My friend Heather had a party for her daughter, Maggie, who had just graduated from college. I’ve always had a crush on Heather. She was a little older than me, but she was a total knockout. Just beautiful. My plan was simple: Attend the party, stay all night, and then offer to help clean up. Hopefully one thing would lead to another.
The party itself was fine. Her ex-husband was there, which was good for my case. He was a dick. I could use that later to say I would have treated her better if I had the chance to be with her. She would smile, touch my hand, tell me how sweet I was and then, bam. She’d kiss me. One thing would lead to another and we’d fuck. Well … one could dream.
As it happened, my fantasy wasn’t far off from reality. Her husband WAS a dick. I bailed her out of a near fight with him, “rescuing her” from an almost argument with him. We went outside and talked. She vented about him.
“You need to blow off some steam,” I said.
“Tell me about it. What I really need is someone to fuck the shit out of me.”
I raised my hand.
“You’re cute,” she said playfully, pushing me away.
This could go one of two ways: Auto-friendzoned, or sex. My plan to stay all night and help her clean up was still my plan. Worst case, I helped her clean for nothing. Best case, I got laid. The party went on and on and finally, the last few guests left around 1am.
“Look at this mess,” Heather said, exhausted.
“I’ll help,” I said.
“No, you won’t,” she said. “This mess is going to wait until tomorrow morning.”
“Oh,” I said somewhat disappointed. So much for my plan.
“Have a drink with me,” she said, pouring two bourbons.
“Where’s Maggie?” She asked.
“Probably asleep,” I said with a smirk and a wink.
We sipped our bourbons and talked quietly about the evening. For the most part, it was lovely. Except for her dick of an ex. I told her I thought she was beautiful and kind and he was an idiot for letting someone as sexy as her go. She smiled and told me I was sweet. I inched forward and put my hand on her leg and told her she deserved better. Or at least someone who would fuck the shit out of her.
She pressed her lips against mine and within minutes, our clothes were off and we were fucking on the sofa. Her legs were over my shoulders. I pushed myself into her as deep as I could. Her eyes grew wide. It almost hurt how deep I was, but that’s what she wanted.
“Harder,” she said.
I pulled out and slammed into her.
“AH!” She shouted.
I pulled out and slammed into her again. Her cunt was wet, sloshing as I pumped in and out.
“Can you hear how wet I am?” She asked.
I nodded as she rubbed her clit with her right hand and pinched a nipple with her left. I continued to pump in and out of her when, in the reflection of the living room window, I saw Maggie, Heather’s 22 year old daughter. She stood, watching, smirking. I smirked back as I continued to pump myself in and out of Heather, holding her legs out as I plowed her.
“Sometimes I pee when I cum,” Heather whispered.
“I think the kids call that squirting,” I said.
Within seconds, her pussy was gushing and spraying squirt all over me, all over the sofa, all over the floor, soaking my feet. I looked into the window and saw Maggie, watching. She was leaning against the wall, her hands down her pants. My cock throbbed.
“Hey,” Maggie finally said.
Heather gasped and looked over and saw Maggie, casually leaning against the wall, touching herself.
“Maggie!” Heather shouted.
“Looks hot,” Maggie said. “Keep going. He didn’t cum yet anyway.”
I held Heather’s legs in the air, looking at her, awaiting further instruction.
“It’s okay,” Heather said. “Keep going. We have a very open family.”
I continued to pump myself into Heather as Maggie watched.
“I want next,” Maggie said.
I hesitated.
“Keep fucking me,” Heather said.
I looked at Heather and kept pumping. And then I turned and looked at Maggie. She licked her lips and dropped her pajama pants to her ankles. She had a thick, full bush, which was unexpected for a young woman. I nodded my head towards the sofa. Maggie’s eyes grew wide and then she removed her shirt and walked over to the sofa.
Maggie sat on the sofa and spread her legs, continuing to masturbate.
I watched Maggie rub her wet pussy while I fucked her mother just a few inches away. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Back in high school, I went to pick up a friend and her mother greeted me at the door wearing shorts and her bra. I was shocked, but her mother said, “We live in a very free and open household.” At the time, I thought THAT was insane. But this?! This was straight out of one of those pornos where the girl fucks a guy and keeps calling him “Step bro!” This. Couldn’t. Be. Happening.
I decided to push the boundaries and see what I could get away with. I reached out and began to stroke Maggie’s leg as I fucked her mother right in front of her. Maggie watched my thick, hard cock pulse and pump in and out of Heather. I was certain I was going to wake up at any second, covered in sweat with a massive erection. But this was no dream.
I removed my soaking wet cock from Heather’s wet, tight cunt and moved over. Maggie held her legs open and smiled at me as I entered her. Her eyes grew wide as she inhaled sharply. I looked at Heather. She winked and began to masturbate while I fucked her daughter.
“Your pussy is so tight,” I whispered into Maggie’s ear as I pumped slowly, trying to savor every moment.
“It’s all yours,” she whispered back as she slid her tongue into my ear and hummed.
Cumming now would be the worst thing that could possibly happen. I wanted this fantasy to last all night. I pulled myself from her and crawled onto the floor, forgetting that moments ago, Heather had squirted everywhere. As I knelt in the puddle, I pressed my face into Maggie’s pussy. It was smooth and tight and tasted sweet and fresh. I had never hooked up with a woman as young as Heather. Not at my age, at least.
For the record, I was 36. Heather was in her mid 50s. And as we know, Maggie was the recent college grad. I tongued her clit and sucked and licked as her legs squeezed tighter and tighter around my neck, pressing me into her deeper.
“Mm-hmm, oh god. Mm-hmm. Right there. Suck me. Suck my clit. Oh god. Oh GODDDD.”
Her body began to tremble as she inched closer and closer to an orgasm.
When she finally came, she screamed out like some primal goddess, arching back, sweat dripping all over her as she grabbed my head with one hand and a couch cushion with the other. Her legs shook. Her feet twitched, her arms trembled. And then. She stopped and exhaled slowly.
“How do you want me?” She asked.
“On top.”
I got onto the sofa as Maggie straddled me. I sucked her nipples while she lowered herself onto my hard cock.
“Yessss,” I moaned as she slid down, taking all of me inside of her 22 year old pussy.
“Come here,” I said to Heather, instructing her to stand over me and press her pussy into my mouth. As Maggie rode me slowly, her mother pressed her pussy into my mouth. I licked Heather’s clit as Maggie rode slow. Up and down. Up and down. She was savoring this, too.
After a while, Heather began to cum. I held my hands up and she held onto them as her body shook. I was so distracted eating her pussy that I had been able to prolong being fucked by Maggie.
But the time was getting close, now.
“I want you both at the same time. Get on your hands and knees.”
Both women got onto the floor and presented their asses to me. I got onto my knees and pushed myself into Heather, pumping a few times in and out of her gushing pussy. And then, I moved to Maggie and fucked her sopping wet cunt, several pumps in and out.
I spat on her asshole and slid a finger in. She gasped. Her mother turned to look and smirked.
“You’re next,” I whispered.
I moved from Maggie back to Heather and spat on her asshole, pushing the same finger that had just been up her daughter’s ass into her mothers. Her cunt gripped down over my cock. She was masturbating. Rubbing her pussy while I fucked her pussy and fingered her ass.
“I’m gonna cum,” I started to whisper as I slipped in and out.
“I want to taste it!” Maggie shouted suddenly, spinning onto her hands and knees. “Please! Please cum in my mouth!”
I yanked my cock from Heather’s pussy and shoved it, without question, into Maggie’s mouth. I fucked her mouth grabbing her hair. Heather collapsed onto the floor and watched as I bucked and tensed and finally emptied my balls into Maggie’s mouth, filling her cheeks with the heaviest, thickest, strongest load of my life.
I kept cumming. Waterfall. Rope after rope spurted into her mouth as she greedily moaned. Soon, I pulled myself from her mouth and stepped back.
“Let me see it,” I said.
Maggie held her mouth open. It was literally overflowing!
“Jesus,” I whispered.
“Mm-hmm,” she said as some sperm ran out of her mouth and onto her tits.
“Swallow,” I whispered.
She tilted her head back and in one sudden motion, gulped the huge load down her throat. My eyes grew wide. Heather’s eyes grew wide. I stumbled back onto the sofa, sitting down slowly, chuckling to myself.
“That is NOT how I expected this evening to turn out,” I said.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bz2gni/i_want_next_mff_motherdaughter_oral_mast_squirt
Damn. That was hot!
This made me pussy dripping wet with cum. I’ve never needed to masturbate more than this exact moment. Jesus that was fucking hottttttttt!
Pretty great.