"No butterfly kisses," she said. "You're going to lick. Like you mean it."
Gillian grabbed a handful of Bianca's silken hair and roughly yanked her face towards Sofia's trimmed cunt.
"That's enough," said Spencer, rising from his chair. The three women froze. "You have proved your point, Gillian. Let go of her."
Gillian frowned, but released her grip on Bianca's hair and stepped back. Bianca stood, relieved that she was spared doing something truly taboo. Relief even showed on Sofia's face as Spencer joined them at the bed.
"Let's all be friends now," he said, sliding one arm around Gillian's shoulders and the other around Bianca's. "Agreed?"
"Friends," said Gillian and Bianca.
Spencer knitted their hands together and the teens giggled and climbed onto the bed together. He smiled at Bianca's lusciously pert ass and a glimpse of her perfect peach of a pussy. She began to kiss Gillian and undress her with eager hands. Spencer turned his attention to Sofia, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed with her thighs apart.
"I think your daughter left you hanging," he said. "Allow me to make up for it."
He slid to his knees between Sofia's legs and stroked her inner thighs with both hands. His lips sought hers and he relished the deep, wet kiss she returned, moaning into his mouth as his fingers found her hot quim. Her tongue was aggressive, her body reacting to his touch as she pushed her cunt against his fingers.
"I've wanted you all night," she gasped. "Both of us have."
"You've got me right now," he murmured and drove her back with another kiss.
Sofia's hands busied themselves in the buttons of his shirt, exposing the dense thatch of hair covering his muscular chest. His kiss only retreated from her lips to renew a path down Sofia's bronzed shoulder, dropping to the heaving mounds of her breasts. He inhaled her perfumed scent and his tongue sought the bumps of her areola and her fleshy nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, looking into her brown eyes as he stretched her nipple with suction and stroked it with his tongue.
"Ohhh, Spencer!" she cried, arching her back and thrusting her titflesh against his mouth. "Suck me."
The creamy brown of her breast glistened against his lips. His tongue pressed and twisted around each nipple. His kiss explored the perfumed valley between them as his fingers worked in and out of Sofia's slick channel.
Spencer moved lower, between her legs, and his kiss traveled to the inspiring musk of her motherly cunt. Her pussy was beautiful, her fleshy velvet slick with her juices as he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue at her sweet trench. She sighed, as if attaining her desire at last, and she thrust her hot groove against his face. He licked and lapped and, sucking, sought her straining clit. His suction drew it out, fat and throbbing, and he pulled it between his lips to punish it with the curl of his tongue.
While Spencer pleasured Sofia, her daughter, sighing, embraced her old friend and recent enemy, Gillian. All seemed forgotten between the beautiful teens. Gillian's creamy thighs parted. Bianca slid off Gillian's panties and pressed the fawn's snout of her face between Gillian's legs, to nuzzle and kiss and sniff at the teenage freshness of her juicy flower. Bianca's tongue drove into those perfect folds. Gillian arched against her and held Bianca's head with both hands as she fucked against the teen's willing tongue.
"I'm sorry," gasped Gillian. "Oh, Bianca, I'm so sorry. I only wanted to..."
"Shhhh," hissed Bianca, climbing and mounting Gillian with a playful fierceness. "Put your tongue to work and say your apologies here."
Bianca saddled herself on Gillian's face, lacing her fingers into Gillian's thick blond locks and sitting her firm bottom on Gillians mouth. Gillian did not resist. Her tongue drove deep, her lips brushed Bianca's clit and, with both wanton hands, she took hold of Bianca's firm bottom. Bianca began to ride, carefully, but not gently, atop Gillian's tongue.
At the foot of the bed, Bianca's mother was wracked with an orgasm, her thighs over Spencer's shoulders and her toes curling in the air as she unleashed the trapped lust in rippling waves. Her juices marked his face and spilled down her thighs and damped the hot wrinkle of her asshole.
"Spencer," she moaned.
He pushed his way up Sofia's body, kissing from her aching mound to her breasts and to her lips, bringing the sweetness of her cunt with his tongue. They fell together on the bed beside the moaning tangle of Gillian and Bianca, now locked in a tawny 69 of flicking tongues and trembling thighs. Bianca spared them a glance, her eyes glittering with lust and her lips wet with Gillian's cum.
"Give her that big cock," she moaned. "She's been pining for it for weeks."
"You're next," growled Spencer.
Bianca smiled at that. He heard a cry of envious protest from beneath Bianca's pert ass. The Spanish teen ground her pussy down against Gillian's mouth to stifle her competition. Gillian, evidently defeated by Bianca's argument, cradled Bianca's ass against her face and thrust her nose into Bianca's crack and tongue back into the hot groove of her pussy.
Spencer was so aroused from tonguing Sofia's cunt that he scarcely took off his trousers. He unbuttoned, unzipped and had his cock in hand and pressing against Sofia's soaking crevasse. She gasped at his touch, her full lips forming into a perfect oval as he slowly buried the iron of his cock in the welcoming heat of her cunt. She spread her legs wide and wrapped them around his waist. He pushed into her until he felt the soft cap of her cervix and his balls mashed against her anus.
"It's so big!" she laughed. "Fuck me with it. Destroy me with your cock."
He laughed, kissing her and biting her lower lip playfully as he began to stroke his fat cock in and out of her hot, wet channel. She fluttered against him. She moaned and squeezed him with her thighs. He fucked her harder. Shaking the bed. Making Sofia's tits jiggle like two butterscotch puddings on a Christmas dinner table.
"Ohhhhh god, yes!" cried Bianca, grinding her pussy against Gillian's face.
Spencer jerked his head up, not stopping thrusting into Sofia, but watching as her daughter sat up straight on Gillian's face and worked her hips. Bianca held her lower lip in her teeth. She whined as her orgasm peaked, her bouncing tempo on Gillian's face matching the squeak of the bed as Spencer drilled his dick deep into Sofia.
"Going to fucking cum," groaned Spencer.
"Ohhhh Spencer," cried Sofia. "I need it. Cum inside me!"
As if he ever had another destination for his churning load. Spencer growled and stared at Sofia's daughter as he shot deep inside Sofia's pussy. Bianca's orgasm receded and she looked at Spencer, her eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure, and she smiled at him dreamily as he pumped his huge cumload into her mother. It was a perfect moment of familial bonding, only interrupted by Gillian, gasping beneath Bianca's ass and finally pushing Bianca off her face.
"Fill my pussy," moaned Sofia, calling his attention back to the woman he was actually fucking. "Fill my pussy with your hot cum."
The last of Spencer's spunk raced out of his throbbing cock and basted Sofia's depths. His strokes slowed. His cock began to soften and he rolled onto his back on the bed, struggling to catch his breath. Gillian and Bianca wrestled their way over to him, giggling and panting, their faces flushed and their nipples straining as they brushed against his arms. Their nuzzling warmth, their laughter and the scent of their arousal was enough to nearly stiffen his cock again.
"I think it's time you taste your mother's pussy," murmured Spencer to Bianca.
She looked at him with surprise, but understood his intent when he gently pushed her head towards his cock. He was swamped in his juices and Sofia's.
"Then you need to taste my pussy," said Bianca as she lowered her kittenish tongue to Spencer's cock.
Gillian pulled his lips to hers and he tasted Bianca's pussy on the familiar softness of her kiss and the slick, sweetness of her tongue. As he kissed the teenage blonde, Bianca's licking coaxed his cock to the beginning of hardness and she parted her lips to take his tip into her mouth. The warmt
h and wetness of the suction caused him to groan into his kiss.
"That's it, sweetie," said Sofia, "suck that cock. Do you taste my juice all over it?"
"MMhhmmmmm," moaned Bianca, her mouth full of Spencer's quickly stiffening cockmeat.
Sofia knelt beside her daughter and gathered up Bianca's lustrous hair to keep it out of the way of the very wet and noisy blowjob Bianca was giving to Spencer. Gillian broke her kiss with him to blot out the lewd scene at his cock with the softness of her breasts and her pale pink nipples rubbing against his face.
Spencer gathered her tits in both hands, kissing at the saltiness of her sweat and burying his face in the warm pillows of Gillian's breasts. He sucked at her nipples, remembering the sweetness of Tamara's milk and wondering when he would taste Gillian's. The thought made his cock stiffen to full attention in Bianca's gently sucking mouth.
"Ohhh, sweetie," cooed Sofia, "you suck cock so good. Let mommy have a taste."
Bianca's mouth lifted from his cock, but she continued to work her soft hand up and down her shaft. Right up until her mother's mouth slid onto him and proceeded to deepthroat him in two impressive strokes. The liquid heat of her throat closed around him and he had to suck hard on Gillian's nipple to keep from screaming with pleasure.
Sofia gagged a little and lifted her mouth.
"I want you to fuck him, baby. Ride his big dick."
"Mmmmm, hold my hand, mommy," said Bianca, talking in a childish voice. "I'm scared of Mr. Mars's biiiiig cock."
"You two are unbelievable," laughed Gillian.
The girls burst out laughing, but it was no joke when Bianca's slender body crawled atop him, straddling his hips and teasing the burning furrow of her cunt against the head of his cock. He moaned loudly into Gillian's luscious cleavage as Bianca lowered herself and opened her velvet flower on his sensitive tip. She was so wet and overheated he nearly lost it. His head fell back onto the pillow.
"Ohhhhh fuck, Bianca," he moaned. "Your pussy...ohhhh..."
Inch by inch she swallowed him up, her cunt as tight as a fist squeezing around his cock, but so much warmer and softer. By the time her firm bottom dropped against him, his cockhead was stretching her cervix.
Spencer couldn't see what was going on with Gillian's tits hanging in his face, but he felt Sofia's weight shift across his leg as her daughter began to move her hips and slowly ride his cock. A moment later he felt a heat grazing his balls, the softness of lips and the suction of Sofia's mouth. She was licking and sucking his balls as her daughter rode his straining fucktool.
"You girls...you ladies...you're insane."
"Mmmmm, Mr. Mars," cried Bianca in her cutesy voice. "It's sooooo big. It's going to make my little pussy cum sooooo hard."
His chuckle of disbelief at the women he was sharing his bed with was soon muffled by Gillian's thighs as she climbed against the headboard and dropped her soaking slit onto his face. Lightly furred with gold, blushing pink, he saw it for only an instant before the heat of it and Gillian's aroused smell blotted out everything except for the sensation of Bianca and Sofia working his cock.
Spencer's hands were not idle. He held tightly to Bianca's slender hip with one hand, measuring the up and down and hip twisting the teen was subjecting his cock to while Gillian smothered him in her pussy. His other hand held Gillian's round ass, fingertips teasing into her crack and lightly brushing the clench of her anus. She giggled and pushed her pussy down even more heavily onto his tongue. Her sweet peach poured its juice into his mouth. He lapped at it and sucked the tiny acorn of her clit.
"Ohhhhh yes!" cried Bianca. "Yes! I'm cumming! Kiss me mommy! Ahhhhh!"
Bianca's cries of pleasure were lost in the torrid open-mouthed kiss she shared with her mother as she bounced her pussy on Spencer's cock. Her inner walls squeezed against him. Her tender tightness milked the hard spear of his cock. With Gillian's peach pouring her sweetness into his mouth, Spencer felt his climax tighten at his root and explode in a molten spasm that fired his cum into Bianca's teenage pussy.
"Mmmmmmmhmmmm!" he cried, tongue buried in Gillian's velvet, cock throbbing in Bianca's shuddering channel.
"He's cumming inside me, mommy," cried Bianca breathlessly into her mother's kiss.
"Milk it all out, sweetie," said Sofia. "Take every drop of his cream. It feels so good."
Their filthy commentary and Gillian's smother cunt only prolonged his straining orgasm. By the time he relaxed back onto the bed, Spencer's face was covered in sweat and he could barely breathe. Gillian gave him a few final bounces before all three women disentangled, rolled onto the bed into a pile with Spencer, and resumed lazily fondling and kissing.
In the afterglow, hands and mouths roamed where they pleased. Gillian licked at his cum-damp cock. He teased and fingered Sofia's plump ass. Bianca, panting, head resting on Gillan's soft ass, spread her thighs and pulled her mother between them. It only lasted a few seconds. Both women too drunk on pleasure, to hot, to resist breaching that shocking taboo. Spencer watched as Sofia's tongue dipped into her daughter's cum-logged slit. Bianca looked at him, sweat glistening on her face, her eyes barely open in the sleepy afterglow.
"So good," she moaned and thrust her pussy against her mother's tongue.
It was an act that would be repeated later that night, as the sex wore on and the four exhausted themselves with each other. He replayed it in his head again and again as Gillian dozed beside him on the flight home to America.
They were on approach in America when she finally stirred beside him. She rubbed the slip from her eyes and smiled at him.
"Are we landing already?" she asked, leaning across him towards the window seat.
"Soon," he said. "You've been asleep for five hours."
"You didn't feel me up when I was asleep, did you?" she asked with a wink. "Not that I would have minded, but..."
She leaned in against his ear.
"...my pussy is so sore."
"I'm sore all over," he said. "Take how sore you are and multiply it by three."
"Now, now, we played with each other plenty."
"You're also only eighteen. I'm almost three times your age. Thus, times three."
"Is that how you try to remind me that you want a serious relationship?" Gillian nudged him with her elbow.
"Have you made up your mind about that?"
Gillian took a deep breath. She nodded slowly.
"Yes, I have, Spencer." She reached out and took his hand. "The answer is yes. It's too late for me to transfer in the first semester, but I will transfer to Sandy State second semester. I'll stay in your little sorority fantasy house."
"It's going to be a crowded house," he said and stroked her belly.
"I hope you know what you're getting into, old man," she said, but her harsh words were softened with a kiss that lingered. He tried to push it further, but she pulled back. "Morning breath. And all that soreness, right?"
"Right," he agreed.
As they were parting at the airport, Gillian hugged me tight, obviously aware that it would be the last time she would see him for several weeks. She turned to leave and he pulled her back and smothered her question with a deep kiss. The sight of an old man passionately kissing a much younger woman drew some attention in the crowded airport, but Spencer didn't care. He savored every moment Gillian's lips gave him. He intended to forge that kiss into a memory as lasting as the taboo tryst in Spain.
That indelible moment of mother and daughter crossing boundaries together was still burning in Spencer's mind when he pulled up outside his cabin in the woods. There was an unfamiliar car parked outside his house. A coffee-colored BMW convertible. He walked onto the porch and into the cabin, setting his luggage beside the door. Someone was playing music in his cabin. Some weird electronic trance music. He hated that shit.
Maybe his daughter, Maddy, was here with a friend. He started to call her name. A girl's moan filtered into the hallway from the closed door of his bedroom. Heat flushed his face. His hear
began to beat a drum roll in his chest. He walked to the door, carefully, silently, and turned the handle without releasing it. He pushed the door open.
Dreamy techno music being played far too loudly on his stereo almost drowned out the sounds in the room. Almost. Just beneath that awful music, Spencer heard the familiar creak of the springs beneath the mattress. The soft sighs and heavy breath of people engaged in lovemaking. And the music did nothing to cover the distinctive musk of sex, thick in the hot air of the bedroom.
He took a step into the room, leaning his head in just enough to see what was happening.
"Oh, Bryce," sighed his daughter. "Fuck me."
He saw it just as she spoke those two gut-wrenching words. His beautiful daughter, on her back, slender legs apart, hair pulled back in a brunette ponytail, eyes wide in the bedroom as she looked up at Bryce. The lanky, bleached blond teenager was atop Spencer's only daughter. He knew that Bryce had knocked his daughter up. Spencer had come to terms with that. He even blamed himself. But nothing could have prepared him for seeing Bryce's stupid ass bouncing up and down as he humped Maddy in Spencer's bed.
Spencer's hands tightened into fists. He was about to round the corner and introduce those fists to Bryce's face when the preppy teenager suddenly pulled back. He slid his cock out of Spencer's daughter. Bryce saw a flash of Maddy's blushing, slick pussy and the swollen redness of Bryce's cock.
"Suck it," said Bryce, climbing beside Maddy.
"Are you going to cum?" she asked.
"Not yet," said Bryce. "I just want you to suck it."
The raunchy reality burned like a fever on Spencer's skin and kept him from moving. He had a clear view of Bryce, turned to the side, as the teen stroked his surprisingly long and skinny cock. Maddy sat up on her pillows and leaned her head to the side. Those lips Spencer had chastely kissed so many times were suddenly opening, his beautiful daughter wrapping them around her boyfriend's cock.
"Mmmmmm," moaned Maddy.
She began to bob her head on Bryce's straining length. He lowered one hand to her head, his buttocks flexing as he gently fucked his cock into the oval of her lips. Disgust welled in Spencer, not at what he was seeing, but at the effect it was having on him. His cock was stiffening in his jeans and he could not look away from his daughter giving her boyfriend a slow and very wet blowjob.
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