. “Who’d have thought you’d be lying here today sucking your daughter’s tits, and loving it.”
Em’s lips quivered as a bolt of lightning shot through her body, igniting the flames once more.
“I think it’s time for another licking,” she said, “go on, get down there and bring me off again.”
Her mother complied. Pulled herself upright so that she could crawl between her daughter’s thighs. She parted them with one hand. Em did the rest, as she watched her mother’s face descend lower and lower.
“That’s it, lick me,” she mewled. Em watched her mother lick and suck at her pussy, and the first touch caused an electric shock to shoot through her. She closed her eyes and savoured the feeling. With her body vibrating and on the verge of another orgasm, she slithered down the bed, taking her mother with her.
“Turn around,” she instructed.
Sandra swivelled on the bed, lifted her legs so that they rested on each side of her daughter’s face. She lowered her pussy to her waiting tongue and shook when her daughter’s mouth sucked on her labia. Seconds later, she returned to licking the smooth pussy facing her as they settled into a languorous sixty-nine.
They hadn’t stopped all morning, but there was always one more orgasm before lunchtime.
