A Mother-Daughter Act update

“Lay down, honey,” Lori said. “Peter and I will make you feel so good.”

Lana actually let out a nervous giggle as she allowed them to lower her onto her back. They knelt over her cunt, Peter leaning in and kissing it. His teeth ground gently into her clit, then his tongue rolled up and down her slit, all the way to her asshole, Lori watching the whole time.

For Lori, this was almost better than having it done to herself—maybe the wildest thing she had ever seen. She was fascinated by the difference between her loose, easily opened labia and the youthful tightness of her daughter’s folds. Peter seemed to savor them both equally. Lori supposed as long as he liked the Baumgarten taste, the look wasn’t too important. And the feel… he had to like the feel of both as well. He fucked them both hard enough…

She looked at Lana’s face. There was a sweetness, an innocence, in Lana’s confusion—she didn’t know how to process this enjoyment she was feeling, where it would take her, but the next moment she would lean into it, her eyes growing dark and hooded, and in her passion, she looked so womanly that she could’ve been Lori’s sister. 

Peter came away when Lana was starting to breathe heavily, leaving her both frustrated and relieved: frustrated that her pleasure had come to a stop, but relieved that she hadn’t totally lost control. The prospect must’ve been scary to her. Lori smiled to herself—it scared her how good it felt sometimes too.

“I think it’s time your mother had a turn,” Peter said.

More mixed emotions. Lana bit her lip, then her eyes lit up. She was disappointed that Peter wasn’t going to finish her off, but interested in seeing what Lori had seen: her closest family lost in sexual bliss. “Okay. Give it to her!”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Lana froze up, her mouth suddenly feeling dry. “What did you mean then?”

Peter looked from Lana to Lori. “You’re going to eat out your mother. And while you do, I’m going to fuck you.”

Lana found herself grinning. She barely had time to think about how wrong it was before her cunt clenched, her clit throbbing, all of her body ready for it—both going down on Lori and getting fucked once more by Peter. “Can I, Mom? Can I eat your pussy?” She felt Peter run his hand through her hair and even that felt so good she nearly orgasmed. “Can I eat the pussy that gave birth to me?”

“Jesus,” Lori said, but Lana could see her mother having the same reaction she’d had—clenching so hard her eyes nearly rolled back in her head, no matter how wrong it was. “Okay, yes. Yes, darling. You can.” She looked at Peter. “Tell us what to do, Peter. You’re the man of the house now.”

Peter had Lana stretch out on her back. Lori then straddled her face, in reverse so she could watch Peter fuck her daughter. As Lori lowered her ass to Lana’s mouth, she felt Lana’s tongue along her pussy, hesitantly tickling its way inside of her. Peter held his cock in his hand, running the tip along Lana’s barely parted sex with the same reluctance. The message was clear. The more Lana licked her mother’s pussy, the more Peter would fuck her.

And still, Lori was frightened by the sheer size of Peter’s endowment compared to Lana’s tiny cunt. “Don’t hurt her,” Lori urged him.

Peter only grinned at her. “Not really an option. But she’ll like it a whole lot more than she hates it.”

“Oh, Mommy—“ Lana gurgled, her tongue running more fully along Lori’s opening, starting to go inside her now. “You’re… you’re so delicious! Mmmm… I hope I taste as good as you do!”

Lori turned her head to look down at Lana. “I’m not too heavy, am I?”

“Uh-uh.”

She slid her tongue inside of Lori as Peter slipped his cockhead down to her asshole, pressing his tip into her anus almost hard enough to enter her. 

“Want it in here?” he asked her, amused to see Lana flushing as she started to get an idea what it would feel like to have him fucking her ass.

“No—fuck my pussy, please, Peter.”

“I’ll get it nice and wet in there,” Peter said, leaving the rest of his thought unvoiced.

Peter thumbed the teenager’s clitoris, making her whinge with pleasure, then pushed his burgeoning knob against her dainty little cunt. Lana gasped a little, feeling herself stretch once more. She wasn’t big enough to take his cock without difficulty. She didn’t think she would ever be that loose. But she wasn’t nearly tight enough to keep him out either. His cockhead slipped inside her, Lana mumbling something Peter couldn’t hear, but he wasn’t interested in conversation. He was interested in molding Lana’s cunt to his prick.

Now that he was inside her, Peter shifted forward, easing a few more inches into Lana’s passage. Her tight, tender folds hugged him like a silk glove, and it was an effort for Peter not to draw his cock out and fuck those first few inches of her cunt again. Instead, he reached down and groped Lana’s ass painfully hard.

“Don’t forget about your mother,” he scolded. “She needs to be fucked too.”

Lana stopped moaning, started licking Lori’s pussy again. Poor girl—watching a thing like that turned Peter on even more, his cock getting bigger, Lana’s tiny pussy stretching even more painfully. 

Peter liked the view of Lori’s ass, especially with her own daughter’s tongue dancing along her slit, and he kept an unblinking eye on it as he worked himself into Lana’s cunt. It was hurting her, he could tell, but she was putting all her pain into eating Lori out, distracting herself with the sweet taste of pussy. Balanced on his knees, Peter held Lana’s slim hips and rocked her against his groin, taking her to the base of his cock. She attacked her mother’s cunt like she was starving for it, and Lori moaned almost as loud, the two of them slurping and crooning enough to wake the dead. Peter smiled: it was like he was fucking both of them at once.