But it did look so sexy, so girlish and tight, her lips barely parted to show off her virgin flesh.
“Yes, Mother,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “He did a great job. An amazing job.”
“Good,” I said, pressing my dildo against her virgin flesh.
My daughter shuddered. She whimpered and leaned back on her hands. Her small tits quivered as I moved the dildo’s round tip up and down her slit. Her juices coated the tip. She whimpered as I pressed against something. A barrier.
Her maidenhead.
This was what my husband craved. He’d popped my cherry on our wedding night, and then thought he could raise his daughter to experience that delight again. But I would enjoy this so much. Anahit stared into my eyes with such eager need.
“Please, Mother,” she moaned, her dark eyes glassy with desire. “Take me. Love me. I want you, too. I know it’ll feel incredible.”
“Mmm, I will,” I said. “But something is missing. Edvard, my cock-slave, I need you fucking me.”
“Yes, Mother!” he groaned and bounded to his feet with the enthusiasm of a young man.
He moved behind me. His cock grazed my rump. I shivered as the tip, wet with his precum, slid down between my thighs. I shivered as he slid across my taint and found my pussy. This was all a man was good for.
Fucking a woman. Giving her pleasure and his seed. Maybe my son would quicken a child in me. Another daughter to raise right, or another cock-slave to mold into pleasing me.
His cock found the entrance of my pussy. I groaned as he rammed into my depths. I shuddered as he stretched out my sheath. He filled me, plunging deeper and deeper into me with a single thrust. His crotch smacked into my ass, the slapping sound echoing around me. My tits heaved.
Anahit gasped as the force of the impact pressed the dildo’s tip against her maidenhead.
“Mother!” she moaned.
My son drew back his cock. I stared into my daughter’s eyes as the pleasure rippled through my cunt. My snatch clenched down on his shaft. Then he thrust into me. His shaft slammed deep into my pussy again, a wave of delight soared through me.
His hands gripped my breasts. He grunted and groaned as he loved my pussy. He hammered me hard, thrusting into me with that thick cock. It was so wonderful to feel him in me. He pounded me so hard. He thrust into my depths and churned me up.
“Oh, yes!” he groaned. “Mother! Your pussy!”
“Yes!” I moaned, pushing the dildo against my daughter’s hymen as he pounded me. She shuddered and whimpered. She stared at me with such need.
“Please, please, pop my cherry, Mother!” moaned Anahit. “I need you in me. So badly.”
I stared into her eyes and saw my daughter’s need while my son hammered my pussy. I readied myself. Edvard drew back his cock, my pussy drinking in the hot delight of his shaft, the friction incredible. Then he thrust into me.
The force propelled me forward.
Anahit gasped as my dildo buried into her cunt. Her hymen tore with ease. My daughter’s lower lip curled as the fleshy dildo vanished into her snatch. Her pussy swallowed it. I drove it deeper and deeper into her.
“Mother!” she gasped, her head thrown back. “Oh, Mother, that’s incredible.”
I smiled, hearing the pleasure in her voice. I only had pain on my first time. My husband just stabbed into me, pumped a few times, then came. It grew better after that, but he didn’t take the time to love me. To eat me out and get me ready.
I kissed my daughter. I thrust my tongue into her mouth while my son pumped away at my pussy. Pleasure spilled through me as my hips moved, matching his rhythm. I fucked my fake cock in and out of my daughter’s deflowered cunt.
She moaned into my kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, her arms hugging around my neck. Our breasts pressed together, her nipples hard, smaller than mine. Pleasure tingled through my body. It was incredible. My pussy clenched on my son’s cock, feeding off the bliss from my nipples and the sparks flaring from my clit.
Every time I buried the dildo into my daughter, propelled forward by my son’s hard thrust, pleasure burst from my clit. It was wonderful. I loved it. I trembled and shuddered, the pleasure rippling through my body. It was such a wondrous thing to experience.
My tongue dueled with my daughters. We moaned into each other’s lips, sharing this wondrous, incestuous rapture. My cunt clenched about my son’s cock, the pleasure building and building in me. It wouldn’t be long until I exploded. Until that amazing pleasure burst through me.
I fucked my daughter harder, faster. The table creaked as she squirmed on it. Our breasts pressed tight together as she clung to me. Edvard pounded me. He grunted as he drilled that cock into me. The thick head rubbed along the top of my pussy walls, stimulating me.
“Mother!” he groaned. “Mother, you’re just so hot and tight.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, breaking the kiss. “Oh, yes, fuck me, cock-slave! Love my pussy!”
“I love it, Mother!” he moaned.
Anahit giggled. “And I love your fake-cock, Mother! Oh, this is incredible. You’re making me explode. Oh, yes, yes! Just fuck me. Slam into me. I’m going to cum, Mother! I love this!”
“Cum!” I moaned. “Never be ashamed of your pleasure!”
“Never!”
She kissed me again. Her tongue thrust into me. She moaned into me. It was so hot. My pussy clenched down on Edvard’s cock. The friction surged through me. Stars danced before my eyes as my pleasure swelled through me.
I couldn’t take much more.
My daughter gasped in my delight. She moaned into my mouth. Her tongue fluttered in my mouth, dancing with it. Her body clung to me. She was cumming. I made her orgasm on her first time. I clutched her tight, reveling in this moment.
It sent me over the edge.
“Yes!” I howled, breaking our kiss. “Oh, yes, yes!”
My pussy convulsed around my son’s cock. My snatch writhed about that amazing dick. He churned me up. I buried my dildo into my daughter’s cunt, my clit bursting with pleasure, adding to the convulsing bliss rippling through my body.
“Mother!” he groaned as he fucked into my twat.
He grunted, pounding me. He whimpered and then gasped, “May I cum in your pussy, Mother?”
I shuddered. That was just the way a good cock-slave should behave. “Yes! Yes! Give me your seed!”
Edvard drove his cock over and over into my writhing pussy, stimulating me. More and more waves of rapture washed out of my snatch. My mind drank it in. I trembled between my two children, stars bursting across my vision. It was delicious.
He grunted as he rammed into me. His hot, incestuous seed spurted into me. It was wonderful to feel it spilling in me. It was incredible. My pussy spasmed and milked his cock. I drew out more and more of his cum.
It was wonderful. My mind melted. It was just so incredible.
“Mother!” Edvard groaned.
“Mmm, yes,” I moaned as I buzzed on my orgasmic high. “Such a good cock-slave.”
“Oh, Mother, thank you,” Anahit moaned, her eyes floating before me. “I feel so amazing! That was the best.”
“Of course it was,” I said, rubbing my nose against hers. “Mothers always make sure their daughters are pleased.”
I groaned as my son pulled out of my snatch. I whimpered, his seed in me. I clamped my pussy tight to hold in his seed while I was eager to have more fun with my daughter. I pulled the dildo out of Anahit, making her whimper in the process, then I turned around.