“You’d better,” Cassie said, swinging the chair around so that she was watching us. Brittany walked in between my legs and put her hands on the insides of my thighs. Her hands were hot and her fingers pushed hard into my flesh. She wiped some of her own cum off of her tits and belly and then smeared it, now cooler from the air but still wet, all over my asshole. I moaned, enjoying the feel of her soft fingers against that delicate spot. She then spit in her hand and covered her cock in saliva. Finally, she positioned her cock against my asshole, and pushed. My body wanted it so bad, the tip slipped in easily.
Brittany’s spit and sperm made it so velvety and smooth. I groaned, feeling the tip stretch. But it felt so lovely. My ball big balls hung down and rested on Brittany’s cock as it started to work into my asshole. Brittany kept her hands on my hips now, holding me still while her cock pushed farther and farther into my body. I moaned and writhed on the bed, the pleasure was intense. And in a few moments, I felt Brittany’s own large balls pressing against my ass cheeks and I knew she was all the way in. I wrapped my legs around her thin body while she started to pull out. Then she slammed her cock back into me. Brittany didn’t mess around, she starting fucking me hard and fast. I felt her hard cock pushing in and out of my bowels. My mind almost went blank, but I tried to maintain my composure I wasn’t done yet. I turned my head and looked at Cassie. She was watching us intently.
“Do you like to watch your daughter fuck me?” I asked Cassie. I should say now that I have no idea where my dirty talk comes from. I mean, it must just come with the hyper-arousal. Whatever.
“I love it,” Cassie said. Her legs were spread and she was slowly stroking her cock.
“Your daughter is a filthy fucking whore!” I yelled and Cassie looked like she’d been struck. Brittany giggled and didn’t seem to mind. She kept pounding away at my asshole, shaking my whole body.
“What did you say?” Cassie said hotly. Good, I was trying to provoke her.
“You daughter is a cunt and she would probably fuck anyone or anything for five dollars,” I said, then I groaned as Brittany rubbed my breast and shoved her hips hard into my asshole.
“You don’t talk about her like that,” Cassie said. It was clear that her mother’s instincts were battling with her eyes and her own knowledge of what we were doing.
“You want me to shut up?” I asked.
“Yes,” Cassie said forcefully.
“Then you better put something in my mouth,” I said. I then leaned back on the bed. I was sort of lying across one corner of the bed so my ass was on the edge and my legs were wrapped around Cassie. At the same time, my head was dangling off the foot of the bed, and I let my neck crane completely so that I was looking, upside down, at Cassie on the chair. I wasn’t exactly subtle and Cassie seemed to know what to do.
She was up off the couch in a second. Her put her hands firmly on my breasts and centered her cock against my lips. It was still a little wet from cum and I could smell Brittany’s ass on it. I wanted it in my mouth. I parted my lips and let it slide onto my tongue. It tasted as earthy and rich as it smelled and I moaned around it. Cassie pushed it hard into my mouth, almost into my throat. I could tell she wanted to fuck my face, so I just held my mouth of, keeping my tongue thick and wet. Just like her daughter pounding away at my asshole, Cassie started pounding at my mouth. Thrusting her hips hard, but not so hard that she’d hurt me. Both cocks started pistoning in and out of my body in a rhythm. I could hear the mother and daughter, over my body, kissing.
Surprisingly, Cassie was the first to cum, I guess my lips are tighter than my ass. I felt her hands squeeze hard on my breasts. I heard her make a loud, delectable croaking sound her throat. I felt her balls seize up against my nose. Then, my throat, mouth, and lips were bathed in hot, thick, salty liquid. It filled my mouth and splashed around on my teeth. It even overflowing my mouth, dripping across my lips, my eyes, and even into my hair. It tasted lovely.
“Fill her up baby,” I heard Cassie say, “Help mommy fill this whore up.” It was just what I needed to hear at that moment, it was so hot. At that same instant, Brittany gave two or three more hard pumps into my asshole and I heard her squeal. I felt her cock expand in my asshole and then I felt hot liquid pouring into my asshole. And I couldn’t take any more. My toes pointed, my muscles all contracted, I felt completely without weight like my entire being was pleasure, I was completely beyond contact with the outside world. And I felt my balls rumble and then, thick, hot spurts of cum poured out of my dick and splashed against my own tits. It just kept cumming, more sperm than I’d ever produced before, a torrent that almost felt more like I was pissing than cumming. I collapsed panting on the bed. I felt Cassie’s cock pop out of my mouth and Brittany’s cock slide out of my assshole. Finally I felt both women leaning over me, sucking my cum off of my body and sharing it back and forth between their mouths.
When they finally finished cleaning me, we were all so satisfied, any fears or worries we had before seemed strange. For moment we all just stayed where we were, trying to come to terms with what happen. But we smiled at each other with a little embarrassment. It didn’t really have to mean anything, it had just been fun.
“Well,” I said, when I felt like the awkwardness had gone on long enough, “I guess we should get down to the convention. We will be a few minutes late.” I walked over to the door and found my towel
“I guess so,” Cassie said, kissing her daughter once on the lips, “but before you go, I want to say something.” Cassie got up off the bed and walked to me, wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug. I was a little surprised.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“What for?” I asked.
“For allowing me to love my daughter in whatever way I can, without destroying it. You had that power, and you just let us play. And played with us,” she said.
“You’re welcome,” I said and I felt good. What harm could come from any of this? It didn’t even really feel wrong anymore. Why had been fighting my body for so long?
“Come back over tonight,” Cassie said and winked, “I can give you our home address. You can come visit sometime.” She said.
“I think I will take you up on that,” I said, and kissed her once on the cheek, before heading to get dressed.