I grinned and moved over to her, having regained my erection. I mounted Ashley and began riding her, bringing myself to that perfect rhythm that made her moan like an opera singer and her ass ripple like ballistics gel. Jill continued to run her tongue around her daughter’s asshole, even working some fingers in. Soon enough, she moved back and let Ashley continue to eat her out, the nymphomaniac digging with her tongue for any cum she missed in her mother’s pussy. Damn, I wish I had my phone with me. This really needed to be recorded.
Within a couple minutes, I had my second orgasm, filling up Ashley just like she wanted. Jill crawled back over to me as I pulled out and took my flaccid cock in her mouth, savoring the taste of cum and pussy juice. Being swirled around the milf’s mouth, my manhood regained its rigidity, and seeing that I was ready, she again spat on her daughter’s asshole and helped guide me in.
“Oh yes!” Ashley moaned from the sudden sodomy.
Remaining in doggy-style, I went back up to maximum speed, brutalizing Ashley’s rectum like an underage sex slave. While I worked, Jill maneuvered herself under me, and after toying with the idea of giving me a hard prostate prod, managed to work her head between Ashley’s legs with her pussy above her face. It was a bit difficult to move now with Jill under me, but I didn’t want to deprive her of the bliss of drinking my cum out of her daughter’s pussy. Feeling her mom’s lips to her cunt and my cock ravaging her asshole, Ashley was in heaven. She didn’t want this day to end.
For hours, we changed positions like wrestlers, going through every combination we could think of. Over and over again, the strap-on would come into play as Jill or Ashley would be double-teamed, along with all the other toys they had bought.
I watched with a smile as Jill and Ashley fucked each other with the double-ended dildo as if they were scissoring. Their breasts moved beautifully as they threw themselves against it, the two of them moaning at the top of their lungs. The only thing better was the feel of Ashley’s tongue on my ball sack as I tea-bagged her. Jill had just finished sucking my balls and now it was her daughter’s turn.
Ashley was on top of me, the head of my cock slamming against the entrance to her womb, while above her, Jill was crouching on the bed, sodomizing her daughter with the strap-on. It seemed she loved getting double-teamed as much as her mom did. Minutes later, she had her back to me, her ass wrapped around my cock, and Jill was punishing her cunt with the dildo, taking the opportunity to make out with Ashley.
Ashley was gagged and blindfolded, her wrists and ankles tied to the corners of the bed. She screamed through her gag in bliss, relishing the sexual torture. She had clips on her nipples and Jill was tormenting her with a large “neck massager”, setting it at the maximum level and resting it on her daughter’s clitoris. She writhed and pulled against her restraints, the buzzing of the toy pushing her infinitely close to orgasm, but just shy of the threshold, driving her wild.
POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!
I yanked out her anal beads, managing to push her over the edge. With that last stimulation, she sprayed like a garden hose, having one of the best orgasms of her life.
I was lying back against the headboard, Jill sucking me off. She writhed and whimpered, struggling to focus on pleasuring me as Ashley fisted her. She was buried wrist-deep in her mother’s asshole and cunt, a sadistic grin on her face as she pumped her arms like pistons. She pulled both hands out, slick with juices, and started licking them clean. Jill was gaping like a seasoned whore, and deciding to join her, Ashley crawled over and started using her tongue to play with my balls while Jill rolled my cock around her mouth. As they worked together, Ashley smacked her mom’s ass and worked her hand back into Jill’s stretched anus. Jill matched her daughter, working her fingers into Ashley’s asshole one at a time until she was able to slide her whole fist in.
At that moment, I felt like a king, watching a sexy mother and daughter gobble on my cock while they fisted each other. Life was good.
Oh my god, life was hell. I had been fucking for so long that I felt like my dick was going to fall off. I was about to keel over from exhaustion. In contrast, Ashley and Jill seemed like they could go for another six hours without stopping. Jill was lying on top of Ashley, sucking on her daughter’s tongue, and I was standing by the bed, trying to gather up what little strength I had.
“Come on, Zach, put it between us!” Ashley said.
Wanting nothing more than to go home and pass out with an ice pack on my crotch, I shakily nodded and walked over to the bed. Jill and Ashley spread their legs, allowing me to slide my chaffing cock between their slippery pussies. I began thrusting, sliding it against the two pairs of lips.
“Faster!” both women screamed, their nipples kissing.
I barely even felt my final orgasm, spraying every last sperm across Jill and Ashley’s chests. The two women separated from me and licked the cum off each other’s tits. I’m glad that was the last thing I saw before I passed out.
I woke up with a throbbing headache, probably from when I lost consciousness and dropped to the floor like a chopped tree. My whole body was sore and I was barely lucid. I was on my stomach, lying on the bed. Hell, I could tell that just from the smell of bodily fluids staining the sheets. Wait, I couldn’t move my limbs. I raised my head, realizing my wrists were bound to the corners of the bed, same as my ankles. What the hell was going on?
“You passed out after cumming, just like a typical man.”
I heard Jill’s voice, but I couldn’t see her.
“But we’re still horny and rearing to go,” said Ashley, somewhere in the room like Jill.
Jill stepped into my field of vision, wearing the strap-on. “Don’t think the fun is over yet.”
“Jill, what are you doing?”
She laughed and moved back out of view. I felt her crawl up onto the bed.
“Jill, don’t!”
“Haven’t you learned yet? You don’t get to say no to me.”
“Jill! No! No! No! NONONONONO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Down the street, a UPS driver looked up from the mailbox he had just closed. He could have sworn he just heard a scream.
The End
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