She asked, “When was the last time you sucked cock, Mommy?”
“A long time,” I answered.
“Let’s rectify that,” my daughter smiled.
I crawled over to my waiting daughter and took her plastic cock in my mouth. The taste was not great, but the thought that I was obeying my daughter was a major turn-on and I could feel a wetness begin to leak between my legs.
“Do you want your daughter to fuck your cunt, Mommy?”
“Yes,” I admitted, wanting nothing more.
“Say it, slut,” my daughter demanded.
“Please, fuck your Mommy, make me your slut,” I begged eagerly.
“Turn around Mommy,” she ordered.
In Olympic speed, I turned around offering my pussy to my daughter. I think my daughter was as eager to take control of me as I was to be controlled by her. She plunged her cock deep into me in one big push forward. My wet cunt easily allowed access to the toy and I moaned loud and thanked my daughter. “Oh god, thank you Kaylee, I needed this so fucking bad!”
She slapped my ass and said, “Oh Mommy, this is just the beginning. You will become a well-trained, perfectly obedient sub.”
As she thrust her cock in and out of me, our bodies colliding with each forward thrust, I moaned, “Oh yes, Kaylee, I am yours, I have wanted to be yours since the second I saw Chloe between your legs.”
“Don’t you mean Mistress?” she asked.
The thought of finally admitting that she was my Mistress was thrilling and I eagerly admitted the reality of the situation. “Oh yes, Kaylee, you are my Mistress and your Mom is your pet, oh God, keep fucking me, I am so close.”
She asked, “And you want to come?”
“Desperately,” I admitted, through whimpers of pleasure.
“Beg, Mommy. Beg for permission to come from your daughter.”
My brain shut off and my cunt turned on, as I pleaded, “Oh God, Mistress, may Mommy cum. Please let Mommy cum, she needs to soooooooo bad. You got Mommy’s cuuuuuuuunt so fired up, I will do anything for you!”
“I want you to cum exactly on ten, Mommy slut,” she demanded.
“Oh God, kkkkk,” I moaned, unsure I could hold back even ten more seconds.
“Ten,” she said, thrusting into me at full force, as I let out a load scream.
“Nine,” she counted down, pulling back out.
“Eight,” she teased, before I leaned back taking my daughter’s cock back in my fevered cunt.
“Fuck Mom, you are one horny little slut,” my daughter teased, as I fucked myself on her dildo.
“Yes, your slut, Mommy is your slut,” I moaned, the orgasm beginning it’s inevitable tingle.
“Seven and six,” my daughter rapidly fired out.
My moans got louder as my orgasm built and I desperately tried to last until the magical number one.
“Five, Mommy-slut,” my daughter announced.
“Oh god, yeeees,” I mumbled.
“Four, Mommy. Don’t you dare come early, Mommy or you will be punished,” my daughter warned.
I whimpered the thought of being punished an odd turn-on.
“Three, my cunt. I can’t wait to make you the dyke whore you crave to be, Mommy.”
I was bouncing back on my daughter’s cock like a dirty porn star, my moans mimicking the slut sounds a porn star would make. “Oh God yeeeees, Kaylee, make me your slut.”
“Two, Mommy. I want you to come the moment I say the next number,” my daughter explained.
I could no longer hold it back and I screamed and collapsed forward, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck.”
“Bad Mommy-slut,” my daughter said clearly disappointed by my weakness, as she watched her Mother quake and shake on the floor. She explained, “You wanted to be punished, didn’t you Mommy?”
“Nooooooo,” I argued, by body still in utter bliss.
“Well, you must have…how else can you explain coming before you were told?”
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