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Story Codes: Female/Teen female, Teen male/Teen female, Teen male/Female/Teen female, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Creampie, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public, Hot Wife, Cuckolding

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Tony Carter – Day 2

Church service was over. The congregation was getting up to talk to each other, share in their fellowship. I stood naked over Mrs. Bishop, the preacher’s wife, and her daughter Jenny. They both dripped in my cum and licked up my jizz.

It was so hot watching them gather my spunk and share it with each other. They snowballed it back and forth. I hadn’t even told them to do that. They were so eager to be used by me and make me happy, they just did it.

The device that P created was amazing. Did he ever use it? Or was it just lost to the dark corner of the web where I stumbled across it? The only person who had ever taken his discovery seriously. Shame, he was a genius.

It worked.

Reverend Bishop slapped his hand down on my shoulder. “Thank you for using my wife and daughter. You should come over and have lunch.”

Mrs. Bishop broke the kiss with her daughter, cum dripping from her chin and splatting on her breast. “Oh, yes, you have to come over for lunch, Tony.”

“Please, please, say you will,” Jenny moaned, her small breasts quivering.

“Sure, sure,” I said. “Now keep licking up that cum.”

They both attacked the other’s face. They gathered up my cum that coated them and shared it with each other. Reverend Bishop squeezed my shoulder and headed off to talk. I smiled and noticed that Yasmina, a Hispanic cutie my age, and her mother, Mrs. Jimenez were staring at me with eager eyes. They wanted to be used.

“Maybe next Sunday,” I told them. “If you two impress me.”

“Of course,” Mrs. Jimenez said.

I went back down to look at the preacher’s wife and daughter cleaning up my spunk. They were kissing again, their tongues dancing as they swapped my pearly jizz back and forth. It was so delicious. I watched for a few more minutes.

“Okay, we’ll leave after I talk to my mom and sister,” I said. “So get dressed.”

I headed away from them and realized I could have told them to stay naked. No one would care. I could parade them nude through a nunnery and no one would bat an eye. I mean, I just fucked them in the middle of Sunday service. Plus, I was naked.

Mom, Debbie, and Bitch were all staring at me with hope. They must be so wet. Mom had this smoldering heat in her eyes. Dad was looking a tad miffed. I bet he wanted some from Mom, but she was a prude.

Except with me.

“I’m going over to the Bishops’ for lunch,” I said.

“Oh,” Debbie said, my little sister’s face falling. Bitch’s did, too, surprisingly.

Mom put on a brave smile. “Well, you do have a crush on her. I suppose that’s supposed to be expected.”

“So while I’m having lunch, Mom, I want you to shave Debbie’s pussy,” I said. “I want her bare from now on. So that’s your job to make sure she’s ready to be used by me in that way. When I see you two for evening service, she better have a bald twat.”

“Of course, honey,” Mom said and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek like she always would. “Have fun at lunch.”

I didn’t want a chaste kiss from my mom. I kissed her full on the lips, savoring the feel of her plump mouth. She moaned as I did that, my hands sliding around to grip her ass. I squeezed her as Debbie bounced with excitement.

I broke the kiss with Mom and ducked down to plant a hot one on my little sister’s lips. She moaned into my mouth, her tongue wiggling past my lips. She was such a dear. I cupped her small breast through her dress, feeling her hard nipple.

“I’ll be as bare as a hardwood floor, big brother!” Debbie said brightly when I broke the kiss.

I winked at her before glancing at Bitch. I smacked her on the ass. “Be good.”

“Yes, Master,” she moaned.

I turned and found that Mrs. Bishop, Jenny, and Mr. Bishop were behind me. They looked ready to go. I grinned as we headed to their house. They lived in a cottage behind the church. The church owned it having been left to the congregation by an old man. He never attended church, but the women had always looked after him. Brought him food. Checked up on him. When he died, he willed all his land to the church.

It was a nice house with a duck pond behind it. Mr. Bishop pulled out his keys and opened the front door. He held it open, nodding. “Make yourself at home, son.”

“I plan on it,” I said.

I glanced at the two women as they followed in. “Why don’t you go upstairs and slip into nothing? I want you both naked. Well, Mrs. Bishop, you can wear an apron. Mothers in aprons are so hot.”

“Sure,” Mrs. Bishop said.

“I’ll make sure my wife’s nice and stripped,” said Mr. Bishop and squeezing his wife’s ass.

She laughed and kissed him. They had a close relationship. So different from my parents. Mom acted like she hated being touched by Dad most of the time. They had sex at the same time on Friday every week like clockwork. I decided to adjust my plans.

Mrs. Bishop could be used by me and still satisfy her husband, but Mom… I had a feeling she would be busy every Friday evening. Hell, she didn’t want to have sex with Dad anyways. She just did her “wifely” duty.

It made me wonder if she wasn’t secretly gay? Or maybe she was just asexual.

Obviously, being a free-use slut was caused by the device. It wasn’t really her.

Still, I had an idea to explore with Mom and her sexuality. That was for the future. For now, I was eager to have fun with the Bishops. They all headed upstairs. I was already naked. It felt nice out in the sun. I didn’t even bat an eye. My clothes would be fine in the church.

Jenny came racing down the stairs first, her small breasts quivering. She was so cute. My age but she looked younger. She came up to me and preened. I did have such a crush on her. I was going to marry her. She would make the perfect free-use wife.

“We’re getting married,” I told her. I had already.

“I know!” she squealed, bouncing up and down. We’d have to do all the engagement stuff. That was for the future, though.

My uncle might be getting married soon. I remember Dad talking about his younger brother being serious with his girlfriend. Was she hot? If I went to the wedding, I could use her in such delicious ways. My cock throbbed hard.

“You’re thinking naughty things,” Jenny said. “Your, um, cock is jiggling.”

“Yep,” I said as Mrs. Bishop and her husband came downstairs. She was naked, her big boobs bouncing. Her husband was in sweatpants and a T-shirt.

“Let me get started on lunch,” Mrs. Bishop said as she headed for the kitchen. She grabbed an apron hanging on a hook that said, “God Bless This House” on the front. It covered her breasts. Barely. They were large and swaying. “Cold cuts on sandwiches okay?”

“Sounds great,” I said, sitting down on the couch.

Mr. Bishop took his recliner and leaned back in it, groaning. Jenny went to sit beside me, but I pointed to my cock. She nodded eagerly. She stood in front of me with her cute rump. I bet she had a tasty asshole. She reached between her legs and grabbed my cock. She slowly sat down on me as her mother busied herself in the kitchen.

I groaned at that hot kiss of the girl’s pussy on my dick. She whimpered as she sank down my cock. I groaned as that hot, young cunt swallowed my dick. It was incredible having my future wife’s twat devouring my rod.

Jenny leaned back into me and squirmed there. She had such a hot and tight pussy. I held her in my arms, my chin resting on her head. She was short. I liked that. My hands slid up and cupped her small breasts. I found her nipples and pinched them.

“Sir,” I said, glancing at the preacher, “I would love to date your daughter.”

“Well, of course you can,” the preacher said, smiling as I twisted his daughter’s nipples. “You’re a good, young man.”

“You don’t have a problem that I’m twisting your daughter’s nipples?” I asked, Jenny whimpering.

“You can use her how you want, young man,” he said, smiling. “You’re blessed.”

“I am,” I said, smiling. My dick throbbed in her pussy. “And your wife? Do you like that I use her?”

“I’m glad that you find my wife to be worthy of being used. She’s a good woman. I love her a lot. She’s made me happy, and it makes her happy to be used by you.”

“Good, good,” I said. “I hope she fucks you a lot in the bedroom. I don’t want you cumming in her pussy until she’s pregnant with my child, but her mouth and asshole are yours to use.”

“I’ve never used her asshole,” he admitted, his daughter squeezing her cunt down on my dick.

“Sir, fuck your wife in the ass every evening before you go to bed,” I said. “And have her suck your dick clean after. I think that will bring you close, and I want her used like that. Once she’s pregnant, you can alternate fucking her in the pussy.”

“I will,” he said. “If that’s how you want my wife used, I won’t say no to it.”

“Nor will I,” called Mrs. Bishop. “I must say, Trent, I did enjoy being sodomized by him. It was a delight.”

“Good, good,” he said as Jenny squirmed on me, humming.

“In fact, I think you and your wife should have a special Sunday tradition,” I said. “Bring home any woman from church with you, fuck her in the pussy, Mr. Bishop, then fuck your wife in the ass as she eats the creampie. Yes, yes, you deserve that.”

“Why thank you,” he said.

“That sounds fun,” said Mrs. Bishop.

I smiled at that. I was glad that they would have that level of fun. It was good to do that to them. Mrs. Bishop came in with sandwiches on plates. She sat down on the couch beside Jenny and me, though not snuggled close. Jenny had both our lunches on it. It was a tad awkward to eat like this, but it was very fulfilling to have a hot pussy around my cock as I ate.

Jenny giggled as she worked her pussy up and down my cock as we finished up. Her mother and father were chatting like this weren’t going on. Like their little girl wasn’t riding my dick. It was just so hot to feel her doing that.

“I really think we need to do something about the hydrangeas,” Mrs. Bishop said. “They’re just not coming in right.”

I groaned as Jenny giggled. She was working her cunt up and down my cock with such a delicious speed. Not fast, but it wasn’t slow. It was just a perfect way to tease me. I loved the feeling of her doing that. The pressure grew and grew in my nuts as she rode me.

I gripped her hips and held worked her pussy up and down my cock. She felt amazing. She squeezed her cunt around me. I groaned at the heat building and building in my nuts. I would have a huge burst of cum.

“So we’ll have to buy new ones?” her husband said.

“I’m afraid so.”

“Oh, oh, that’s so good,” whimpered Jenny. “Oh, I love you so much, Tony.”

“That’s how I want to use you,” I said. “I want you to love me with all your heart. No reservation.”

“None,” she moaned, plunging her cunt down my cock. “Oh, Mommy, Daddy, I love Tony with all my heart. I just know that God intends me to be his bride!”

“That’s wonderful,” purred Mrs. Bishop.

“Mmm, come give her a congratulatory kiss,” I groaned as I savored that hot pussy working up and down my cock.

Mrs. Bishop rose, her big boobs swaying behind her breasts. She moved before us, leaning over. I stared down the front of her apron at her heavy tits dangling before her. She planted her mouth right on her daughter’s lips.

They melted together in a hot kiss.

I loved that. My dick throbbed in Jenny’s pussy. She kissed her mother with passion, throwing her arms around her mother’s neck. I gripped her hips tighter and worked that hot cunt up and down my cock. I would just dump my load into her.

I loved this.

Her hot pussy squeezed me tight. I loved that hot snatch around me. It was just a thrill to feel her cunt massaging me. They made out as Jenny plunged her cunt down my dick. She took me to the root and squealed in delight.

Her pussy convulsed around my cock.

“Your daughter’s cumming on my dick,” I groaned to Reverend Bishop.

“Good, good,” he said, nodding as his wife kept making out with his daughter.

The pressure at the tip of my cock hit that bursting point. I erupted into that hot pussy. I filled her to the brim with all my jizz. It was so good having that cum spurting out of my cock. I loved every second of it.

I savored every second of that hot twat massaging my dick. I loved it so much. I pumped my load into her pussy again and again. Jenny squealed into her mother’s lips, the pair sharing their incestuous kiss as I filled the girl up to the brim.

“Damn,” I groaned as I erupted one more time into her pussy. “Sir, I love your daughter. And I love her pussy.”

“If she’s to be your wife, you should,” said the preacher. He glanced at his wife. “I love her.”

“And her pussy?” I asked.

He nodded.

“I love your wife’s pussy, too,” I said. “And her ass. I think I want to fuck her ass while she licks out my cum from your daughter’s cunt. Tell your wife to do that, sir.”

“Honey, eat out cum from our daughter’s cunt while Tony fucks you in the ass,” he said, a jovial smile on his head.

Mrs. Bishop broke the kiss. “Mmm, he is the head of the family. I do try to be led by him.” She winked at me. “But you’re the head of everyone’s family after the Lord, Tony.”

It was so crazy how they had rationalized it, but I wasn’t complaining as Mrs. Bishop helped her daughter slid off my cock. The girl sat on the couch beside me. Mrs. Bishop went to kneel down, but the coffee table was in the way.

“Shall we, son?” Mr. Bishop asked, rising and moving to one end of it.

I stood, my wet dick bobbing, and grabbed the other. We moved it up against the TV, giving me plenty of room to sodomize Mrs. Bishop. She smiled at us before she ducked her head down and nuzzled into her daughter’s sloppy cunt.

I dropped to my knees, my cock slapping down on her rump. I pressed my wet dick into her butt-crack as she feasted on the cum I left in her daughter’s snatch. The incest was so hot. The fact the preacher sat down to watch was even hotter.

I found his wife’s asshole and drilled against her. She moaned as her anal ring widened and widened for my cock. It was a treat. I loved every second of this. I savored it so much. She whimpered and gasped as I popped into her bowels.

“Oh, Lord, yes!” she moaned into her daughter’s snatch.

“Sodomize Mommy, Tony!” gasped my cute bride-to-be. I’d have to do the proposing, but that could wait. We had to “date” for a while.

We would have such kinky dates.

I sank deeper and deeper into Mrs. Bishop’s bowels, her husband watching on. It was so hot. The MILF moaned into her daughter’s stanch, licking up my jizz spilling out of the nubile cutie. I loved this device. P was just amazing.

I sank deeper and deeper into Mrs. Bishop’s asshole until I bottomed out in her. She moaned into her daughter’s snatch. She lapped and lapped at that cutie’s cunt. Jenny whimpered, her small boobs jiggling. She ran her fingers through her mommy’s black tresses.

“Oh, Mommy, lick out every drop of Tony’s cum,” cooed the naughty girl.

“Yes,” whimpered Mrs. Bishop, her asshole clenching down around me.

I loved the sensation of her bowels massaging my dick as I drew back. I groaned, gripping the MILF’s hips. The preacher’s wife felt so glorious around my cock. The velvety massage suffused the tip of my dick in sinful bliss.

I rammed back into her asshole. She gasped into her daughter’s sloppy cunt as my dick filled her up. Her butt-cheeks jiggled from the impact. I groaned and drew back again. I fucked the preacher’s wife hard in the ass.

I pounded her bowels. I hammered her anal sheath. She groaned as she licked up my cum from her daughter’s pussy. Jenny whimpered, squirming there as she enjoyed what her mother did to her. The naughty MILF did such wicked things to her.

I loved it.

I pumped away at her asshole. I buried into her anal sheath again and again. It was so amazing to have all this pleasure washing around me. It was wondrous. Glorious. I reveled in my powers over these women. Over the preacher.

Over the world.

I grinned from ear to ear. I had the mastery. I could do what I wanted. It was what P had given me. I shuddered with the immensity of it. The enormity of it. It was too much to think about. I felt dizzy even considering the possibilities.

So I fucked the MILF’s asshole hard and fast. I churned her up with my cock. I loved how tight she felt around my dick. Her anal sheath clamped down on me as she licked and lapped at her daughter’s sloppy cunt.

“Mmm, let’s find all that cum in you,” Mrs. Bishop purred.

“Oh, Mommy!” gasped Jenny. She sat up straight. “Mommy is rooting around in my pussy for your cum, Tony!”

“Of course she is,” I growled. “Right, sir.”

“She’s a good and faithful Christian,” said the preacher. “My wife will do whatever makes you happy, Tony. Use her.”

“Yes, yes, use me!” whimpered Mrs. Bishop. “I love being used. I love your cock fucking my asshole and the taste of your cum in my daughter’s pussy. Even that’s tasting better and better. I might like eating cunt.”

“I want you to love cunt!” I growled, fucking her asshole.

“I will!” She clamped her anal sheath tight to my dick, swelling me toward my climax. That felt just amazing. “I will love pussy with all my heart!”

I grinned at her words as I fucked her asshole. I pounded the reverend’s wife as the pressure grew and grew in my nuts. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. I couldn’t take much more of her anal sheath.

Jenny trembled. Her mother must be licking her with passion. I heard sucking. Slurping. Mrs. Bishop slathered her tongue over her daughter’s folds. I just felt it in my heart that the MILF was devouring her daughter like she was possessed.

I grinned from ear to ear and fucked to the hilt in her asshole. I buried deep and hard into her anal sheath. It was a glorious moment. She squeezed her bowels down around me. It was wild. I loved it so much.

“Oh, oh, oh,” gasped Jenny. “Mommy!”

My girlfriend bucked on her mother’s face, her small titties quivering. Such joy blazed through Jenny’s eyes as she had a lesbian orgasm delivered by her naughty mother. I groaned, slamming into the preacher’s wife’s asshole, loving this sight.

“Oh, Tony!” gasped Mrs. Bishop. “Oh, Tony, yes!”

Her asshole spasmed around my dick. She purred her delight into her daughter’s cunt. That was so hot to hear. I was so glad to feel that anal sheath rippling around me. It felt wondrous. I buried into her anal sheath.

“Cum in me, Tony!” begged the preacher’s wife.

“Yes, yes, flood my wife’s asshole. Use her ass, young man!”

“Yes, sir!” I roared and buried into her anal sheath. I erupted into her spasming bowels. “Fuck!”

I erupted over and over into her anal sheath. I spilled all the cum that I had into her. It was glorious to flood her bowels with all the spunk that I had. Stars twinkled across my vision. Her anal sheath suckled at me.

I grunted as he moaned into her daughter’s pussy. Jenny quivered as I spurted more and more of my jizz into her mother’s asshole. I filled the preacher’s wife up with my spunk. I threw back my head as I loved every second of this.

I felt so good. Just amazing.

I erupted one last time. I panted, knowing I would have an incredible time with the Bishops. I sucked in a deep breath, that hot asshole rippling and writhing around me. Jenny panted, a big smile on her lips. Such joy shone in her eyes.

“Thank you for using us, Tony,” Jenny squealed.

“You’re welcome,” I said, pulling my dick out of her mother’s asshole. “Mmm, why don’t we go up to your parents’ room and really enjoy this threesome?”

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Debbie Carter

I darted to the bathroom the moment that we got home. “Come on, Mommy, you have to shave me!”
“What about lunch?” Dad asked.

“Yeah?” Bitch said.

“You can make your own sandwich,” Mom said as she followed me up the stairs. “Tony needs me to shave our little girl. I have to get it done right away.”

“Fine, fine,” Daddy grumbled. “Bitch, make me a sandwich.”

“I’m Tony’s sex slave, not yours, Daddy,” Bitch said. “He didn’t tell me to listen to you. Make your own! You’re a big boy.”

I reached the upstairs bathroom and darted inside. The moment I was, I made sure my pigtails draped down the front of me so my hair was out of the way. Mom entered and closed and locked the door behind her. She unzipped my dress.

“Thanks, Mommy,” I said, pulling it off.

I went to throw it down, but Mom grabbed it. “Don’t wrinkle it. Honestly, Debbie.”

“Sorry, Mommy,” I said, naked. I had nothing on beneath. My pussy was so wet, my strawberry-blonde bush dripping.

Mom folded my dress and set it on the counter. Then she turned around, sweeping her blonde hair out of the way. I unzipped her dress, exposing her back. No bra strap or slip beneath. She was as naked as me. She drew her dress off, her blonde hair spilling around her body.

She folded her dress up as she said, “Run the tap. We’ll want to have some water in the tub. And grab your razor and shaving cream.”

“Yes, Mommy,” I said, turning on the faucet.

The water poured into the bathtub. Mom nodded as she pulled out a shower stool from a cabinet. We had that when my great-grandmother, before she passed away, visited us. She put in there as the water filled up.

“Glad we kept that,” she said as she next started pinning up her blonde hair.

The water grew warm. I put in the plug and waited for it to fill, so eager to be shaved by my sexy mother. I wanted to be bald and bare for my big brother. He deserved to have something special like that for him to enjoy.

“Okay, sit down, eager goose,” Mom said as she turned off the water. It was a few inches deep.

I sat down on the shower stool and spread my legs wide. I quivered in eagerness. I toyed with one of my pigtails, twinning the strawberry-blonde tresses around my digits. Mom climbed into the bath, the water washing around her legs as she knelt before me.

A hot shiver ran through me as she grabbed my razor and the pink shaving cream I used for my legs and armpits. She aimed it at her open hand.

WHOOOSH!

The foam formed a mound. She smiled at me and rubbed it into my pubic hair.

“I haven’t ever done this before, but my sister did when were in high school,” Mom said.

“Oh, Auntie Carla did?” I smiled. “That’s so naughty of her.”

“Hmm.” A disapproving look ran across her face. She was older than her sister. “She was always a wild girl. Had a lot of boys. Boy crazy. Like your older sister.”

“Well, she’s Bitch now and big brother’s sex slave,” I said. “I doubt he’ll share her. And if he does, that’s okay.”

“Of course it is,” Mom said. “Being a whore for your big brother is just natural. Even I’m a whore for him.” She smiled and shuddered. “I never knew I could cum so hard. Sex was always something I hated. I just did it for your father’s sake.”

“Do you love Daddy?” I asked as Mom brought the razor to my pubic moun

“Of course,” she said. “We’ve been together this long. It’s not all the passion. I mean, it never really was. He was a good man. That was all I wanted. A provider. He gave me two wonderful children and Bitch.” She smiled. “Well, I love Bitch as much as she infuriates me.”

I smiled at her as Mom started shaving me. She worked the razor slowly. I tried not to shudder as I felt the hairs cutting. The rasping sound filled the air. I didn’t want her to nick me, so I tried to be as still as possible. A statue.

“Mmm,” Mom said as she worked. “You’re going to have a pretty pussy for your big brother.”

“I will!” I was so excited for that, but I had to be still.

It was so intimate as Mom worked the razor through the pink foam. She paused to rinse it off in the bathwater after each careful stroke. Her fingers slid over the skin she had shaved, feeling for stubble. I had a sparse bush, so it wasn’t hard.

She worked across my pubic mound before she turned to my vulva. I spread my legs wide, feeling my deflowered petals part. It would be such an embarrassing pose if it wasn’t before my mother. She loved me. She had already eaten my pussy.

My big brother wanted us to be lovers. That was one of the ways he wanted to use Mommy and me.

So it felt so deliciously intimate as she started shaving carefully around my pussy lips. She worked the razor with care. She stroked down my folds then rinsed off the blade. Her gentle fingers stroked over where she worked, searching for stubble.

It felt so good.

I bit my lower lip, wondering if my cousin Sarah shaved. We were the same age. She was Aunt Carol’s daughter. I didn’t get to see her except at Thanksgiving. Aunt Carol, her daughter, and her husband always came. My big brother would use my aunt and cousin.

I would be there, too. That would be neat.

Mom kept working. She took such care, her motherly love so apparent as she shaved around my pussy folds. Finally, she did a final run-around with her fingers, nudging the remaining traces of the pink foam.

“That’s bare,” she said, cupping her hands in the water and bathing my freshly shaved pussy in the warmth.

I giggled at the sensation. I stared down at my tight slit. I was bare. It was so naughty. I had been so excited to grow my pubic hair, now I was so thrilled to have it shaved away. Just the way big brother wanted me.

“Now I get to eat you out,” Mommy said.

“Yes,” I squealed. “I’m all wet and excited. It was so naughty feeling you shave me.”

“It was naughty,” Mommy said. She leaned down. “Maybe… maybe I like eating out your pussy. But just because your brother wants to use me. I’m not a lesbian or anything.”

“Of course not, Mommy,” I said. “You love Daddy. You’re straight.”

“Right, right,” Mommy said. “Straight.”

She kissed my shaved pussy. I gasped as I really felt her naked lips on my vulva. Without any pubic hair, everything felt so silky and delightful. I quivered as Mommy smooched all over my twat. My labia. My clit. All the naughty places.

Then she licked me. Her tongue furrowed my slit from my taint to my little pearl. I gasped as she stroked over it. Such delight rushed through me. I groaned as she did that. My eyes rolled back into my head. I loved the feeling of her doing that to me.

“Mommy,” I whimpered.

“Mmm,” she cooed. “You do taste good.”

“Thank you, Mommy!”

She licked me again. My eyes rolled back in my head at how wicked that felt. She was doing such naughty things to me. I quivered as she licked me again and again. She stroked her tongue through my folds. I groaned, my back arching at what she did to me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. I would have a big climax.

A wondrous cum on Mommy’s lips.

She stroked her tongue through my folds. She lapped at me. With all that she had. I shuddered, savoring what she did. It was such a good time. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as she thrust her tongue into me.

“Ooh, Mommy!” I gasped, squirming on the shower seat.

“Mmm,” she cooed.

Her tongue swirled around in my cunt as her hips wiggled back and forth like she was excited. Was her pussy getting all hot and wet, too? I had to eat her out, too. That would be next. I was so eager to devour her cunt after how good she made mine feel.

As her tongue danced around in my snatch, her lips kissed my labia. That felt extra naughty. I groaned, my boobs trembling. It was so wicked of me to do this. It was just so naughty of me to be enjoying myself like this.

“Oh, Mommy!” I moaned.

“Just cum for me,” she purred, her blonde hair framing her face. “Just drown your mommy!”

“Yes!”

Mommy thrust her tongue into my twat. She flitted it around in me. I groaned as she did that. I loved it. That felt so good. Just so wonderful to have her stirring me up like that. I shuddered at how good she felt fluttering around in me. I shuddered, my cunt clenching down on her pussy as she feasted on me like that.

She did such wicked, wicked things to me. My face contorted with the delight of this moment. I rose and rose toward my orgasm, enjoying everything that Mommy did to me. She was such a wondrous mother.

I loved her so much. I was so glad that my big brother wanted to use us like this. I couldn’t wait for him to see the pretty pussy that Mommy licked. Her tongue flicked through my folds and found my clit. She danced around it.

“Mommy!” I moaned.

She nibbled on my bud.

“Yes, yes!” I gasped, my orgasm building.

She swirled her tongue around my bud. It felt so wicked to feel her doing that. Just so glorious to have her flicking her tongue around my bud. Pleasure sparked from my clit as she tongued it. I shuddered, loving what she did to me. I swelled toward my climax.

“Mommy,” I whimpered, her tongue dancing around my clit. “Yes!”

I burst with such beautiful pleasure. My cunt writhed as the juices gushed out of me and splashed across Mommy’s lips. She moaned as she licked and lapped up my cunt cream. She feasted on my incestuous passion with such eagerness.

Such wanton abandon. Her tongue stroked over my folds. I shuddered here, my eyes rolling back into my head as she did her naughty work to me. I groaned, my boobs jiggling and quivering. She flicked her tongue around my petals.

“Mommy! Mommy!” I gasped as she kept licking up my pussy cream.

“Mmm, that’s so delicious,” she groaned.

Her tongue thrust into my pussy. She felt my flesh spasming and writhing. It was so naughty to feel. I shuddered here, my orgasm reaching that wonderful climax. It was an amazing moment. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest.

Mommy did such wicked, wicked things to me. She pulled her tongue out of my pussy and rose. She cupped my face, her lips dripping in my tangy juices. She kissed me. I savored the plumpness of her mouth as well as the tastiness of my snatch.

My hands cupped her big boos. I squeezed and kneaded them as she thrust her tongue into my mouth. We made out with such naughty fun. I was so glad to share this moment with her. It was so wild to do it.

She broke the kiss with me, her eyes burning so hot. “Now what are you supposed to do?”

“Make you cum, Mommy!” I cooed and ducked my head down.

I buried my face between my mommy’s lush titties. I rubbed them against my cheeks. She felt so silky against me. The water splashed around in the bottom of the tub as I did that. She groaned as my lips kissed up her big boob to her nipple.

I latched on and suckled. I nursed on her with passion. She groaned as I did that. Her nipple felt so wonderful in my mouth. It was just such a treat to nibble on her with my soft lips and make her moan in delight.

I loved my mommy, and my big brother wanted to use us like this.

I suckled and nibbled on her. She stroked her hand down my back, the other holding the back of my head. It was so wonderful as she hummed. I felt like I was nursing from her for real. I wished she had breast milk.

“Oh, my,” she groaned. “That is making my pussy quite wet.”

I moaned around her nipple.

“And you’re supposed to be eating out my cunt not nursing from me.” She smiled down at me. “You’re not a baby.”

I popped my mouth off. “Right, right, Mommy.”

She rose out of the two-inch deep water. It ran down her legs as her thick, blonde bush appeared before my face. It was soaked but not just with her juices. I smiled as I leaned forward on the shower stool and grabbed her hips.

I nuzzled into her wet bush and found the thick folds of the pussy that had brought me into this world. It was such a rude thing to do. I loved it so much. I savored the treat of licking at her. Lapping at her. Just stroking through her folds.

I felt so good.

My tongue caressed her pussy lips, gathering up her tart juices. She gripped the back of my head and groaned, “Oh, yes, yes, this is only because your brother wanted us to. This is wrong, otherwise. Lesbianism is a sin.”

“Of course, Mommy,” I purred and thrust my tongue into her pussy.

“So is incest, but…” She shuddered. “Oh, that’s so good. Yes, yes, swirl your tongue around in me. Oh, you are so good at eating Mommy’s pussy!”

A warmth washed through me at her words. I danced my tongue around in her, wanting to give her the most pleasure I could. I was having fun dancing around in her, too. She quivered on me, grinding her pussy on my face.

I feasted on my mother’s pussy, so eager to drown in her pussy cream. I wanted to have all her passion engulfing me. It would be a delight to bathe in her cunt cream. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had.

I stroked through her folds and brushed her clit.

“Oh, yes, yes, Debbie!” she gasped. “Oh, Debbie, that’s so good! That’s really, really good!”

I loved that I was making Mommy feel good just the way big brother wanted me to. My heart fluttered with such joy. I flicked my tongue through her folds and brushed her clit. She whimpered as I did that. Her face twisted in delight. Her entire body quivered.

I nibbled on her bud. Suckled on it. My hands gripped her wet rump. I squirmed on the shower stool as I tongued over her pearl. I polished that little nub. Her tart juices soaked my taste buds. Some dripped down my chin.

“You’re going to make me cum, Debbie,” she whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, keep doing that! Oh, sweetie, don’t stop!”

“I’m not, Mommy!” I told her, kneading her rump and suckling hard on her clit. She quivered as I did that. Her entire body trembled, her big boobs jiggling. They slapped together as I suckled hard on her bud.

She trembled, gripping the back of my head. She held me to her pussy like she thought that I would pull away. I would never do that to my mommy. I suckled on her with all my might. She gasped as I did that.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it!” she squealed. “Debbie!”

Mommy came.

Her tart juices gushed out and bathed my mouth. I moaned as I licked them up. I savored that wonderful delight. It was so delicious to have all her pussy cream spilling out of her and bathing my mouth. I enjoyed that delight so much.

I licked and lapped at her pussy juices. I tongued her, so glad that I could do this for her. She trembled, her passion echoing through the bathroom. I plunged my tongue into the twat that birthed me and felt her flesh spasming around me.

I gloried in that. It was so amazing having that delight rippling through me. I shuddered, my eyes squeezing shut. That was just a wondrous moment. I felt so good about myself. She shuddered, her boobs swaying.

“Mmm, that was so good,” she said. “Now lets dry off and have lunch. Want me to make you a sandwich? PB and J?”

“You’re the best Mommy!” I squealed. I loved peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

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Tony Carter

Jenny dropped to her knees before me as her mother sat on the foot of her marital bed. I had never been in the Bishops’ bedroom. This was where the preacher slept with his wife. Made love to his wife. Held her as she slept.

Now his wife watched as her daughter opened her mouth wide and swallowed my dirty dick. Fresh from Mrs. Bishop’s asshole, her little girl was eager to buff me clean. Jenny didn’t flinch at the sour flavor. She appeared to revel in it.

I groaned as her tongue swept around the crown of my dick. It felt glorious. I enjoyed it as she buffed me clean of her mother’s asshole. She suckled with such joy, her black pigtails spilling around her cute face.

“Damn, Jenny,” I groaned.

“My daughter’s such a loving girl,” her mother said. Mrs. Bishop crossed her legs, her big boobs rising and falling.

“Does it make you wet to watch this?” I asked the hot wife.

“You make me wet like my husband does, Tony,” she purred. “You’re the only two men I’ve ever been with. Lord willing, the only two.”

For a moment, I thought about sharing her with Andy and Harry, my two friends. Well, Andy had a girlfriend, but Harry had been like me, a virgin. I could let them fuck the preacher’s wife, turn her into a whore, but…

Mr. Bishop was a great man. A better man than my dad. Mr. Bishop cared about his wife. I wouldn’t do that to her. I would fuck her, of course, but I wouldn’t take her away from her husband or soil their marriage more by making her fuck other men.

And I didn’t want my mom fucking other men, either. Just me. Dad took her for granted. She was mine. But other women… It would be hot to have Mom fucking other women all the time. Especially when I was busy.

My plans percolated in my mind as the MILF sucked off her daughter’s sour asshole. Tomorrow at school would be great. I’d get my friends laid. I’d cuck my bully. I’d fuck a hot teacher. I might even keep some sex slaves.

That was such a great idea.

Mrs. Bishop polished my dick. She suckled hard on me, loving me while her daughter watched on. Jenny bit her lower lip in such a cute way as her mother polished my dick clean of her asshole. I slid my fingers through the MILF’s black hair.

“Isn’t your mother sexy?” I asked.

“So sexy and beautiful,” Jenny said. “I’m so glad we’re dating! That means you’ll use me a lot. And Mom, too.”

“Yep.”

Mrs. Bishop moaned around my cock. She wanted to be used. She loved her husband, but this device on my neck was amazing. I didn’t even feel it any longer. I had gotten used to it. My eyes squeezed shut as she suckled on me hard.

She nursed on me with wild passion.

I groaned as her tongue danced around my dick. She made me shiver with delight. I hurtled toward the moment when I would cum in her mouth. My balls tightened as her tongue danced around my dirty dick.

She had to have polished me by now.

She was such a good and loving wife.

“Damn, Mrs. Bishop,” I groaned. “You’re going to get so much salty jizz.”

She moaned in delight, sucking with force.

“Go, Mommy!” squealed Jenny.

I shuddered, the pressure about to explode out of the tip of my cock. Mrs. Bishop’s hot tongue stroked around the crown. I groaned, savoring the black-haired MILF’s hot passion. She suckled with such need for my spunk. I loved it.

“Shit!” I gasped and erupted into Mrs. Bishop’s hot mouth.

She moaned around my cock as she gulped down my cum. The pleasure shot through me. Her daughter squirmed on the bed, watching on with hot eyes. I grinned at Jenny as I dumped my jizz into her mother’s mouth.

Mrs. Bishop swallowed my cum with such noisy gulps. She took it all down while I shuddered, enjoying this pleasure shooting through me. My nuts twitched as I unloaded more and more of my cum into her mouth.

“Damn!” I snarled.

I erupted one last time into the MILF’s mouth. The preacher’s wife moaned around my dick. She suckled on me, nursing out the delight. I loved it. I savored her passion as she swirled her tongue around my cock. She made me shiver in delight.

“You are such a great cocksucker, Mrs. Bishop,” I groaned.

She popped her mouth off my dick and purred, “Oh, that’s so sweet to say!”

I winked down at her then glanced at her daughter. “Well, we have a few hours before evening service. How shall we spend them?”

Mrs. Bishop and her daughter both wore wicked, wicked grins.

To be continued…

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