A Mother-Daughter Act update

An hour later Lana and Lori were walking to the mall. Men looked at them. So did women. Lana basked in their attention. They were all tiny reminders of Peter. She could have any of these men, and more than a few of the women, but most of all, she could have Peter. It made her giggle.

“I know what they’re thinking,” she whispered to Lori. “How do you think these fuckers would feel if they knew they could fuck both of us… if they were Peter?”

Lori grinned back at her. “It’d be cruel to tell them. I don’t think any of them could measure up to him.”

“Imagine if one of the shits could. If there were two of Peter’s big cocks. You think we’d be able to take them?”

“In an even fight? Oh no—I much prefer having numbers on our side. Anyway, if none of them are going to measure up, there isn’t much point in wiggling your ass for them so much, is there dear?”

“Just practicing for when we get home to Peter,” Lana said. “None of these fucks might have anything on that motherfucker, but he’s still a fucking guy. Whatever works on them will work on him.”

“Work a little too well,” Lori muttered, eying a young man walking past them. His pants were tight—so tight that if he were Peter, the outline of his flaccid cock would be on display. “I hope he’s home when we get back.”

“Me too,” her daughter agreed. “I wanna get him hard and suck him off!”

“That’ll be some consolation to all your adoring public,” Lori said. “At least someone is getting sucked off by you.”

“Fucking A!” Lana laughed. She clapped Lori on the back. “Don’t worry. I’ll leave some for you.”

“How could you not? Peter doesn’t take long to recover. By now he must have a whole… water cooler waiting for us… so to speak.”

Lana paused in her steps, clearly considering the matter. She’d only had Peter after Lori had softened him up for her. The prospect of getting him with a full load was frightening… and arousing.

“Maybe I’ll be the one leaving some for you,” Lori teased as she walked away. Lana hurried to catch up to her.

As they shopped, Lori considered how open she’d become to sharing Peter with her daughter. Anything that held her back from being in a threesome was gone. She was insatiable and so was Lana; Peter was the only thing that could satisfy either one of them. Of course neither one of them would keep him to themselves.

Not that Peter was any different, Lori thought as she paid for her purchases, giving the bags to Lana to carry home. Peter was as lustful as both of them put together, always with a lovely hard-on to fit into mother or daughter. And they always had a wet cunt to take him in, if not a mouth, a hand, even an asshole.

As Lori mused to herself, Lana walked ahead of her, girlishly avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk. Lori watched her slim thighs underneath the frayed hem of her jean shirts, which adhered tightly to her cute ass, showing off its wiggle as she walked. She found herself getting horny, almost on the absent Peter’s behalf—barely able to wait for him to see Lana and get turned on, do to her the kinds of things he’d done to Lori. 

The dirty, wonderful things she’d wanted Lana to experience too, and finally decided that the only one who could properly show them to her was Peter himself. She wondered what perversions Peter would do with the younger woman that they’d then share with her.

Lori’s cunt throbbed as she walked behind Lana, watching her brown hair pick up the light and shine glamorously. She walked faster, pushing past Lana and making her daughter hasten to keep up with her. Lori was suddenly anxious to be alone again with Peter and Lana. She wanted out of her clothes, to look at their naked bodies, have them fondle her as she touched them. She wanted hands and mouths on her skin, her tits, her cunt, inside her, fucking her. Lori breathed hard as she turned onto their block. 

Lana knew why her mother was rushing. She’d barely managed to stop herself from running to the mall and back for their shopping. She put on a burst of speed, managing with her youthful exuberance to outpace Lori despite being encumbered with the shopping. She ran ahead, taking the stairs up the stope two at a time, and bent down to get the key from under the doormat. 

Lori stopped at the bottom of the steps, her breath catching as she saw Lana bending over. With Lana’s ass pushing out at her thin, tight shorts, it was obvious she was not wearing panties. The shape of her buttocks was revealed for a brief moment, all but her anus itself. And either the short glimpse or that last little holding back gave Lori’s cunt a throbbing hunger.

As Lana opened the door, Lori brushed past her, their bodies robbing together—a spark of desire passing between them both. Lori was trembling as she closed and locked the door, just like Lana was trembling as she set their purchases down on the dining room table.

“Back so soon?” Peter asked. He was naked, lying on his back upon the couch, and Lori’s eyes immediately moved to his groin. He was obviously enormous, but flaccid at the moment. That changed in an instant. With his hands behind his head, a smug look on his face, Peter became fully erect, effortlessly sucking in all the attention the Baumgarten family had to give, all thought, everything. Lana dropped an Abercrombie & Fitch bag to the floor as she marveled at his growing erection.

“Hope you h-haven’t been wuh-waiting… long…” Lori said, trying to sound suave, but only giving away that she was already as punch-drunk as she’d be after taking Peter’s cock for a spin. The sight of his manhood had hit her that hard.

“It’s alright,” Peter replied, sounding totally composed, as if his fully stiffened cock wasn’t leaking precum that very moment. “I wasn’t hard until you two got here. And now you can take care of it for me.”