A Mother-Daughter Act update

Lana orgasmed just as Peter’s own climax peaked. Her ass tightened, practically sucking Peter’s cum into it as it blasted from his cock, packing her own bowels far more tightly than Peter ever could. She rocked violently against Peter’s loins, trying to get more, her anus wrapped around his member like a wet vise. 

“FUCK ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” Lana spat, beads of sweat running down her forehead as fervently as her orgasmic juices flowed down her inner thighs. “RAM MY ASS! RIP IT THE FUCK APART WITH THAT GODDAMN COCK!”

She was in the midst of a long, harrowing, almost painful storm of ecstasy, her orgasm raging on, reaching new peaks as Peter continued using her ass, never giving it up, never letting her passion end. His cockhead delivered the last of his ejaculation straight to her bowels, making her back arch, her breasts heave so high that they slapped against her heart as they came down. 

Peter kept hammering her until he had pumped all of his thick load into her ass, and even when his balls were empty, he still pistoned in and out of her rectum, enjoying the steamy warmth of the cum that he had filled her asshole with. Thick rivers of it oozed from her sphincter, running down the crack of her ass and even spurting as high as her lower back when Peter pumped it out of her with his thrusts. 

There was no need for words. She knew the satisfaction that Peter was getting from her, because it was the same satiated contentment that she felt. The sweet, satisfying nothingness that they both felt in the wake of their mutual orgasm was all that needed to be said. She could feel his pleasure and knew that he could feel hers as well, their bodies merged, brought together with a fulfilment too large to be contained in one flesh. 

Then Lana simply shook, thrashing wildly as the aftershock of her pleasure hit. Peter pumped weakly a few more times into her anus, his burning flood of seed slowed to a trickle. He grimaced and slapped her pussy to finish her off. Lana quivered and went still, falling in a heap to the bed. Peter’s cock lurched right out of her ass as she fell over.

Lori climbed over and took it in her mouth. It wasn’t just a motherly desire to finish the fuck on behalf of her daughter. It was an insatiable lust for new kinks, new depravities, anything to keep up with her whore daughter and the man who pleased them both so tremendously that she would do anything to keep him. She lay against Peter’s groin for a long time, sucking his cock until it didn’t taste of either his cum or Lana’s ass, so long that it got hard again, and he fucked into her mouth, slowly, lazily, rewarding her anew with his cum flowing down her throat.

Lana watched tiredly, lying on her belly, her pained ass in the air, gazing at her mother’s face as it stretched around Peter’s member. It really felt like their lives were turning around. Peter loved them both so much—she could feel his love from her asshole all the way to her belly.

“Fuck, I could sleep for a millennium. An eon,” Peter said, rolling onto his back, his taut chest rising and falling with an extravagant need for oxygen. “I think I fucked the next ten years of my life into your ass.”

“Then get some fucking sleep, motherfucker. You’ve earned it,” Lana urged him. “Me, I still haven’t had enough of you. I’ll help myself until you’re fucking out.”

“Sounds nice,” Peter muttered, his voice already thick with his exhaustion. He ran his hand over Lana’s cheek, then pushed her head down his body, not stopping until she was at his manhood. She pressed her cheek against Lori’s, pushing her aside, and kissed Peter’s cockhead as Lori laid her own tired head down on Peter’s thigh, watching. 

“Very nice,” Peter whispered, his voice dropping off to a light murmur.

Lana rested parallel to his body, taking his cock in both hands, holding it at an angle so that a last wad of cum seeped out from the tip. She watched as it rolled into his foreskin, then licked it away with the tip of her tongue and rolled her head back, pursing her lips together and then opening them so that his cum stretched between her lips. Lori could see her daughter’s beloved cum glistening in what little light there was. Lana closed her mouth again, sucking it empty, quaking as the slick cum burned down her throat.

“Fucking shit, mom, can you imagine if all guys were this motherfucking delicious?” she asked Lori, rubbing her lips against the purple head of Peter’s cock, still able to pick up a faint aftertaste of all his cum when her nostrils flared hard enough. It was a wonderful fragrance to be immersed in.

“If that were so,” Lori said, “we wouldn’t know just how special Peter is, now would we?”

“But we could have even more cum that tastes this fucking good,” Lana replied, inching her lips around Peter’s cockhead. 

It throbbed inside her mouth, swelling with a life that could never be fully defeated. Lana moaned throatily, tightening her lips around the flaccid but still substantial member, taking more of its heft into her mouth. Watching, Lori felt like moaning herself. She was so lucky to have a daughter who could offer a man like Peter so much incentive to be part of their family. 

“God, Lana, you get being a whore straight from your mother,” Peter sighed, half-asleep but knowing everything that was going on, as if he were in the midst of some incredibly vivid dream. “Suck me all night long. I want to wake up with my cock still in your mouth. Think you can do that? Think you’re that hungry for dick?”

Lori answered for her daughter, running her hand lovingly through her fellow bitch’s hair. She had never loved Lana more than when they were both Peter’s whores. “If she’s anything like me, she’ll suck you all night long and have your cum for breakfast. Anything for you, Peter. Each and every hole and whatever you want us to do.”

“Mmmm-hmmm,” Lana agreed, her nose buried in Peter’s wiry pubic hair. For some reason, she hoped the feminine scent she picked up there was Lori’s and not her own.