A Mother-Daughter Act update

While Lori and Peter fucked, Lana got herself a Coke and took it to her bedroom. She intended to study, showing them just how little she needed either of them, but she was far too horny to focus. She waited until she heard their frenzied mating come to a climax, thinking that Peter must’ve come like a volcano—she could hear cups and plates crashing to the kitchen floor, shattering in such numbers that her mother’s joyful cry was almost drowned out.

She turned her radio on and turned the music up, hoping some rock songs would drive out her hunger, without much success.

She probably wouldn’t have bothered if she’d known Peter and Lori were talking about her at that very moment…

“Like I said,” Peter rasped, sitting back in the office chair he’d let Lori ride him in, “there’s no way Lana can be any tighter than you.”

“Well, she is a virgin. Technically. I think she keeps getting fucked in the ass. Maybe that’s why she has such a bad attitude…” Lori’s head drifted back as if she were about to go to sleep, before a dollop of Peter’s cum escaped her pussy, running down the phallus that still skewered it. “We have a problem.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m too weak to move. My legs are all tangled up in these damn armrests. We may have to stay like this.”

“It’s an office chair. We can get Lana to wheel us around.”

“I don’t think that’s how she’d like to join in.”

Peter held one of her legs and helped her pull it free. Lori followed through tiredly, drawing her ass back, pulling herself off his half-hard cock. With one foot on the floor, she drew the other one out and stood on shaky legs before stumbling to the kitchen island, where she at least managed to lean.

She looked at the cum left on the chair as Peter got up.

“We’ve made a mess,” she said. “Where are the towels?”

“Here,” Peter said, and tossed her a sheaf of paper towels from the counter. Lori wiped his seed off the chair’s leather upholstery, then cleaned her womanhood as best she could.

“I’d better put my clothes on and go see how Lana’s going.”

“Why?”

Lori pitched the towels into the waste bin. “Because if I let her simmer, she’ll feel like she has to punish me. For such an overly developed girl, she’s very immature.”

“I mean, why put your clothes on?”

Lori looked at him quizzically. It was hard not to notice that his erection was regaining its fortitude. “Do you think it’s time to let Lana play our little reindeer games?”

“Why not? It’s not like you’re in any state to keep going. I’ll fuck her, and by the time I’ve got another hard-on you’ll be ready for another fuck. It’ll be fun, going from teen to MILF. Like seeing a Hollywood actress age five years.”

“Yes,” Lori breathed excitedly. “Don’t put on any clothes! I want to see the look on her face when she walks in on both of us naked. She’s been dying to know what your big cock looks like.”

“She’ll find out a lot more than what it looks like, mamacita,” Peter said, giving her a pat on the ass.

“Lana!” Lori called loudly. “Come in here, please!”

They heard a door open and slam shut as Lana came out of her room. “What the fuck is it?” Lana demanded as she stomped down the hallway. “You bitches better not want me to make another condom run for you…”

Then Lana stopped in the kitchen doorway, letting out a loud gasp as she looked at Peter and Lori. She’d known what her mother looked like naked—Lori wasn’t shy about getting out of the shower, or taking one—but Peter… his cock thrust out over his bulging scrotum like a steel rod pointed straight at her.

“Mommy… you said his cock was big… but it’s so huge!” she said, voice almost breaking as she walked forward.

“Put your hand around it and play with it,” Peter told her. “I want you to feel how hard it’s gotten as I thought about fucking your tiny little cunt.”

“Yes. Fuck yes. I want it in me!” Lana said as her fingers closed around his member, feeling how velvety the knob was. “I want you to fuck me, I don’t care if it hurts!” she added, giving his manhood a loving squeeze.

“Oh, darling, it’s going to hurt,” Lori told her. “It hurts me sometimes, and I had you in my pussy. But it’s worth it. It’s so fucking worth it.”

“Take off your clothes,” Peter added. “Show me what your momma gave you.”

Lana was eager to undress, to show him what he was getting just like her mother had, but she couldn’t let go of his cock. With her other hand, she took hold of his engorged balls, delighting herself with how clearly full they were. Cum. All that cum he’d pumped into Lori had come from there, and now all of it was waiting for her.

Finally managing to pull her hands away, she stripped as Peter and her mother watched admiringly, both of them panting with arousal.

“You have some sweet little tits, Lana,” Peter said, then gave a huff of a chuckle. “Not even that little. It’ll be, what, a year or two before they’re as big as your mother’s? I can fuck both of yours tits.”

Beaming with delight and pride, Lana ripped her panties off. She liked the way Peter was looking at her, instead of her mother. Probably because she shaved her pussy, unlike the big bush Lori let grow on her mound. She stepped out of her panties, proudly naked, eager to be fondled and kissed and fucked. She couldn’t stop thinking about what Peter would do. Was he just going to penetrate her at long last, or was he going to eat her cunt first? Or play with her tits? She wanted him to do everything, everything he’d done with her mother.

Her excitement overcame her and, trembling, Lana rushed to Peter and threw her arms around him. He kissed her, his hands cupping the cheeks of her taut little ass, his big cock throbbing against her belly. His tongue pushed deep into her mouth, almost into her throat, and Lana wondered again if he was going to eat her pussy.

“Your ass feels nice,” Peter said after the kiss, and turned her around to admire its lovely roundness. He gave it a light slap, drawing a gasp from Lana. “Maybe if you’re a bad girl, I’ll give it a spanking.”

Lana laughed and tried to sound worldly. “You can fuck it if you want to. Fuck my ass.”

Peter laughed and picked her up, carrying her to Lori’s bedroom. Lana looked around confusedly as she was hoisted up into the air. “Momma’s room? Why are we going there?”

“Because that’s where I fuck your mother, so that’s where you belong. Where this family gets fucked.”

Lori clapped her hands. “How does my sweet little girl feel about being carried to bed by a great big man?” she asked.

“I feel like I’m going to fucking faint.”

“That’s all right, babycakes. Peter’s big cock will keep you awake.”

In the bedroom, Peter stopped before a mirror, letting Lana see herself, naked, cradling in his arms. Below, his cock, fully erect, almost threatening in its immensity.

“Last chance to back out,” Lori said in a low voice. “Because once he’s inside you, it’s over. You’ll be addicted to his cock. Just like me.”

Lana looked at her mother worriedly. “Are you going to stay?”

Lori nodded. “Yes, dear. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Peter deposited Lana gently on the bed. Lori got into it beside her.