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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Females, Female/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Facial, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Sex Toys, Hot Wife, MILF, Cheating, Cuckolding

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Alanna March – Night 10

I loved the feel of the preacher’s wife sliding her pussy up and off my futa-dick. I was all but certain this wasn’t a dream, and yet… Mom and Mrs. Wilson would not remember any of what happened in the morning. Something was stripping me naked and bringing them to my room so we could have sex.

While also giving me a big futa-dick.

In the morning, all the evidence was gone. The webcam recording this would just show static, my clothes would be back on, all the cum and pussy juices would be cleaned from my sheets, and no one in my house—not my dad nor my big sister – would hear a thing. Heck, Dad didn’t even notice his wife leaving his bed every night to fuck me. It had been happening for over a week now.

Every night was more wild than the last.

And yet, I found the dildo my mom used to pop my cherry—the same one she had just used to bugger the preacher’s wife—in her panty drawer, and just now she said Mrs. Wilson bought it so they could fuck each other. Where these two married women have a lesbian affair behind Dad and the preacher’s back.

I thought Mom loved Dad. I mean, they still had sex. Still cuddled. Still seemed in love.

Maybe whatever was doing this planted the dildo in Mom’s panty drawer. I don’t know. I would ask more questions tomorrow. It was Sunday. That meant church. I’d watch how Mom and Mrs. Wilson acted around each other in the light of day.

They could be straight by day and turned into lesbians obsessed with my futa-dick by night. Frankly, I was just interested in having kinky sex with them right now. I wanted to do naughty things like suck Mom’s dildo clean of Mrs. Wilson’s asshole.

My sexy mommy smiled at me as she knelt, thrusting the dildo at me. “Suck me clean, my little futanari!”

“While you fuck me in the ass with your futa-dick,” Mrs. Wilson moaned. She threw a pillow beneath her belly and laid on it, raising her rump up enough for me to fuck her. I loved the sight of her plump rump. “I need that so much!”

I pressed my cock into the preacher’s wife’s butt-crack. I slid down her crevice to her asshole. I nuzzled right against her backdoor and thrust against her. She moaned as I did that. It felt so good to push and push on her.

She whimpered as Mom brought the dildo to my mouth. She pushed a pillow beneath her knees to raise her up just enough for me to suckle on the dirty dick. I smelled the sour flavor of the preacher’s wife’s asshole.

The same asshole my futa-dick drilled against.

I opened my mouth and swallowed the end of the rubbery dildo. I groaned and swirled my tongue around the pink shaft. The sour flavor soaked my taste buds. I moaned in delight at how good it tasted. I swirled my tongue around it and pushed and pushed on Mrs. Wilson’s anal ring.

She moaned in delight as her asshole widened for me. I suckled on the sex toy as her backdoor opened for me. I slid into her bowels. I moaned around the dildo in my mouth, polishing off that earthy musk as I sank into that velvety sheath.

“That’s it, my little futanari,” purred Mom.

“Oh, yes!” the preacher’s wife moaned as I sank into her bowels.

I suckled off that sour flavor as I enjoyed Mrs. Wilson’s anal sheath stretching around my girl-dick. She groaned in delight as I bottomed out in her wonderful flesh. It felt so amazing to be in her anal sheath. I held her hips, my pussy clenching.

Squealing around the dildo in my mouth, I drew back my cock. Mrs. Wilson gasped, the preacher’s wife clamping down on my futa-cock. It felt so good. I savored that massage as I thrust back into her anal sheath.

It was just so delicious to pump away at her asshole. Her bowels massaged my cock as I thrust away at her. I suckled hard on the dildo, my tongue dancing around it. I loved sucking on it. The sour flavor faded, yet I kept nursing.

“Oh, that’s good!” whimpered the slutty preacher’s wife as I buggered her. “I love having your futa-dick in my ass! It’s the best!”

“Yes, it is,” cooed my delicious mother. “That’s it, my little futanari. Fuck her asshole. Pound her. Mmm, I love sharing you with other women!”

I loved it, too.

My deflowered pussy clenched with my thrusts. I pounded into that hot asshole. I fucked her with force. I buried into that amazing anal sheath again and again. I loved every second of fucking her. I was just so glad for it. Just so happy for this delight.

I buggered her hard and fast. I thrust into her bowels with everything that I had. It was just amazing to fuck her like that. I groaned, pumping away at her tight asshole with my big dick. I slammed into her asshole and suckled on that dildo.

The rubbery taste of the sex toy filled my mouth. I suckled on it hard, wishing it could spurt futa-cum into my mouth. I buried into Mrs. Wilson’s asshole hard and fast. I churned her up as she gripped me with her tight anal sheath.

“Oh, my Lord!” she moaned. “That’s it! Ooh, that’s just so good. Fuck me so hard!”

“Yes, my little futanari!” purred Mom as I thrust away at that tight asshole. “Bugger her!”

“Wilma, your daughter is such an amazing dickgirl!” the preacher’s wife purred.

I loved those words. I would be smiling if I didn’t have my mouth wrapped around a big dildo. I loved having it in my mouth, though. That felt so good. Especially with that tight asshole massaging my futa-dick.

I groaned around the dildo, fucking the preacher’s wife hard. I buggered her, the pressure in my ovaries building and building toward that moment when I would erupt. I couldn’t wait for that delight. The preacher’s wife clamped her bowels down on me.

I loved cuckolding the preacher and my dad. I suckled with all my might on this big dick. It was just amazing to flick my tongue around that wonderful dildo. I nursed with all my might on that shaft. It was incredible, drool running down my side.

“I’m going to cum!” whimpered Mrs. Wilson.

“You better, Kendra,” cooed Mom. “Cum on my little futanari’s big dick!”

Mrs. Wilson squeezed her asshole down on my dick. I loved how she massaged me. I fucked away at her tight bowels. It was so good to bugger her like that. I buried into her anal sheath again and again. It was fabulous.

I shuddered, savoring that wonderful anal sheath gripping my cock. She held me tight with her hot flesh. I would have a big explosion of cum. I suckled on the dildo in my mouth. I nursed, swirling my tongue around that wonderful dildo.

I slammed forward into the preacher’s wife’s tight asshole.

“Oh, my Lord!” she howled, her anal sheath spasming around my cock.

I moaned around the dildo as I savored that velvety massaged convulsing around my girl-dick. My pussy clenched. My ovaries brimmed with my cum. I drew back, savoring the pleasure rushing down my futa-cock. I plowed to the hilt in Mrs. Wilson’s writhing bowels.

I erupted.

Squealing around the dildo, I dumped my cum into the preacher’s wife’s tight asshole. She rippled around me, suckling on me. I ripped my mouth off the dildo, gasping for breath as the waves of ecstasy and jolts of rapture consumed my thoughts.

“Oh, my god!” I howled.

“Yes, yes, yes,” the preacher’s wife moaned, her bowels suckling at my clit-dick. “Flood me!”

I pumped more and more of my futa-cum into her bowels. I filled her up with so much jizz. It was just incredible to fill her up like that. The heat swept through me. I shuddered, savoring every last second of that delight. Every wonderful moment of dumping my cum into her bowels.

With a final moan, I fired the last of my cum into her asshole. I felt amazing. I shuddered there, savoring every last second of this bliss. A big smile spread on my lips. I loved the way her backdoor kept rippling around me.

“Oh, Lord, that was good,” groaned Mrs. Wilson as I slid out of her asshole. “Mmm, and now your little futanari has a dirty dick.”

“Yes, she does,” Mom purred, licking her chops. She looked so delicious there. I loved how sexy she was. “Why don’t we clean her cock together. Wouldn’t a nice facial for my little futanari just be a wonderful way to end this dream?”

“Yes,” Mrs. Wilson purred. “Just so naughty.”

They both knelt on the floor, pressing their cheeks together. I loved the way their boobs swayed, Mom’s right brushing Mrs. Wilson’s left. Their pink nipples thrust out hard while Mom still wore the dildo. It dripped with my saliva.

I slipped off the bed and stood before them, my dildo twitching and swaying. This was such a wild moment. I was so ready for them to suckle on me. They both leaned forward and kissed down the side of my cock. Their lips smooched at me as they enjoyed the dirty flavor of the preacher’s wife’s ass.

They licked back up me. I shuddered at the warmth of those two tongues sliding up my cock. It felt incredible. I savored every last second of it. They reached the crown of my dick. I shuddered as they slid over my tip.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good. That’s amazing!”

They both purred in delight as they tongued around my cock. They stroked me. It felt so amazing to have them do that. I shuddered as they bathed the crown, sucking off that sour musk. I now understood just how delicious that was.

Then Mom swallowed my cock.
“Oh, yes!” I gasped as she did that. “Ooh, that’s amazing. That’s just so great!”

I shuddered, savoring the incestuous heat of my mother’s mouth working up and down my cock. It was just an incredible rush to have her buffing my futa-dick clean. She nursed on me with such wild passion. Her tongue flicked around my cock.

I loved how she polished my futa-pole. My pussy clenched as I enjoyed everything that she did to me. It was fabulous to have her doing that. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with force. With such wonderful might.

I groaned in delight as she did that. She suckled on me with all that passion. It was just incredible to have her doing that. I loved her mouth working up and down my cock. She drove me wild with her mouth. It was a thing to appreciate.

I was so glad for it.

She popped her mouth off. Mrs. Wilson took over. The preacher’s wife swallowed my futa-dick with greedy passion. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was incredible to enjoy this. Just an outstanding delight.

“Ooh, you’re so amazing, Mrs. Wilson!”

I was so thankful to have her mouth working up and down my dick. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was a wild time. I groaned, her mouth nursing on my clit-rod with all that she had. I enjoyed that so much. My ovaries tightened from her passion.

She ripped her mouth off me and Mom took back over. It was so hot to have her soft lips sliding up and down my cock. She danced her tongue around me. I would have such an amazing climax. I would spray their faces with my cum.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

Mom winked at me as she kept suckling on me. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. She nursed on me with that hot mouth. I loved every last second of her blowing me. She suckled hard on me. It was an incredible delight to be blown by her.

Mom plopped her mouth off my futa-cock. Mrs. Wilson swallowed me.

I shuddered, loving to have the two MILFs sharing me. The sexy women traded me back and forth as I built toward that moment when I would shower their faces with cum. Lips smacked off my futa-cock, sending shivers through me.

I loved their mouths sliding over my crown. Their tongues swiped around me. My pussy clenched. Hot cream dripped down my thighs. I loved that ticklish sensation as they drove me wild with what they did to me.

It was just an excellent moment to have them doing this. I smiled from ear to ear, enjoying them working on me. It was fabulous to have them doing that. My heart pounded in my chest. It was so amazing to have them doing that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned as she suckled on me. “Oh, wow, that’s good. That’s so good!”

Mom purred around my cock. It was delicious to have her suckling on me. I loved the way she massaged me with her tongue. Then she passed me off to the preacher’s wife. I shuddered as that hot mouth worked up and down my cock. Mrs. Wilson nursed on me with everything that she had.

It was awesome having them please me. It was just amazing. I rose toward that moment. My pussy clenched as the pressure at the tip of my cock hit that bursting point. I was ready to erupt. I groaned as that hot mouth suckled on me.

“That’s it!” I groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s it. That’s what I need to feel. I’m going to cum!”

Mrs. Wilson popped her mouth off my cock and moaned, “Cum on our faces!”

“Yes, my little futanari,” Mom moaned as she pumped her hand up and down my cock. “Jizz on us!”

“Mommy! Mrs. Wilson!” I howled as that hot hand engulfed the crown of my cock. My pussy clenched. “Yes!”

I erupted.

My futa-cum spurted across their faces. I drenched Mom’s and Mrs. Wilson’s features. I soaked them in my futa-passion. My pearly spunk splattered their cheeks and forehead. I painted their nose and parted lips. They caught my girl-jizz on their tongues.

They moaned in delight as I unloaded again and again. My cum splashed on their features. I loved it. My pussy writhed, adding rapture flooding through my body to the ecstasy. It was just an absolute delight to have it washing through me.

I groaned, my entire body trembling through such wild passion. It was incredible to have it all splashing their features. I soaked them in my cum. It was a pure delight to soak them in my spunk. I enjoyed every last second of it.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned, firing a final blast of spunk.

They both rose, dripping in my jizz, and hugged me. They pushed me back on the bed and kissed me. I groaned, savoring the flavor of my salty cum. We swapped it back and forth. The three of us moaned as we shared my spunk.

They smeared jizz across my face as we made out. I licked it off them and kissed them back, shoveling my futa-spunk into their mouths. It was just so wild as we shared it, lying on the bed. I groaned, sleep pressing on in me.

They snuggled up to me, our faces now sticky with cum. The dildo poked into my side. Their breasts piled against me. They both licked up some cum off my cheeks before they purred, sinking into sleep. I joined them.

The last thing I thought was how I would confront Mom tomorrow about her relationship with Mrs. Wilson. I would find out the truth.

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Alanna March

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I turned off the alarm and sat up. I had to get ready for church. The plushy had been pushed. I rubbed at my face. No cum. I knew there was cum. My sheets were clean. I went to the computer. Just at midnight, the static appeared. It went on for one hour and fifty-seven minutes.

Maybe I should put a bell on my door. It might wake me up when Mom entered. Or whoever was stripping me naked. Clearly, I slept through setup and cleanup. I might want to put a camera in the hallway to see what Mom is doing.

It probably would be glitchy, but…

Maybe it would give some clues. Like would it just be glitchy when Mom came down the hallway to my room or would it be messed up for the entire event? I thought about this as I got ready for church. I put on my Sunday best and found Mom getting ready in her room.

She glanced at me and stiffened. The anger for finding her dildo had not been forgotten. There was something in her eyes that looked violated by me. I slunk away, wanting to confront her, but it wasn’t time. I knew that much.

I had to see her with the preacher’s wife.

My older sister Theresa gave Mom a sidelong glance then at me. She arched an eyebrow at me. I just squirmed. Mom would not be happy if Theresa found out. She didn’t like going to church, but had to so long as she lived beneath Mom and Dad’s roof. It was hard to beat free rent these days.

We headed to church, Dad driving. I was in the back with my sister. Mom sat primly up front. She was fidgeting. That much was clear. I just waited to see what would happen at church. My stomach was all a flutter.

Like usual, Mrs. Wilson and her daughter Hannah were handing out the bulletins. Mom marched away swiftly and pulled Mrs. Wilson aside. I heard, “We have to talk.”

“Oh, my, yes,” Mrs. Wilson said and thrust the extra bulletins at me. I took them as Mom dragged her off down the hallway. Mom seemed very agitated. She said something.

Mrs. Wilson glanced back at me, her face pale. Panicked, even. Then the pair vanished into one of the rooms. Hannah blinked at me, giving me a curious look. It wasn’t like I could tell my friend what I suspected about our mothers.

The pair didn’t emerge for nearly ten minutes, which was right before Sunday morning bible classes started. Hannah and I headed for the young adult class. I studied them. Mrs. Wilson glanced at me then her gaze darted away. She walked so stiffly.

Church service dragged. I needed to get Mom alone to confront her. I squirmed on the pew, waiting for it to end. When it did, Hannah darted over to chat with me. Mom was gossiping with other women in the church. Dad was talking with some of the men. Probably sports.

I just had to pretend everything was fine.

“What’s wrong, Alanna?” Hannah asked, her red hair falling about her face. She had her mother’s beauty but youthful. Not yet ripened into maturity. Why hadn’t she appeared in my dreams? I would love to fuck her with my futa-dick.

“Just… I’m in trouble with my mom,” I said. “We have to hash it out after church.”

“Ah.” She gave me a friendly pat on the arm. “That’s rough. You can call me when it’s over. We can talk.”

I hesitated. “Yeah.”

Finally, thanks mostly to a pouting Theresa who wanted to get home, get changed, and go shopping, we left. Mom was still sitting stiffly while Theresa played on her phone. Dad was just oblivious to it all.

We reached the house and Theresa darted inside to change. We all did. I went upstairs and got out of my Sunday dress. I put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I trembled, wanting to talk to Mom. I came downstairs. She was making sandwiches, in her own jeans and a sweatshirt from her alma mater, Washington State University.

She glanced at me as I said, “Can we talk?”

She flicked her gaze to Dad who was eating the first sandwich. “Dear, weren’t you going over to Ed’s to help with his pool today?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Why? Has something come up?”

“No, no,” she said, looking a tad relieved. She didn’t want to have this conversation in front of Dad. That was fine. I didn’t, either.

Mom made me a sandwich. Turkey with mustard, cheese, tomato, and a pickle. She added some potato chips—an organic brand that was air-fried instead of cooked in oil to be “healthy.” I drank a soda and waited, fidgeting.

Dad finally rose, kissed Mom on the cheek, then left.

She turned to face me, folding her arms before her chest. She leaned against the counter.

“Is Mrs. Wilson your lover?” I asked.

Her cheeks paled. She swallowed. “That’s what you wanted to ask. Just because you found that… that… in my drawer, doesn’t mean that I’m… That I would…”

“She bought it for you, right?” I asked. “So you could use it on her.”

“How did you know—” She bit off, looking sick.

“She told it to me in a dream,” I said. “Are you… dreaming about me every night only I have a cock? Huh?”

Mom stared at me. She swallowed. “I feel like… I haven’t dreamed in over a week, but… I have these flashes in the day of you… With a… And I share you…”

I moved closer to Mom and said, “You call me, ‘my little futanari.’”

She flinched at that.

“And Mrs. Wilson is your lover,” I said, touching Mom’s cheek. I was so close to her. “You fuck her with that strap-on. You cheat on her behind Dad’s back.”

“It’s not cheating with a woman,” she whispered, but I could see it was a lie. “Your father… He doesn’t give me everything I need.”

“You don’t like having sex with him?”

“I didn’t say that.” She trembled. “It’s just… different with a woman.”

I leaned closer to her. “Show me.”

I kissed my mother on the lips. Not in a dream. Not when we were… I don’t know, bemused by whatever was causing this to happen. But right here in the waking world. I felt my mother’s lips on mine. I savored the taboo thrill of kissing my mother. She didn’t move for a moment, so my lips moved against her. I kissed her like she taught me in the dreams.

I thrust my tongue past her lips and into her mouth. My hand slid up her side and cupped her breast through her sweater. She groaned as I did that. I massaged her. I kneaded her. She whimpered and kissed me back with passion.

She grabbed my ass, squeezing me twitch passion.

Our tongues danced wildly.

She had such aggression to her kiss. It was so wild to feel her doing that. I groaned into her mouth, loving every second of this. It was just so amazing to be kissed by her like this. She pushed back against me. I didn’t resist as she shoved me to the kitchen table. I hit it.

She broke the kiss and dropped to her knees. “Alanna! You little slut. You want me to show you why I enjoy women, too? Why your father’s the only man for me, but why do I need pussy?”

“Yes!” I moaned as she attacked my fly. She ripped my jeans down my legs so fast, it hurt. Then she yanked my panty gusset to the side and buried her face into my pussy.

She licked me.

I gasped at the frantic heat that she devoured my cunt. She tongued me. Her tongue fluttered up and down my slit. I groaned, throwing back my head. It was wild to have her licking me. She stroked over my clit.

It was just a clit.

Not a futa-dick.

I was a woman right now. I trembled, savoring what pure lesbian sex was like. She flicked her tongue around my clit. Pleasure burst through me. I groaned, my head tossing. My eyes rolled back in my head as I enjoyed what she did to me.

I savored the heat of her licking. Her passion was wild. She stroked around my bud. She drove me wild with her tongue. It was incredible to have her licking like that. I trembled in delight, reveling in what she did to me.

She suckled on my clit with passion. She nibbled on my bud with all that she did. It was just incredible to have her doing that. I whimpered, my face twisting with delight. I was so thankful for what she did to me. She nursed on me with passion.

It was so incredible to have her lips around my little bud. This was different than the dreams and the cock. It was so focused on such a small point. I shuddered, my entire body trembling. My moans echoed through the kitchen.

Her fingers thrust into my pussy next.

She filled up my cunt. I trembled at that delight. It was so good to have her doing that. Her fingers slid into my snatch. I groaned at being filled with her digits while she nibbled on my cunt. It was such a good thing.

Such a wonderful moment. I groaned, tossing my head with such delight. I shuddered, enjoying this moment. My mother worked her fingers in and out of my cunt. It was glorious. My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Mommy!” I whimpered.

“Mmm, you like that,” she purred. “You like what a woman can do to you?”

I nodded, savoring the way she flicked her tongue around my bud. She twisted her fingers around in me, massaging the insides of my pussy. I trembled at her touch. Her fingers drove me wild. They plunged in and out of my snatch. It was just incredible. My eyes rolled back into my head.

I rose toward my climax. I wanted to burst with such delight. It would be so incredible to have that pleasure sweeping through me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. It was wild to have those fingers plunging away at me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered. “Oh, my god, that’s so good. That’s it. I’m going to cum!”

“Mmm, drown your mommy, honey,” she cooed. “My little dyke, drown me.”

“Are you a dyke, Mommy?” I gasped as her tongue flicked over my tongue.

“Whenever I’m alone with a pretty woman,” she moaned. “Pussy is just so delicious.”

She suckled hard on me. My eyes rolled back into my head as she did that. It was incredible to have her nibbling on me. She flicked her tongue around my clit. I groaned, rising toward that wonderful moment when I would burst. I would have such a mighty climax. I couldn’t wait for it to burst through me. I tossed my head.

My heart pounded in my chest. I would have such a mighty climax. It would be intense. Outstanding. I whimpered, my face contorting with delight at that tongue dancing around clit. I would have a mighty climax. I could not wait for it to flood me with so much spunk.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it!” I whimpered. “That’s so good! You’re driving me wild! Oh, that’s it, Mommy! I’m your little dyke by day and your little futanari by night!”

I climaxed as Mom moaned, “Yes! My little dyke!”

My pussy juices gushed out and bathed her mouth. I trembled through all that rapture. Her tongue flicked at me while my cunt writhed around her digits. The heat swept through me. I felt so good about it. I groaned, my face contorting with delight. I loved every last second of this bliss. It was amazing to have it washing through me.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” I moaned. “I love it. I love it so much!”

“Mmm,” she moaned, her tongue flicking through my cunt. “Oh, that’s delicious!”

I trembled through my orgasm. She pulled her digits out of my cunt and feasted on my incestuous passion gushing out of my twat. The tart aroma of my pussy filled my nose. It was glorious to inhale. I breathed it in.

I loved every second of that delight. I savored the bliss. It soaked through my mind. I shuddered through that passion. It was just a wild delight. I was so glad to have it washing through me. I breathed it in.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good,” I whimpered, my orgasm cresting in me. “Wow, that was just amazing!”

“Mmm,” she purred and licked my cunt. She stroked her tongue over my folds. “You are so delicious.”

“Yep, yep, yep,” I said. “Ooh, I want to eat you out, too, Mommy.”

“Mmm, but not here,” she said and rose. She licked her lips, dripping in my pussy cream, and turned. “My room. In the bed, I share with your father. I want you to devour me in there.”

“Yes, Mommy,” I cooed.

She peeled off her sweatshirt. Her back appeared, the straps of her bra crossing it. She swayed up the stairs, her ass looking good in her jeans. I followed her, losing my pants and panties in the process. I held them as I scampered after her. It felt so weird going bottomless through the house.

She headed to her room, unhooking her bra strap. She peeled it off and stopped in the doorway. she turned around and cupped her breasts. “You love these in the dream, don’t you?”

“I do,” I said. “You’ve even given me a titty fuck!”

“Your father enjoys that, too,” she purred. “Mmm, I just love having your cum spurt on my face. Girl-cum… It’s not cheating.”

I rolled my eyes as she attacked her jeans. I peeled off my T-shirt and bra. I threw my clothes into my bedroom before advancing on her. Those big, lush tits swayed back and forth as she wiggled out of her jeans and panties. I cupped her tits.

“Mmm, a big pair of mommy milkers,” I moaned and latched on her nipple.

I groaned, savoring the feel of her rubbery nipple between my teeth. I suckled on her, just hoping she would have a nice orgasm when I ate her out. She purred in delight as I pushed her back to the bed, nibbling the entire time.

She gasped when she hit the bed and fell back. Her boobs slapped together. They rippled with her excitement. She spread her legs wide. I loved the sight of her brown bush dripping with her cream. She smiled at me.

“You want to eat my pussy, don’t you?” she purred. “Yes, yes, my little dyke wants to eat cunt. It’s so delicious. That’s why men love it and women do, too. There’s nothing better than munching on a hot pussy.”

I could not argue with her. So I dove into the fun.

I jumped onto the bed and buried my face into her snatch. Her curls spilled over my lips as I kissed at the tangy folds of her pussy. The incestuous rush of devouring my mother shot through me. I groaned between my licks, sliding my tongue up and down her folds.

She gasped as I did that. Her entire body twisted with delight as I licked at her. I tongued her with passion. I loved the flavor of her cunt. She groaned, her head tossing as I feasted on her with such passion. She trembled, humping back into me. It was so much fun to feel her doing that. She gasped, tossing her head back and forth.

“Yes, yes, yes, like that, my little dyke,” she moaned. “Oh, my god, just like that. It’s so good! Just so amazing! You’re licking me! Lapping at me! Oh, wow, that’s great!”

I tongued her with passion. I stroked through her folds, enjoying the texture of her pussy lips. I lapped at her with such hunger, savoring the taboo flavor of her cunt. I thrust my tongue into her depths and swirled around in her.

I feasted on my mother’s cunt. I enjoyed every second of it. I danced around in her. She squeezed her thighs down around my face. She humped against me, her moans echoing through the room. I loved the sounds she made.

I suckled on her clit. I nursed on her with passion. She tossed her head as I suckled hard on her. It was so good to do that. I enjoyed every last moment of this delight. It was a fabulous moment to tongue her cunt. I caressed her.

Lapped at her.

Devoured her.

“Oh, my, yes!” she groaned. “That’s so good. That’s just amazing! Ooh, ooh, I love it! I love it so much! My little dyke!”

Her words were music to my ears. I loved the sounds she made as I tongued over her. I stroked her hot folds. I enjoyed every last second of this delight. It was a fabulous treat to caress over her. She groaned, squeezing her thighs about my face.

I was just so happy to lick and lap at her. I understood why men loved pussy and why women loved pussy. It was just so delicious. I licked and lapped at her with such passion. Mom groaned in delight, her whimpers moaning.

“Oh, yes, yes, this is so wild!” she moaned. “It’s so wrong! You’re my daughter!”

“Mmm, I am,” I purred and suckled on her clit. I nibbled on her bud. I loved the feel of her in my mouth. She was just so delicious. She felt so right. I loved it. I licked and lapped at her with passion. It was just so much fun to do that. “Your naughty daughter!”

I stroked around her bud, licking at my mother with such passion. I wanted to drown in her pussy cream. I craved that so much. She humped against me with her excitement. It was so wild to have her doing that. I was just so glad for this moment.

I feasted on my mother’s snatch. I wanted to drown in her cunt. I wanted to have all that pussy cream soaking my lips. It would be perfect. I stroked my tongue through her folds. I licked at her with all that I had. It was just so delicious to lick at her with passion.

She groaned, her thighs squeezing around my head. She held me tight with that hot delight. She whimpered, her head tossing. It was just so good to have her trembling against me. I loved every last second of this delight.

“My little dyke!” Mom whimpered. “Oh, that’s it. I… Yes!”

She burst with delight. Her back arched and her tits heaved as the tangy flood of her juices gushed out and bathed my lips. I loved every second of her drowning me. It was just a glorious delight. I was so happy for it.

She squeezed her thighs around my head, squealing out in delight as she humped her furry muff against my face. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. It was just wild to have all this pleasure sweeping over me.

I enjoyed it immensely. It was just incredible to have all this ecstasy rushing through me. I loved it so much. It was intense. Immense. I groaned through it all. I was just in heaven here. I loved every last second of this delight.

It was beautiful. So wonderful. So wild.

I made my mother cum.

“Oh, my little dyke,” she moaned as she trembled. “Oh, that was wonderful. You’re a natural pussy licker.”

“Even without a cock,” I purred.

“I can’t believe that’s real,” she said. “I just remember fragments of it, but more and more each time. I thought… I thought it was because I caught you looking at that futa porn. It shocked me. Scared me. Made me afraid you’d find out I was a secret dyke.”

“I’m glad I did,” I cooed and pressed my tits against her breasts. “I love it.”

I kissed her. She whimpered, her lips melting to mine. She tasted her own passion on my lips. Her motherly love. I shuddered beneath her as I swirled my tongue around with hers. Our nipples brushed. Sparks sizzled. That felt so nice.

I was so glad to enjoy that treat. I groaned against her, squirming on her as she thrust her tongue into my mouth. She flicked it around. I groaned, kissing her with all my passion. She felt so wonderful beneath me.

Just so perfect.

Her hands slid down my rump. She gripped my ass as she rolled me over onto my back. I groaned, making out with my mother with such passion. I shuddered, feeling her humping against me. It was like she was trying to fuck me.

I shuddered, her bush rubbing on mine. I felt the kiss of our clits. This spark sizzled through me. It was so wild. My fingers gripped her rump. I loved every last second of this moment. I didn’t want to break the kiss. Break this moment.

Mom did, though. She lifted from me and purred, “I have to fuck you with my strap-on.”

“Yes, Mommy,” I cooed as she rolled off me. “Fuck me so hard!”

She smiled at me at me before turning to her panty drawer. I stared at her rump, loving the beauty of her ass. She was such a gorgeous woman. I was so glad for this. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched her fishing around in her drawer.

“Ah-hah!” she said and spun around. She held the pink dildo in her hand. Just like in my dream.

She stepped into the harness and drew it up her lithe legs. I shuddered in delight, squirming on my back. I was just so ready to be fucked by her. It would be an absolute delight to have her fucking me. I wanted to feel that mighty dildo fucking me.

The gel-like dildo bobbed as she worked it up her legs and adjusted the harness. She smiled in delight as she stroked it. She purred as she clawed onto the bed. I smiled in delight as she moved toward me. She would mount me.

“Mom,” I groaned in delight, wanting her to ram that big dildo into me.

“Mmm, my little dyke,” she purred.

She kissed me.

I groaned, our lips melting together. She had such a hot mouth. I loved the feel of her on me. She thrust her tongue into my lips. I groaned as she danced her tongue around in my mouth. I savored every wonderful moment of making out with her.

It was just so hot to kiss her like that.

She groaned, her tongue flicking around in my mouth. It was just so delicious. I groaned, enjoying every second of her making out with me. I enjoyed this immensely as she plunged her tongue into my mouth. It was a fabulous moment.

I loved the way she did that.

The dildo nuzzled into my pussy folds. I shuddered, all woman this time. Mom slid it slowly into me. I groaned, shuddering beneath her as the thick shaft filled me up. My hands slid down her back to her rump.

I gripped her ass. I squeezed her butt-cheeks as the dildo sank to the hilt in me. I had every inch of that wonderful shaft in me. It was just so good to have that delight. I groaned, enjoying it immensely. She drew back her hips.

She thrust back into me.

I groaned in delight as she fucked into me with such force. She plowed into my cunt with such passion. It was glorious to have her fucking me like that. She pumped away at me with all that she had. It was so good to have her fucking me like that.

I loved every second of it. She buried into me again and again. She fucked me with such force, hammering my cunt. I loved how she fucked me with such passion, working the dildo in and out of my cunt. I shuddered beneath her.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Mommy!”

“That’s right, my little dyke!” she cooed.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it, Mommy!” I groaned.

She purred in delight and rubbed her nose against mine. It was awesome to have her doing that. I loved her pumping away at my cunt. She fucked me with all that she had. It was just incredible to have her burying into my flesh.

I squeezed my pussy down on that thrusting cock. I loved every inch of her fucking into me. She drove me wild with her hot cunt. It was just so good to have that gel dildo plunging into my cunt. I was heaving.

“Yes, yes, you’re going to cum, right, my little dyke?” she purred.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned, savoring her thrust. She buried into me with such passion.

Our breasts rubbed together. Her fat nipples touched mine. Every time they did, I shuddered at the spark of contact. It was just wild to feel that pleasure shuddering through me. I groaned, my heart racing in my chest as she plowed into me again and again.

She thrust into me. It was just so good to have her doing that. It was wonderful to have her fucking me. I savored that delight. I growled in delight as she buried into me. She hammered into my cunt with such passion.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I growled. “Oh, that’s it!”

“You love it!” she moaned. “My little dyke loves being fucked by me!”

“I do, Mommy!”

I was so close to cumming. She fucked me so hard. She pounded me with her big dildo. She buried into me with passion. It was just incredible to have Mom thrusting away at me. I groaned, my cunt clenching down on that big shaft.

Mom’s eyes burned with delight as she pounded me. I held her tight as our moans mixed in the air. We were both hurtling toward that moment when we would cum together. That would be so hot. I was so ready for it.

Mom thrust the dildo deep into my cunt. It happened.

I burst.

“Mommy!” I whimpered, my pussy writhing around the dildo. I bucked beneath her. “I’m cumming, Mommy!”

“My little dyke!” she moaned, drawing back the fake dick. She kissed me and slammed back into me, squealing into my lips.

She bucked on me. Our tongues danced together as we enjoyed this moment. It was just so hot to have it rushing through me. I groaned, my tongue dancing with hers as the pleasure washed through my body. Ecstasy swept through me.

My pussy writhed around the dildo as the rapture drowned my thoughts. I bucked through such rapture. It was just incredible to have it all washing over me. I was in heaven here. I just was so happy to have all this rapture sweeping through me.

I groaned through the wonderful delight. The heat drowned me as I hit that peak. It was just so good to have all that hot bliss soaking my thoughts. Mom moaned on me, kissing me with such passion. I trembled beneath her.

She broke the kiss, “Mmm, that was good.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, savoring this moment.

She held me, both of us panting as we came down from the high of our orgasms. The dildo slipped out of my pussy and pressed into my side as she snuggled against me. Her boobs felt so nice on me. We traded kisses.

“Mmm, who are you going to dream about tonight?” Mom purred. “Beside me.”

“How about you and the preacher’s daughter?” I purred.

“Hannah?” Mom gasped. Her eyes widened before she smiled. “Mmm, her mother would kill me for seducing her in real life, but in a dream…?”

“It doesn’t count in a dream,” I cooed, eager for tonight.

Mom and I stayed in bed for a while longer before she worried about Dad coming home. We dressed, changed the sheets, and washed the ones we soiled. How did my sheets get washed? I was in a good mood all day long.

So was Mom.

Dad noticed the difference. “Glad you two worked things out.”

“Oh, yes,” I purred. “We had a real heart-to-heart.”

Mom giggled. “It was great.”

Dad was happy.

Night came. I turned on the camera, put the plush in the way, and lay down to sleep. It was a while in coming, but…

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Alanna March – Night 11

“I can’t believe she has a cock, Mrs. March,” a familiar voice purred.

I opened my eyes to see Hannah and Mom kneeling on either side of me. My wish worked. The preacher’s daughter was here to have a hot threesome with Mom and me. I loved these dreams. I still wanted to find out what was going on, but…

I also wanted to enjoy myself.

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