A Mother-Daughter Act update

Lana writhed and squealed, unable to believe the ecstasy she was feeling. Peter’s tongue was deep in her cunt, seeming to touch all of her inner folds, her swollen clit, while her mother ran her wet tongue across her asscheeks and into the valley between them… it was heaven.

Lori lowered herself under Lana’s groin, meeting Peter’s tongue with her own. They both licked Lana’s boiling sex, ending up with Lori’s tongue inside of her daughter while Peter sucked on her clit. Lana moaned as she had a small orgasm, her eyelids flickering, her mind lost for a moment. She came back with one thought: more.

As she fucked her daughter with her tongue, Lori reached out to touch Peter’s cock, feel its hardness, its throbbing lust. She stroked it lovingly. She knew how hard Lana had come and she wanted to entice Peter to stay and give her precious daughter more ecstasy, even though it must be killing him not to have his demanding erection buried in one of their holes. 

Lori had to put off her own hot pussy, so she rubbed it with her other hand. Tonguing her daughter and jacking off her master made touching herself a part of the sex, a fuck in and of itself that was better than most men she’d been with, better than Lana’s father by far. 

A part of her wished she could’ve had Peter back then, when her body was as fuck-hungry as Lana’s—he probably hadn’t even been born yet—and if Lana were his daughter, fucking her might be too perverse for him. He did have a limit. He always stopped fucking Lori before she broke, even when she wanted nothing more than for his cock to ruin her, to kill her if it had to, so long as her rapture kept growing higher and higher. But then, she couldn’t very well kept servicing her master if she died, now could she?

At any rate, Lori was uncomfortable in her current position, but the pleasure Lana was feeling was far too important for them to stop and change places. And Lori found it too exciting to stop either. She ran her tongue along Lana’s slit—the slit that had brought their master such pleasure—and then she lapped at Lana’s anus. Lana whimpered, her body shaking with lust she could barely stand, their two tongues driving her wild. 

Peter’s hands groped Lori’s pendulous breasts, squeezing their motherly roundness as he ate her daughter’s pussy. Lori pumped his erection faster, licked Lana’s tiny asshole harder, while the honey seeping from her cunt smeared her masturbating hand. Through the blood pounding in her ears, Lori could barely hear her daughter let out a long string of curses, although in Lana’s addled state, it sounded more like drunken gibberish than the usual blasphemy.

“Suck my fucking pussy!” Lana slurred, eyes rolling back in her head. “Ohh—eat my—my goddamn cunt—mommy, you dyke bitch, eat my ass—I’m gonna come like a bitch—suck my cunt—motherfucker—my asshole—don’t you fucking stop—bastard—lick my ass—fuck me with tongue—you dumb cunts better not stop!”

Lana’s words burned Lori up with need. She stabbed her tongue hard into the tightness of Lana’s rectum. The tip penetrated the crinkled sphincter, Lana letting out a loudly delighted scream as her ass was violated. Lori fucked more of it into Lana’s asshole and together, she and Peter tongue-fucked her. All while Lori’s fist beat more and more urgently on Peter’s cock, her own pussy already convulsing with its climax.

“I’m fucking coming! I’m fucking coming!” Lana cried, though her words were so guttural that she sounded barely human. More like an animal that only existed to be sucked and fucked.

Lori knew her baby was coming without being told. The grommet of her asshole was clenching tightly around Lori’s tongue and she could smell Lana’s cream as it spilled out of her, bathing Peter’s face. Lori’s hand blurred up and down her master’s cock, the excitement of what they had done to Lana together penetrating her body like an erection itself.

Lori felt Peter throb in her fist and knew that it wouldn’t be long before he came. He’d been a good master, getting both of his bitches off, but now it was his turn, and he would be getting his due. His hand collared the back of Lori’s neck, ready to force her down on his cock, make her mouth a cum dumpster. It was only fair—Lana had gotten to enjoy both their tongues, so now Lori would get Peter’s load.