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Story Codes: Teen male/Female, Teen male/Female/Teen female, Teen male/Teen female, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Creampie, Virgin, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, MILF, Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckolding

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Note: Thanks to ferretfyre for pitching this idea in my Discord.

Debbie Mitchel

It was so hard to drive home with Damian in the passenger seat to “mow the lawn.” My pussy was on fire. I so wanted his big dick in me. I couldn’t think of anything since I woke up from that dream in the middle of the night. All day yesterday and today, I couldn’t get Damian out of my mind.

I tried to seduce him after church. I didn’t care that I was married to a deacon or that he was the preacher’s son. I just had to have him. It was a lust like I had never experienced. In the dream, he had been so strong. So commanding. He had claimed me.

But my daughter was with us, too.

The little hussy was sitting in the backseat. I never thought I could be jealous of my little girl, but she was clearly here because she wanted Damian, too. I could see it in her eyes. She craved my boytoy. I wanted him to be my lover. A cougar eager to pounce on her prey being stopped by another predator.

Supposedly, her band practice was canceled. I wasn’t happy about that at all. It was such a perfect plan. My husband had thrown out his back so he couldn’t mow the lawn. He was at work. My daughter would be busy for a few hours after school.

The perfect time to pick Damian up after school and seduce him. A few hours to make love to the preacher’s son. I just burned for him. I glanced down at my wedding ring while I drove. I never thought I would cheat on Ed. I was a good wife. A faithful Christian.

I had never been so horny in my life.

I glanced in the rearview mirror at Alyta. Her brassy hair fell around her face. She was sitting in the backseat humming away. I could feel her designs. She wanted him. I wouldn’t let that happen. I would be a good mother and keep her from fornication.

I would fornicate.

I turned onto my street, the house my husband and I bought sixteen years ago before Alyta was born lay ahead. The driveway was empty. At least Ed had the good grace to be at work and not interfere with my designs on Damian.

Lord, he was handsome. Tall. Brown hair. Broad shoulders. Serious and handsome face. Strong lines. Square jaw. Chiseled features. I felt his cock bulging in his pants yesterday. He was as hung as he’d been in my dreams. That had felt so real, like he had invaded them or something.

Impossible, but…

I pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. Damian smiled at me. “I have my gym clothes on me, so I’ll just change and get to it.”

“Perfect,” I said as I climbed out of the car. It wasn’t perfect. I could have watched him change, or just stopped him once he stripped naked and suckled his big dick before I rode him like a cowgirl. A wanton, slutty, married cowgirl.

I hurried up to the front door and unlocked it, my jeans hugging my ass and thighs. They were the tightest pair I owned. I also wore the tightest t-shirt to hug my breasts. No bra or panties, either. I hoped he appreciated the view.

I stepped inside and turned, my boobs bouncing. “Downstairs bathroom is right over there.”

My daughter came in wearing a dark, conservative dress. The Christian school didn’t have school uniforms, but they did have a dress code. Boys had to wear dark slacks, white dress shirts, and ties while girls were required to be in dark dresses with long sleeves and hems past the knees. They also had to have on stockings. She was a slender thing as she smiled at Damian.

“And you,” I said, “you go upstairs and get your homework done.”

“But, Mom,” she whined. I could see it in her eyes. She wanted to watch Damian mowing the lawn, the little trollop.

“No buts, Alyta,” I said. “Upstairs. Homework. Now.”

“Fine,” she huffed and hurried upstairs.

Her bedroom faced the front yard, so she wouldn’t be able to see the back. I shuddered, my pussy on fire as I waited for Damian to emerge from the bathroom. He did in a few minutes wearing his tight shorts and white t-shirt with Rainier Christian Prep logo on the front. He had buns of steel. My blood boiled as I watched him heading for the door.

I fanned my face as I thought about what to do. He was getting out the lawnmower. I would have to keep the device running while he ravished me. That meant I needed a belt. And I should change, too. I had that tennis skirt. I could roll it up so it barely covered anything. It would be lewd to be seen at the school wearing that, but here…

I rushed upstairs, my heart pounding. The lawnmower started up as I peeled off the jeans. I threw them to the side and found that tennis skirt. I rolled up the waistband a few times so it went from falling to my knees to barely covering my rump.

I was such a naughty woman.

I glanced at myself in the mirror, my nipples poking at the white material of the T-shirt, the material stretched over my large breasts. My red hair spilled in glossy waves around my face. The skirt was obscene. I could feel it barely covering anything. If I bent over…

I grabbed one of my husband’s belts and hurried downstairs. My cheeks burned at the feel of the skirt blowing flaring up to expose me. The air rushed over my bush and the wet lips of my pussy. My boobs heaved as I took the stairs as fast as I could.

I was such a harlot.

A married hussy.

My pussy dripped juices. With nothing to absorb my eagerness, the cream trickled down my thighs. A shuddered at the sensation as I opened the fridge and was about to grab the iced tea when a thought occurred to me.

I had to make this the perfect plan.

I filled up a glass of water and headed outside.

Damian was pushing the through the grass. His arm muscles were bulging as he worked it forward. I loved watching him operate the push mower. He glanced at me and blinked at the sight of me sauntering to him with the glass of water.

“I thought you might like a refreshment,” I purred as he let go of the handle. A smaller, wire handle sprang up. It was the safety switch that kept the lawnmower running only so long as someone held the handle. It died, the backyard growing quiet.

“Sure,” he said, staring at my tits in the tight, white t-shirt.

I smiled and dumped the water over my tits. I gasped as the cold washed over my boobs and nipples. The material clung to my tits and grew transparent. My breasts bled through, the dark pink of my nipples plain to see.

“Mmm, doesn’t that look refreshing?” I purred.

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Damian Carlyle

I couldn’t help but grin as I stared at them. She was coming on to me like she had at the church. Mom didn’t want me to have sex with other women, especially married women. She would keep me satiated. She would make love to me whenever I wanted.

And she had. So many times while Dad watched. I wasn’t really the preacher’s son, at least not his biological son. He was my step-dad. Sure, he was married to Mom when my real father, a devil, ravished her, so everyone bought that he was my father.

My cock throbbed. The incubus heritage I had was infecting Mrs. Mitchel. She couldn’t control herself around me. I shouldn’t take advantage of her. She was married. This could ruin that. Turn her into a cheating wife like Mom.

A hussy who got off on cuckolding her husband and emasculating him while she enjoyed a real cock.

My cock.

“Mmm,” she purred and pulled up her wet t-shirt off her body, baring her wet breasts. The water gleamed on them as she cupped her breasts. “Go on. Enjoy the refreshments.”

My dick throbbed. The dream where I ravished Mrs. Mitchel rose in my mind. It was like the dream I had last night where I fucked her daughter. I hadn’t been afraid in them. I hadn’t hesitated. I had been bold and took what was offered to me.

What was mine.

Mom wasn’t here to control me, so…

I ducked my head down and pressed my face between her wet tits. They felt wonderful on me after pushing the lawnmower beneath the hot son. I hadn’t even been at it for long. I just rubbed my face back and forth between the MILF’s lush tits. She was Mom’s age.

Old enough to be my mother.

That was so hot. My cock throbbed hard as I turned my head and kissed up her breast to her nipple. I latched onto her bud and suckled on her. She groaned as I did that. I suckled on her nub, soaking up the little bit of water on them.

She moaned as I suckled on her nipple. She smiled down at me, her green eyes sparkling. She wiggled her hips as I enjoyed her fat nipple in my mouth. It felt so right between my lips. I suckled on her, groaning as she moaned.

I nibbled on her with hunger. She trembled there as I did that. I wanted to enjoy her body.

To ravish her.

I squeezed her tits. I kneaded those big mounds as the hot wife moaned. I would cuckold Mr. Mitchel today. I would ravish his wife. I couldn’t wait to get my dick in her. Mom would be mad, but she wasn’t here to satiate me.

If Mom wanted me all to herself, then she had to be there to pick me up from school. Or even at school, because there were plenty of girls, and a few teachers, that were just gorgeous. If I dreamed about any of them…

Was that how it worked?

“Oh, Damian,” Mrs. Mitchel moaned as I suckled on her nipple. “Ooh, ooh, if you want more refreshments, my pussy is juicy.”

I ripped my mouth off her nipple and grabbed the back of her neck. “I want it all.”

“But first I have to—”

I kissed her. I held the back of her neck as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. I swirled around in her as she trembled. Her naked breasts pressed into my chest through my t-shirt, her nipples such ripe, hard points. I loved the feel of her against me. She whimpered into my lips. She wanted me.

I wanted her.

It was so hot to make out with her. I was coming awake. I wanted more than Mother could give me. She was amazing, but Mom made the mistake of letting me out of her sight. My dick throbbed in my shorts.

I broke the kiss with Mrs. Mitchel. “I’m so thirsty. Hot work.”

“Mmm, I bet,” she purred and grabbed a belt. “But wait, we can’t let my daughter know you’re not mowing the lawn.”

I laughed as she went to it and gripped the handle and the wire switch. She warped the belt around it and cinched it right. Next, she bent over to grab the cord, her skirt riding up. Her red bush dripped with her juices. My cock throbbed in delight as she yanked on the cord.

Once. Twice. Each time, I was staring at her ass and pussy, her short skirt fluttering. A third pull. It growled to life. The belt worked. She spun around, this look of triumph in her eyes. Lust shone in them as she grinned at me.

It was time for my refreshment.

I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her, and turned. I took three steps and set her down beneath the chestnut tree in her backyard. I pinned her against it and kissed her again. She moaned as she trembled there, her body quivering against me.

I was so hard. So eager to enjoy her. I kissed the married woman, my hands stroking up her side. I needed to ravish her. To devour that married cunt. My hunger for her pussy increased as she whimpered pinned between me and the tree.

I broke the kiss and dropped to my knees. She panted, her boobs rising and falling. Her nipples were so delicious. I shoved up her skirt, it didn’t take much to do that, and stared at her red curls hiding the folds of her married cunt.

“Mrs. Mitchel,” I growled and buried my face into her bush.

Her curls spilled over my lips. I breathed in her sweet musk. Her pussy smelled so good. And tasted even better. I kissed at her cuntlips. I smooched at those thick folds. I nuzzled into them, her bush tickling my lips and cheeks.

I licked her. She gasped, her moans barely audible over the growl of the lawnmower. She could scream her head off, and the neighbors would never know. I loved this. I stroked my tongue through her folds, exploring them. I nibbled on them with my lips.

She grabbed the back of my head, her big boobs jiggling over my head. My cock twitched in my boxers as I flicked my tongue through her folds. I stroked over her cuntlips and brushed her clit. She gasped, her head tossing.

“Damian!” she moaned, just audible over the lawnmower. “Oh, my god! Yes!”

I thrust my tongue into her married depths. The sexy MILF quivered above me. I swirled my tongue around in her pussy. I stroked her flesh, loving the sounds she made. Her body quivered she tossed her head from side to side, her boobs slapping together.

They were so amazing to watch as I stirred up her cunt. I swirled my tongue around in her married depths, my dick aching to penetrate her. I gripped her hips as she moaned. The breeze wafted around us, rustling the leaves above. Dappled sunlight played over her boobs.

I loved her taste.

The feel.

My tongue danced around in her snatch. I loved the feel of her silky walls. I wanted her to drown me so I could fuck her. I wanted to experience all that passion. I flicked my tongue through her folds and found her clit.

She gasped, her boobs heaving. They bounced together and smacked each other as she moaned out her pleasure. It was so hot to hear. I loved it so much. My tongue flicked through her folds. I brushed her bud again and again. She whimpered as I did that.

“Oh, oh, Damian!” she moaned, her body trembling as my tongue flicked through her bush and stroked over her bud again. “Yes!”

I flicked my tongue through her folds. I brushed her clit over and over again. I loved how she moaned out her passion. I found her bud and suckled on her. She gasped and shuddered, her bush tickling my face. Her juices ran down my chin.

“You’re such a stud, Damian!” she howled, the lawnmower snarling behind us. “Oh, my god! Yes, yes, I’m going to drown you!”

“I want all your refreshments, Mrs. Mitchel!” I snarled, not sure if she heard me.

I suckled hard on her clit. She trembled, my eyes locked on her big boobs. They swayed back and forth in such a delicious way. I nibbled on her bud, savoring how she whimpered. Her face twisted with her pleasure. She moaned louder.

Her breasts jiggled. A shiver ran through her. My lips nibbled on her clit. I stroked it with my tongue, drumming against it with the tip. That had her back arching, thrusting out her lush breasts. Her fingernails dug into the back of my head.

“Damian!” she squealed out as loud as she could.

Her pussy juices gushed out. A flood of her cunt cream drowned my mouth. I reveled in her sweet passion spilling out of her cheating twat. I licked and lapped at her folds, sliding my tongue through her thick pussy lips and gathering up every drop I could.

She gasped and moaned, her tits slapping together. They rippled as she shuddered through her passion. I licked and lapped up her cream. She released the back of my head, her face scrunching up and eyes closing. She looked to be in heaven.

Just soaring through rapture.

I had to fuck her.

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Debbie Mitchel

I shuddered through my orgasm, panting, my eyes closed. I felt so amazing. The first time a man other than my husband had made me cum. He pulled his mouth from my pussy and rose. I shuddered as I opened my eyes to see him ripping off his t-shirt.

His brawny chest appeared. Sixteen and so strong. My heart pounded as he shoved down his shorts and boxers. His cock popped out. It bobbed before him, hard and thick. My pussy clenched at his size as he kissed me again, his hands gripping my hips.

He lifted me up the tree, the bark rough on my back. I whimpered as his cock nuzzled through my bush and found the folds of my married pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms hugging his neck. I kissed him with passion as he rammed his dick into me.

I squealed into his mouth as that big dick filled me up.

It was like in a dream. He was so massive. He stretched my cunt out. My pussy rejoiced at the young cock in my mature depths. This was what I craved. I moaned into his mouth, sighing my bliss at being filled by his mighty cock. It was amazing.

I squirmed, pinned between him and the rough bark of the chestnut tree. I kissed him with passion, my cunt clamped down on his mighty dick. I loved him in me. He was so huge. So long and thick. I had never felt so full in my life.

Completed.

He drew back his cock. I groaned in delight at the feel of his cock sliding out of me. I whimpered in delight as he massaged my twat with his big dick. He rammed back into my married depths, grunting into my mouth.

My tongue danced with Damian’s as he pumped away at me. His cock melted my pussy. He drove me wild with that hard cock. I squeezed my thighs around his waist as he plunged into me again and again. It was so hot. So amazing.

It was just so wild.

So wondrous.

I broke the kiss and squealed, “Damian!”

“Mrs. Mitchel!” he grunted, slamming his cock to the hilt in me.

“Oh, you’re just such a stud!” I moaned, savoring that wonderful cock burying into me again and again. He fucked me with such force. Such passion. He drilled into me again and again. It was so awesome having that amazing dick plunging into me. “Oh, my god, yes!”

He fucked me with such force. He buried back to the hilt in my snatch, my pussy clamping down on him. I loved the feel of his big dick plowing into me. My pussy clung to him as the heat washed through me. He thrust to the hilt in me again and again.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I whimpered, my hard nipples rubbing into his muscular chest.

He slammed hard into me. Damian buried his big dick deep into my snatch, churning up my married depths. My entire body quivered, my boobs jiggling against his chest as my cunt gripped his wondrous dick. I loved this so much.

“Please, please, don’t stop!” I moaned. “I want to feel that cock cumming in me!”

“Then you better burst, Mrs. Mitchel!” he growled as he fucked me hard and fast.

He buried deep into me. He churned me up with his hard strokes. It was so wild to feel him fucking me like that. I loved it so much. My pussy clenched down on him, enjoying the friction as he plowed into me.

The lawnmower kept growling as he pounded me with hard strokes. He thrust to the hilt in me again and again. My pussy clung to him, drinking in all that friction. It was just so amazing being fucked by him. It was wondrous feeling that huge cock burying into me over and over again.

“I’m going to explode on your big dick!” I moaned, my back rubbing against the tree as he hammered me with that mighty dick.

He grinned at me. “Good, Mrs. Mitchel!”

He kissed me with passion. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and swirled it around in me. I shuddered as my lips melted against his. He kissed me with such passion. I whimpered as his tongue danced around in my mouth.

I loved that so much. I savored the way that he kissed me with such passion. He buried over and over into my pussy. He filled me up with that amazing cock. He thrust into me with all that he had. It was wondrous.

I loved it so much.

I savored the way he churned me up. My thighs squeezed about his waist, holding him tight as he pounded me. His big dick speared to the depths of my cunt. He buried deep and hard into me. I shuddered at the feel of that mighty dick plunging into my snatch again and again.

It was wondrous to have that mighty dick burying into my cunt. He churned me up. My pussy melted around him as I quivered. My nipples throbbed against his chest. I loved the feel of him against me as he thrust into my pussy over and over again. This was it.

His cock plowed to the hilt in me.

I burst.

I squealed into his lips as my cunt writhed around his dick. My pussy spasmed around him, nursing on him. The pleasure swept through me. It was so amazing having all that pleasure rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision.

He broke the kiss and snarled, “Fuck, Mrs. Mitchel!”

He buried to the hilt in my pussy and erupted.

As his cum splashed on my cervix, I gasped, “I’m yours, Damian! Yours!”

My pussy writhed around his cock. I suckled at him, nursing at his dick with such passion. It was wondrous feeling that big dick in my snatch. I milked him as he spurted more and more of his spunk into my twat. He filled me up with all his cum.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, clinging to him as he dumped more and more of his seed into my pussy.
He filled my twat with his jizz, soaking my cervix with his cum. I loved it. He grunted, his nuts twitching against me as he unloaded all of his spunk. I kissed him again. My lips melted against his as he erupted that final blast of jizz into me.

I quivered, my pussy writhing about his dick. I worked out every drop of his cum. I kissed him with such passion, the lawnmower growling away. I quivered there when I thought I heard a shout. Like someone was calling us. I…

I broke the kiss and turned my head. My daughter was standing by the open sliding glass door, a glass of iced tea in her hand She had changed into a pair of tight shorts that left her pale, slender legs bare and a t-shirt that was a few years old and fit her petite body tightly, her nipples poking at the material.

“Mom!” she shouted again, witnessing my adulterous affair. I had to shut her up before she told her father about this. I had to…

“You have to fuck the little hussy,” I gasped as I unwrapped my legs from about Damian’s waist. He pulled his dick out of me. “That’s the only way to keep her silent. You have to give the little trollop what she wants.”

“You say that like you’re not a hussy, too, Mrs. Mitchel,” Damian said, facing my daughter with his cock soaked in my pussy juices.

Alyta swallowed and backed into the house.

I darted after her. She squeaked, the lawnmower dying behind us. My daughter set the glass on the counter and darted for the couch. I raced in after her and grabbed her by the shoulders, cum spilling out of my cheating cunt. I spun my daughter around.

“Mom!” she gasped. “You’re… You’re…”

“Shut up,” I hissed and threw her down on the couch. She hit it and bounced. “You want him, too, you little tramp! Your pussy is just as hot as your mother’s for his! Don’t be so shocked!”

She stared at me, her face pale and green eyes wide. I grabbed her shorts and yanked them off her waist. She wasn’t wearing panties beneath, a fine down of brassy pubic hair adorning her pussy that did nothing to hide that tight, wet slit of hers.

“Mom!” she gasped as her pussy was on full display. She tried to get up. I grabbed her and spun her around. She gasped and stumbled. She fell onto the carpeted floor. She lay there, her legs spread wide. “What are you doing?”

“You have to eat her out, Damian,” I growled and pounced on my daughter to hold her down. “You make her cum, and you’ll own her. Like me! Then she won’t blab about this!”

Damian smiled as I straddled my daughter’s head. I didn’t mean to plant my sloppy twat on my daughter’s face, but it happened. I pressed my bush into her lips, my cuntlips kissing her mouth a moment later. I just wanted to hold her down, but…

The cum in my snatch spilled into her lips. I shuddered as Damian approached, his hard cock thrusting out wet before him. He licked his lips. He knew how to eat cunt. He was so good at it. I shuddered as he dropped to his knees.

“Yes, yes, eat the little hussy’s cunt!” I hissed.

He grinned. “I dreamed about her pussy.”

He dropped to his knees and stroked her legs. My daughter thrashed beneath me, her face rubbing into my pussy. A taboo wave of delight washed through me. It was so wrong to have my daughter nuzzling into my sloppy cunt.

But now I was sharing her with Damian. He grinned at me. He liked seeing me sitting on my little girl’s face. Fourteen. Not yet a woman. This was so wrong. I shuddered as my daughter whimpered at his touch.

“Eat my cunt, you little tramp!” I hissed. “You wanted to do naughty things with Damian, well, you have to pay. He’s my lover! My boytoy! Not you, not his mother, will stop me from enjoying him. Now be thankful I’m sharing you and lick my cunt! That’s his cum in me!”

“Y-yes, Mommy!” she gasped and… licked me.

The incestuous heat washed through me as I savored her tongue licking at my cunt. She stroked through my folds, gathering up Damian’s cum. She moaned in delight when he buried his face into her trimmed bush and licked at her.

He lapped at her with such hunger. He stroked his tongue through her bush. She moaned as he did that. He licked and lapped at her with all that he had. He stroked his tongue through her, driving her wild. The way she moaned was so beautiful.

And the way she ate my sloppy cunt…

“That’s it, you little trollop,” I purred. “Mmm, eat your mommy’s pussy as her lover devours yours. Mmm, I’m such a generous mommy, aren’t I?”

“Yes, Mommy,” she moaned, her voice far more throaty now.

I shuddered as she licked and lapped at me. Her tongue flicked through my folds. It was so hot having her do that. She stroked my cuntlips. It was amazing having her do that. She gathered the cum spilling out of my snatch as Damian feasted on her virgin pussy.

I watched him, his blue eyes so intense as he stared up at me. He licked at her virgin folds, his hands stroking across her belly. He pushed up her shirt as he lapped at her. He stroked over her clit. She squealed into my pussy.

“Is she a virgin?” I asked.

“Yes, Mrs. Mitchel.” He grinned up at me. “Not for long. She’s going to be mine. Like you.”

I shuddered as my baby girl stroked her tongue through my folds. Then she plunged her tongue deep into me. She swirled around in my snatch, stroking me. It felt so good having her doing that. I trembled on my daughter, whimpering at what she was doing.

She swirled her tongue around in me. It was just magical for her to do that. I shuddered here, my heart pounding in my chest as she scooped out Damian’s cum from my depths. She licked out my young lover’s cum.

That was so good. So delicious. I loved every last moment of her feasting on me like that. She tongued me with such passion. She flicked her tongue through my folds. It was so wonderful having her doing that. She flicked her tongue about in me. She stroked me with that hot mouth of hers.

I whimpered and groaned as she did it. I loved what she did to me. It was magical having her flicking her tongue around in me. She drove me wild. It was so magical having her doing that. I groaned as she thrust her tongue into me.

“Oh, that’s it,” I purred. “Such a good little hussy. Mmm, you’re eating Mommy’s pussy. Just licking all of Damian’s cum out of Mommy’s cunt!”

“I am, Mommy,” she moaned. “You’re such a hussy, too. Cheating on Dad!”

“I am!” I moaned. “I’m such a big hussy. A married whore. Oh, when he fucked me, I came so hard. And he flooded me with so much cum. Oh, yes, yes. Lick it all out of me!”

My daughter did. She swirled her tongue around in my snatch. It was so wonderful having her doing that. Just amazing having her tongue dancing about in my pussy. She licked and lapped at me with such skill. She knew what she was doing.

I savored her tongue flicking about in me. She stirred me up with that tongue. She was so good at it. I loved her scooping the cum out of me as she shuddered. She moaned. Damian nibbled on her clit. He was making her feel so good.

“Damian,” the little hussy moaned into my pussy. “Oh, that’s so good!”

“Make my little trollop cum, Damian!” I moaned, the little hussy’s tongue stroking to my clit now. She suckled on it. Pleasure spiked through me. “Yes, yes, make her explode!”

“Please, please, make me cum,” Alyta moaned, her thighs squeezing around Damian’s head.

He growled and suckled on her clit. He shoved his hands up beneath her t-shirt and rubbed at her little boobies. He massaged them as she suckled hard on my bud. I gasped, my big boobs swaying. I squirmed on my daughter’s face.

The forbidden pleasure swelled in me. I would drown my little hussy in all my pussy cream. She would lick it up like the good whore she was. I groaned as she nibbled on my bud. She sent me hurtling toward that amazing burst of delight. I would have a huge one. I couldn’t wait for it to burst in me. I was so ready for that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. I love it. I love it so much! My little hussy!”

I burst in delight. I climaxed on my daughter’s lips.

My pussy convulsed, sending waves of incestuous rapture flooding through me as I drowned her in my taboo juices. She licked at my pussy as Damian feasted on her. I shuddered, stars flashing across the living room. My big boobs heaved. They slapped together.

“Oh, Damian!” the little trollop moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s it!”

She burst in delight. It was so hot hearing her climaxing. She moaned into my pussy. Her passion hummed around my bud. It was so hot hearing her do that. The pleasure washed through me. The bliss swept through my body.

“Oh, Damian! Damian!” she squealed as she drowned him.

It was outstanding to grind on my daughter’s face as I climaxed. The taboo rapture washed through me and drowned my mind. She licked at my folds. She lapped at me with all that she had as she quivered beneath me.

This was just wondrous.

I loved sharing my little hussy with Damian. The forbidden pleasure sweeping through me was just so deliciously wrong. I loved every last second of it. The ecstasy drowned my mind as my little trollop licked at my cunt. The naughty hussy feasted on me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned as I trembled through my bliss.

My big boobs swayed as Damian licked at her. He feasted on her. He would pop her cherry. My lover would take my little hussy’s virginity. I gasped at that, her tongue stroking over my bud. A final burst of pleasure shot through me.

Damian lifted his head and growled, “I’m going to make you mine, Alyta. Just like your mother!”

“Yes!” I moaned, my orgasm cresting in me.

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Alyta Mitchel

I couldn’t believe I just ate my mother out while Damian… Damian feasted on my virgin pie. I trembled, feeling like such a hussy and a trollop, but I didn’t care. Damian was so handsome. I had such a crush on the older boy, and last night…

The dream I had of him last night had been so vivid. Unlike any dream I ever had. I didn’t even know about the things he had done to me in my dreams, and now… Now… He was sliding over me as Mom slid off my face. He was about to take my cherry and make me into a woman.

I was making love to him for real while Mom watched. Why did that make this… more exciting?

Damian pulled off my t-shirt. I shuddered there, fully naked now. He was over me, so ready to ravish me. I shuddered as his cock twitched. He slid his hands up and cupped my little breasts. They were so small.

His thumbs massaged my nipples. Pleasure burst from them. I whimpered as he grinned down at me. He was so ready to enjoy me. To ravish me, and I wanted to let him. I was so excited about this. He leaned down and kissed my lips soaked in my mother’s pussy juices.

She had drowned me in her cunt cream.

Soaked me in her cheating passion.

Mom was a harlot, and I was a hussy. It was so wild. Damian was so… handsome. I couldn’t blame her for cheating on Daddy. If I had a husband, and Damian wanted me, well… I wouldn’t be able to resist. I would be a cheating whore, too.

His tongue danced with mine as I quivered beneath him. His cock nuzzled onto my bush and found the virgin folds of my pussy. This was it. He was about to ram into me and make me explode. I couldn’t wait for that huge cock to bury into me.

He thrust.

I whimpered, my hymen stretching and stretching. It was so incredible to feel him doing that. I squirmed on my back. Mom watched. I could feel her hot eyes on me as I moaned into Damian’s lips I hugged him tight. Arms. Legs. I held him to me. I wanted to be his like my harlot mommy.

My cherry popped.

That big dick popped into my cunt. I shuddered at the feel of him sliding into me. It was just so hot to hear. It was so wild. A wave of heat rushed through me as my pussy squeezed down on him. I whimpered on his lips.

He groaned into mine.

He sank into my snatch. Deeper and deeper. I quivered, my toes curling. This was so much better than the dream I had last night. This was so exciting to have him in me for real. I kissed him with such passion, my heart beating fast.

He drew back.

I gasped as he did that.

It felt so good having his cock sliding out of me.

“Mmm, you love that, don’t you, you little trollop,” Mommy purred. She sounded angry at me and excited all at the same time.

I broke the kiss with Damian to gasp, “Yes!”

“Yes, yes, you love that big dick stretching out your virgin cunt and massaging your naughty flesh,” she continued, her eyes so hot as she stared down at us.

Damian drew back until he thrust back into me. He filled me up again. Pleasure washed through me.

“So much, Mommy!” I squealed.

I savored Damian’s weight on me. He felt so comfortable over me. My heart pounded a mile a minute as I enjoyed this delight. He thrust away at me. He buried into my snatch again and again. I loved feeling his cock in me. It was just fantastic having him thrust away at me like that. He fucked me with such force.

Such passion.

He buried into me with all that he had. I loved it so much. I savored that delight as he buried into me again and again. He churned me up with that big dick of his. He pounded me with all that he had. It was amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s just so wondrous!”

“Damn, Alyta,” growled Damian.

“How’s my little hussy’s pussy?” purred Mom.

“So tight,” he groaned, pleasure crossing his face as he pumped away at me. His nuts slapped into my taint. “Wet. Juicy. Hot! God, she’s hot, Mrs. Mitchel. You’re daughter’s going to make me erupt!”
“That’ll make the little trollop happy!”

“It will!” I squealed, squeezing my cunt around his big dick while shooting Mom a triumphant grin. I had Damian in me now.

She glowered at me. I was so glad band practice had canceled. Mom thought she could have him all to herself, the harlot. She wanted to just be ravished by him again and again, but I was enjoying him now. I had his dick thrusting into me

I stuck out my tongue at her as I enjoyed that big dick, my pussy clenching down on him. Her scowl deepened, her big boobs quivering. She squirmed there, wanting to be fucked so hard by him, but I was the one getting pounded by that magnificent cock.

“Oh, Damian, how’s the harlot’s pussy?” I moaned. “How’s my mommy’s cheating cunt?”

“So good,” he growled. “Different from yours. She’s tight, too. Silky. Juicy. Just delicious to fuck.”
“That’s right,” Mom purred, smiling. “He loves my mature delights.”

“And my young, tight treats!” I moaned, squeezing my snatch down on his cock.

Damian just growled and fucked me harder. Faster. His heavy nuts slapped into my taint. I loved it so much. It was just an amazing thrill of having him burying into me. He fucked me so hard. So fast. I loved it. I savored every thrust of his cock into my pussy.

He brought me closer and closer to another orgasm. To a wonderful climax on his cock. That would just be wondrous. I savored that amazing thrill of having him thrusting into me. He fucked me so hard. So fast. He churned me up. I loved it.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, squeezing my snatch down on that big dick. “Oh, that’s just wondrous. I love it so much!”

“Of course you do, little hussy,” Mom hissed.

“I love it so much!” I gasped. “If that makes me a hussy, then I am! Ooh, I’m a hussy and my mother is a harlot!”

“Yes, she is,” growled Damian. “And you’re mine! You’re both mine!”

“Yes!” Mom and I gasped at the same time.

I was so close to cumming. That mighty cock buried to the hilt in my pussy again and again. He fucked into me with such force. I loved it so much. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples rubbing into his strong chest.

He buried into me with fierce passion. He plowed deep and hard into me with all that he had. I loved it. My pussy clung to him. I gripped him as he fucked me hard and fast. I hurtled toward my climax. Toward that big burst of cum.

“Damian!” I whimpered as he thrust away at me. “Oh, Damian! I love this. I love this so much!”

“Cum on his dick, my little hussy!” Mom hissed as I was so close to exploding.

He thrust to the hilt in my pussy and it happened. “Damian!”

My pussy went wild around his cock.

“That’s it, little hussy,” Mom hissed as my cunt spasmed around Damian’s mighty cock. I bucked beneath him, holding him tight. “Milk that cock. You want all his cum spurting into your pussy, you little trollop!”

“I do!” I squealed. “Oh, Damian, cum in me! Please, please, please!”

“Yes!” he growled and buried into me. “You’re mine, Alyta!”

His cock erupted into my pussy.

Hot cum spurted into my pussy. I loved the feel of all that jizz splashing against my cervix. This was just such an amazing moment. I gasped and moaned, savoring the heat jetting into me. That felt so right. So delicious.

I was so glad for it. I savored that treat. I groaned through all the bliss, enjoying this passion sweeping through me. My cunt writhed around his dick. I shuddered, enjoying every second of his cum spurting into me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, his jizz splashing against my cervix. “Oh, that’s just amazing! That’s so wonderful!”

He grunted, spurting into me with all that passion. He filled me to the brim with his jizz. I trembled beneath his strong body, my little form quivering. It was just amazing to have all his seed soaking into my womb.

“Oh, Damian!” I moaned.

He kissed me again, growling as he spurted the last of his cum into me. I clutched to him, reveling in being filled with his jizz. I held him to me, reveling in how great he felt on me. He was such a wonderful stud. I shuddered in delight.

I was so happy to have all that cock in me. It was just amazing. I felt wondrous. I kissed him with passion, my tongue dancing with his. He groaned into my mouth and broke the kiss. He smiled down at me. I grinned up at him.

“That was beautiful,” I moaned.

“Yes, yes, you’re a little hussy officially now,” Mom said. “Mmm, Damian, pull out of her. I want to eat my little trollop’s pussy while you… You can enjoy me however you want.”

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Damian Carlyle

My dick throbbed. I loved that idea. It was a shame that her husband, Mr. Mitchel, wasn’t here.

It would be so hot to have him watch like a pathetic cuckold the way my dad did. I shook my head at that thought. That wasn’t like me. I didn’t want to humiliate the man, but I had enjoyed his wife and daughter.

I had claimed both my women. This dark thrill swept through me at the idea I might have bred them. That they were my women, and not his loving wife and innocent daughter any longer. My cock throbbed hard as I slid out of Alyta.

There was something in me. Something that was hungry. The demon half of me. This was wrong that I was here. I should be with my mother, but… Mrs. Mitchel’s big boobs swayed as she licked her lips and rose. She was eager to eat out her daughter.

And I was eager to fuck her ass as she did it.

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Anna Carlyle

Where was my son?

He hadn’t come home from school, and he was ignoring his texts. I called him, but he didn’t pick up. He kept his phone on silent while at school, and he always forgot to turn it back on. My blood boiled. I knew where he was.

Her house.

He was an hour late. He must have fucked her in all her holes, that hussy. He was my son. Not her boytoy. She had a husband. I wanted to throttle Debbie Mitchel. I sat in my bathrobe on the couch, so wet and ready for my son to come home.

I had his afternoon snack ready: me.

Should I go over there? Should I wait? What was the right thing to do? Either way, my son was in big trouble when he got home. Big, big trouble for fucking a married woman. I was his mother! I should be all the woman he needed.

I wouldn’t let his father win. I wouldn’t let my son become a full-blown incubus. I would control his lusts. This was a slip-up. Once he was back inside of me, he would remember who gave him the most pleasure. Who loved him the most?

Who knew how to give him the most pleasure?

To be continued…

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