“Oh, Fuck. OH Fuck. OH FUCK…YES!” Stacy yelled as my tongue flicked across her clit, and my fingers slid in and out of her sopping wet pussy. I kissed up her body, making my way to her neck. As I reached her neck, my dick slid into her gaping hole easily. She moaned and clawed my back pulling me closer.
A teenage girl’s voice from the other side of the bedroom door said, “No siblings!”
I couldn’t help but to crack up laughing as I pounded into her mom. Stacy giggled but seemed otherwise unfazed by her daughter on the other side of the door listening to us fuck. She wrapped her legs around me, pushing me to go faster and harder. She was moaning loudly with every thrust and digging her nails into my ass. We were both getting close as she started panting, “Fuck” over and over. Suddenly she let out a cry of random noises as she spasmed uncontrollably and I blasted into her every drop I had to offer.
Once we caught our breath and put on some clothes, we went out to the living room. Becky was sitting on the couch watching TV, and looked over at us as we walked in. She looked rather grumpy as she said, “Better not get pregnant, damn it.” Stacy waiver her off with a smile and sat down on the couch.
In a joking tone, I said, “You’re just jealous it wasn’t you,” and patted the top of her head as I walked by.
“What? No! I do not want to be any part of… that,” Becky said, doing her best to look disgusted, but I thought I saw a twinkle in her eye.
Stacy said with a sarcastic grin, “You want to fuck him, fuck him.”
I gave Becky a quizzical look, hoping she would say something along the lines of, ‘Hell yeah, let’s fuck!’ I mean it’s not very often your girlfriend basically gives you permission to fuck her extremely hot eighteen-year-old daughter. Predictably, Becky’s response was nothing of the sort. She mocked gagging herself with a finger and said, “Gross.” I noticed she moved her legs to where I could see right up the leg hole in her extremely short, shorts. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, and her shaved pussy was on full display. Though her mom couldn’t see it from that angle. Becky caught me looking, gave me a mischievous grin, scratched her well-toned thigh, and subtly moved her shorts so I couldn’t see anymore.
Around midnight Stacy went to bed. I stayed up to watch more of the show we had been bingeing. Becky moved next to me on the couch and laid her head on my shoulder. In and of itself, her doing that was not out of the ordinary, but my mind was still on the sneak peek I had up her shorts. Along with that mischievously sexy grin she gave me when she noticed I was looking. I gazed down at her cleavage showing in the low-cut, light pink tank top she was wearing. It was stretched tight against her breast, but the rest of it was loose. I looked further down, and noticed her hand was resting between her legs. One of her fingers looked to be going into the leg hole of her shorts. I asked, just to make sure I was seeing it right, “Are you playing with yourself?”
She looked at me shocked, but didn’t move her hand as she said, “What? No!” Then her finger flicked, and it looked to be just about the right position to flick her clit.
I grinned, “Right. Must be my mistake.”
She gave me that mischievously sexy grin again, “Do you want me to?”
“That is entirely up to you,” I said trying to be diplomatic.
Becky moved her the leg of her shorts over, and let me watch as she slid her finger over her glistening shaved slit. Her clit stuck out slightly at the top, and she rubbed circles around it. She was just starting to breathe harder when suddenly she stopped, closed her legs in a hurry, and acted like she had just been watching the show the whole time. I looked up to see Stacy in the kitchen getting some water before she shuffled back off to bed. Becky turned in her seat, moved her back against the armrest, and made sure I could see everything as she went back to playing with herself.
I asked in a whisper, “Would you like some help with that?”
She took her shorts off, just barely moving her butt to do so, and asked like she was completely confused, “Help with what?” She slid a finger into her pussy, while giving me that sexy mischievous grin.
“Well, if I can’t help, maybe I can join?” I asked hopefully. My dick was straining again my jeans needing relief.
She shrugged and continued to finger herself. I pulled out my dick and started stroking as I watched her finger slide in and out of her. Her thumb brushed her clit every time she slid her finger in. She picked up the pace as she watched my hand move up and down my shaft. Breathing rather hard, and completely red in the face she yanked her shirt off. It wasn’t doing much to hide her perfect perky tits anyway, but I still loved the view. They looked big on her small frame, but each one was not much more than a hand full. Her light pink nipples stuck out, hard as rocks. Becky was completely naked, and fingering herself right in front of me while she watched me jack off.
I slid my jeans down to my knees so the zipper would stop poking me in the balls, but it seems Becky took that as an invention. I wasn’t complaining when she sat on my lap, rubbing her smooth pussy against my dick. Her hips moved back and forth lubricating my dick with her own juices. Her tits were almost at eye level. I wanted to bury my face in them but thought better of it. I wasn’t sure how she would react if I pushed things forward. I didn’t have to wait long though. She grabbed my head and shoved my face into her cleavage. She slid her hips forward, raised up, and slid my dick into her with a soft moan in my ear. Fuck she was tight. She bottomed out on my balls smashing them under her ass.
She started off slowly, moving up and down impaling herself on my hard shaft. She built up speed as I kissed, licked, and sucked her nipples. Squeezing her ass as she moved. She started panting and moaning incoherently. Letting out almost a sigh mixed with a moan every time she buried my dick deep inside. I could feel the head of my dick hitting her cervix when she bottomed out. I was getting close, but I wanted to make this last as long as I could.
Fuck she was hot. Her frame was talk and slim, and well-toned from years of running track. With her brown hair, and long face she kinda looked like a young Alanis Morissette. She smelled good too. Besides the delightful smell of young pussy getting fucked, there was a sweet aroma of vanilla. Her breathing started to get ragged as she moved up and down, back and forth. Rubbing her tits in my face the entire time. Suddenly she smashed my face into her cleavage so hard I could hardly breathe, and let out a throaty growl just above my head. Her pussy squeezed my dick hard, and I could feel the ripples of her muscles across the length of my shaft. That was too much for me to take, and I coated her insides with my cum.
Becky took a moment to catch her breath before she looked me in the eyes with a grin. Her sexy grin faded quickly as her eyes went over my head. “Fuck,” she said in a flat tone.
I tilted my head back and Stacy was standing there, with nothing covering her good size breast, behind the couch looking at us. I tried for an easy grin as I raised my hands in surrender, “Hey, you said we could.”
Stacy was staring daggers at Becky, still sitting on my dick, and asked, “How could you?”
Becky stammered, “I…well…it…I don’t know. Just kinda happened.”
Stacy said with a quiet but menacing tone, “Get off him, now,” and she walked around the front of the couch.
Becky sat on the couch next to me, watching as her naked mother came around the couch. Then Stacy put a hand on each of her daughter’s knees and spread them wide. A drop of my cum dripped onto the sofa from her pussy.
Stacy looked between her daughter’s legs, smiled, and said, “Well, that looks tasty.” Then, she lowered her head and licked the dripping cum from her daughter.
Becky seemed to be shocked. Unable to move, speak, or react in any way. At least for a moment. Her mom’s tongue seemed to get the better of her, though. She relaxed and put a hand on her mom’s head. I turned so I could get a better view. Becky started moaning just before Stacy pulled her head away, looked at me, and said, “Well, don’t just sit there watching. Get over here and fuck me.”
Never one to disobey orders, I got up and moved behind Stacy. I took a moment to admire her perfectly shaped ass before sliding my dick into her already dipping hole. I locked eyes with Becky as I gripped her mom’s hips, and slid into her. I have no idea how I was ready to go again, but I wasn’t complaining. I pounded into Stacy as I stared into Becky’s eyes. She was already breathing hard and seemed to be enjoying her mom’s oral attention a great deal. I couldn’t see exactly what was happening, but I could see Stacy’s face was buried in her daughter’s pussy. The closer Becky got, the closer I got. Stacy seemed to moan into Becky’s pussy with every hard thrust I shoved into her. It was only a few minutes before Stacy pulled back from her daughter’s pussy moaning, groaning, and shaking with what appeared to be the strongest orgasm I’ve watched her have.
After a few minutes, Stacy asked Becky, “Swap?”
Becky didn’t even hesitate a little. She jumped off the couch, and got on her hands and knees waiting for her mother to get on the couch. She shook her ass back and forth like a happy puppy waiving its tail. I was mesmerized watching it sway. A nice small ass with plump cheeks. Her ass wasn’t as shapely as her mom’s, but damn it looked good. I lined up my dick and slid smoothly into her. As the head of my dick smashed into her cervix, Becky let out a guttural sound of pleasure. It occurred to me that some of the lubrication I was feeling was her mom’s saliva. I started pounding Becky as she buried her head into her mom’s pussy. I had been getting close to Stacy. With Becky’s pussy so much tighter, I was on the verge of exploding at any moment.
Becky pulled back from her mom’s pussy long enough to pant, “FUCK, ME!” I sped up and pounded her with everything I had. Somehow I kept it up for a good while, on the edge of cumming with every single thrust. Slamming my hips into her firm ass. Stacy blasted off into bliss, Becky joined her shortly after, and I exploded no longer able to hold back. I collapsed on the floor, completely spent. Becky did too but rolled over on her back. Stacy laid her head on the back of the couch seemingly in her own little world.
Once I recovered somewhat, I got up on the couch next to Stacy. She smiled at me and asked, “Have fun?”
“That’s one word for it,” I said with a smirk.
Becky sat sideways on my lap, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck, and said, “I had fun.” Then she kissed my cheek.
Stacy moved over, and I put my arm around her shoulders. She laid her head on me. Becky draped her legs across her mom’s lap. Stacy put a hand on Becky’s inner thigh so close to her pussy, might as well have been playing wither her. We sat quietly until Stacy said, “Alright, bedtime. We all have work in the morning.”
