The hiatus had helped, but I’d been close to coming when I was plucked free of Beth’s mouth. “I… I’m not sure that I’ll last long… not if I go hard.”
“Don’t worry about that Paul, I won’t take long either; just fuck me hard… no mercy.”
Fulfilling that request was no hardship and five seconds later I was between Sarah’s legs with my cock driven to it’s full length inside her pussy; Jesus Christ but she was wet! The gasp Sarah released as I bottomed out was matched by a second from just beside me; bloody hell, I’d all but forgotten my wife! When I looked left our eyes weren’t three feet apart; my alarm lasted but an instant, quelled by Beth’s reassuring smile and approving nod.
I returned Beth’s smile as I withdrew and moment later, slammed my cock back into her mother’s cunt; it knocked the breath from Sarah’s lungs, but I speared into her again regardless… she’d been the one to ask for ‘no mercy’. I followed up that first penetration with perhaps ten or a dozen equally powerful thrusts before losing my self control, but as the lady had also said: ‘ I won’t take long either’; Sarah was already writhing and gasping through her own orgasm, with legs locked about my hips when my seed began streaming into her.
It was perhaps thirty seconds before my cock softened and slipped free of Sarah’s pussy, but we were twice that recovering our composures, with Sarah’s legs remaining clamped around me throughout; even Beth was gasping for breath and she’d only been watching! Once we had, recovered it was Beth rather than me who Sarah addressed: “So, does my cock-hungry little daughter want a turn now?”
Beth struggled against her bonds as she responded with a wide smile and eagerly nodding her head; I was minded of an excited puppy. Sarah promptly pushed me off herself then casually freed the ropes securing Beth’s wrists as I rolled into the space between mother and daughter. “If you’re that eager, you can get him hard for yourself then; Paul’s quite worn me out.”
Beth didn’t hesitate, despite — or perhaps because? — of my cock being coated with a viscous film of her mother’s juices she scuttled down the bed, fed it between her own lips and began suckling as insistently as the first time. I was knackered myself in that moment so other than reaching down with one hand to grope at Beth’s tits, I let her get on with it; after only a few seconds thought, I stretched out my other arm, scooped Sarah’s softer and fuller right boob out of that basque and fondled that one too.
The tactile difference between those two women was quite a turn on; their being to mother and daughter even more so and the women’s twin groans of contentment at my touch were so similar, they might’ve been one. Sarah rolled toward me to allow access to her left boob too, but only for a minute or so before rolling beyond my reach completely; then it was my turn to groan, albeit with frustration.
As lusciously tempting as Sarah’s tits were, they couldn’t in that moment compete with the sensation of Beth’s mouth working on my fast stiffening cock; I allowed her to escape and returned concentration wholly to my wife. Beth’s oral ministrations were once again something special, her nibbling gently on my foreskin was a completely new experience. Beth was also writhing sinuously again and this I attributed to her mother’s attentions; I could see Sarah’s shadowy presence positioned behind her daughter once again.
Beth’s blow-job was again brought my to an abrupt halt by her mother, albeit indirectly this time: Sarah’s fingers, or whatever else she was using sliding between Beth’s legs had worked their magic, she pushed off my now raging cock and her upper body slumped to the bed with a primitive wail, before shuddering and mewling her way through a powerful orgasm.
Sarah was beside me and pulling me upright whilst Beth was still twitching; now pushing me toward the foot of the bed Sarah snarled “Time we changed ends, I think we can safely assume that Beth’s ready for that fat cock of yours…” I was on the move when Sarah pressed a tubular plastic bottle into my hand: “Take that with you, I’m sure you’ll find it useful.” My mother in law’s accompanying grin was wicked!
Two things about that bottle fought for my attention as I shuffled down the bed: The bottle’s label advised that it contained an ‘Intimate Lubricant’, while its warm and sticky-slick surface suggested that it had perhaps already been somewhere intimate; was this what Sarah just been using on her daughter’s pussy? The size and shape would’ve certainly been appropriate.
I was behind Beth when my contemplations were distracted and as ever it was my Mother-in-Law’s voice that did so: “Is Beth ready for a good fucking?” The reply was only a whimper, but that whimper sounded affirmative. Sarah was now sat at the top of the bed, her back propped against the headboard with a couple of pillows; grabbing Beth by he hair, Sarah pulled her across and between her own legs as she added “Then why don’t you go down on Mummy while Paul gives you one?”
Beth’s response was less consenting this time, but promptly quelled when her mother leaned forward to deliver another sharp smack to her bum and a snarled. “I’ve already told you not to be selfish; besides, not ten minutes ago you were desperate for a taste of Paul’s cum… and Mummy’s pussy is overflowing with it,”
The speed and more especially the fervour with which Beth now complied with her mother’s demands somewhat undermined her earlier reluctance; a case of trying to maintain appearances perhaps? Beth’s face and fingers were deep between her mother’s thighs and the sound of her lips and tongue enthusiastically devouring Sarah’s snatch were audible through the moans and squeals of delight that she was drawing from her mother; I simply knelt there and drank in the sight.
This time it was Beth’s voice which disturbed my reverie, was this the first time she’d actually spoken since I arrived? Beth’s hips were swaying provocatively as she took a moment away from her mother’s crotch, turned a semen and pussy-juice covered face in my direction and pleaded: “When are you going to start… I want my turn, a good hard fucking.” Beth was my wife, how could I refuse… not that I wanted to.
Crawling a little closer I guided my cock gently through the soft folds of Beth’s vulva — she too was as wet as her mother had been! — and that was all that was needed; it was Beth who drove herself backwards to effect the penetration, an action which she concluded with a primitive squeal and then a gasped “Yesssssss! Oh fuck yessssss.” A few seconds later Beth began rocking back and forth on her knees, fucking herself on my intruding prick, while still managing to re-apply her tongue and lips to her mother; it was a helluva display!
Unsurprisingly Beth couldn’t maintain it for long, when her co-ordination began to waver I grasped Beth by the hips and began driving forward myself; that drew another “Oh fuck yessssss”‘ followed by a “now bang it in hard… make me squeal.”
Before I could comply with Beth’s second request, Sarah gasped out an addendum: “But not too hard Paul… I’m almost there… don’t distract Beth from finishing me off.” We both responded, I by maintaining a firm but steady pace inside Beth’s cunt, while she redoubled her efforts in pleasuring Sarah’s. It didn’t take long, another minute at most; what was Beth doing between her mother’s thighs, her right arm seemed almost to be punching between them!
Sarah’s orgasm when it arrived was spectacular; screaming like a banshee, her hands entwined in Beth’s hair and shaking her like a rag doll as she bucked and twisted her hips to better grind her sex against her daughter’s face. Fuck me… she went off like a volcano!
Immediately Sarah’s eruption was over… though no doubt the lava was still flowing from her caldera, I began driving my cock harder into Beth, in line with her earlier request. Beth’s climax wasn’t long in arriving and was almost as explosive as her mother’s; she too howled like a banshee before collapsing in a spasctically twitching heap between her mother’s legs, leaving my cock waving in mid-air like a flagless pole.
Sarah’s head-start in the orgasm stakes saw her recovering earlier too; Beth was still semi-comatose when Sarah began directing proceedings once more: “You’ve not come yet Paul? Good, if you’re wanting Beth’s tight little bum, then now would be a good time to take it; I got a bit of lube inside her already, when I slipped my thumb in there earlier, so Beth’s nicely primed. Give her another shot… push the nozzle right inside her, then a coating on yourself too and you’ll be good to go.”
My hands and indeed everything else were trembling as I followed Sarah’s instructions; Beth offered no objection as I pulled her back up onto her knees. It was only when my cock nuzzled between Beth’s arse cheeks and pressed against the tight starburst of her bum that Beth whimpered “No, you mustn’t… not in there.” But even that protest was undermined by the way in which Beth pushed her hips backward to meet my incursion rather than striving to avoid it;. a single forceful thrust saw my cock head broach Beth’s hidden entrance.
That penetration did draw a raw yelp of protest from Beth’s lips, but as that faded to a mewl and finally a gasped “Oh….My….God” I knew that the battle was over; Beth’s arse was finally to be mine. I’d had anal sex before — not with Beth of course — but I was far from experienced; I needn’t have worried, my Mother in Law clearly was and with Sarah’s whispered directions guiding us both, I slowly worked the full length of my cock into Beth’s slowly yielding arse.
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