MOTHER, DAUGHTER, BOYFRIEND [mfF] [squirt] [piss] [gag] [creampie]

Benji, who was in his early 30s, was dating a woman named Miranda, who was in her mid 50s. Miranda was hot and cold to the idea of dating Benji since he was so much younger … but the sex was amazing. She had never squirted before Benji and hadn’t squirted with any partners after him.

So, whenever Miranda was mad horny, she’d pick up that phone and text Benj. One evening, he comes over just as Miranda’s 23 year old daughter, Hanna, was leaving. They talked for a few minutes in the driveway. Hanna was skeeved out by someone who was close to her age banging her mom, but despite this, she still liked Benji. He was cute and friendly.

Still though, whenever Benj and Hanna saw each other, the first thing she could think about was him pounding the shit out of her mother. And even though Hanna could admit Miranda was smoking hot, it wasn’t exactly the mental picture she wanted.

One evening, Miranda invited Benji over for “dinner.” Hanna was *supposed* to be at a friends, but the friend cancelled last minute and so *dinner* became … just … dinner.

After dinner, they sat in the living room by the fireplace. Hanna’s cat, Geoffrey, made a rare appearance and sat in Benji’s lap.

“This is so weird,” Hanna whispered, not wanting to startle the cat. “Geoffrey HATES people.”

Benji pet the cat, who purred gently.

“This is kind of amazing,” Miranda said quietly.

Hanna slowly got up and sat next to Benji. She reached into his lap and pet Geoffrey, scratching behind his ears.

“Who’s a good boy?” Hanna whispered.

Benji looked to Miranda and smirked. Hanna caught the smirk and immediately closed her eyes. She thought: *oh fuck, does my mom say that to Benji when they’re fucking? omg omg omg gross.*

Hanna kept petting the cat. She looked at the cat. She didn’t look anywhere else. She wanted the image of Benji pounding her mother from behind to disappear. *Just keep petting the cat,* Hanna told herself.

Miranda spread her legs slowly and chewed on her bottom lip. Benji pretended not to notice. But he noticed.

“Such a good kitty,” Hanna said.

“You two look cute together,” Miranda said.

Benji and Hanna looked at Miranda.

“Me and Geoffrey?” Benji asked. “Or me and Hanna?”

Everyone laughed loudly enough that Geoffrey high tailed it outta there.

“You and Hanna,” Miranda said. “You two look cute together.”

“Oh, c’mon, mom.” Hanna snapped. “You can’t try to set me up with the guy *you’re* fucking.”

“Why not?” Miranda asked. “We live in a very accepting and sexually open household.”

*It was true. When Hanna was sixteen, she had a boy over. One thing lead to another and soon, they were naked and making out. The boy had a raging hard on. They wanted to fuck. But Hanna didn’t have any condoms.*

*”I’m gonna go ask my mom,” Hanna whispered.*

*”Your MOM?” The boy whispered.*

*Hanna winked and ran out of her bedroom, naked. She knocked on her mom’s door.*

*”Hey mom,” Hanna whispered. “You up?”*

*A light clicked on in Miranda’s room.*

*”Yeah sweetie, come in.”*

*Hanna walked in to her mom’s room and stood before her, totally naked.*

*”Do you have, like … a condom?”*

*”Mm-hmm,” Miranda said, reaching into her nightstand. She took out two and tossed them to Hanna.*

*”Thanks!” Hanna said before rushing back downstairs.*

*”Have fun!” Miranda yelled out.*

“Benji isn’t *mine,”* Miranda said. “We’re all adults. We can share if … you wanted.”

“Like … right now?” Hanna asked.

“Why not?” Miranda said. Suddenly, Benji and Hanna noticed a very visible wet spot in the crotch of Miranda’s sky blue yoga pants.

“Mommm,” Hanna purred.

Miranda licked her lips.

Hanna looked at Benji. His heart was racing. He smiled. Hanna smiled back. She looked at his lips. He looked at hers and nodded. They both leaned in and kissed. Hanna’s nipples got hard. Benji’s cock got hard.

Miranda’s pussy was soaked. She watched as her daughter made out with Benji. Miranda and Hanna looked closer to sisters than mother/daughter. Miranda thought watching her Hanna fuck Benji would be just like watching herself fuck him.

They stood up and stripped their shirts off. He pressed his body against hers. Her nipples were pierced. Hard. They pressed against his torso. She rubbed her hands all over him. She undid his belt and unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. His cock was throbbing. She reached under his boxer briefs and pulled his cock out.

She looked down and felt it in her hand.

“Wow,” she whispered. He smiled. “You have such a nice cock.”

Hanna lowered herself to her knees and kissed his thighs, inching closer and closer. She cupped his balls in her hand and wrapped her lips around his shaft. Benji closed his eyes and looked up to the ceiling. He could feel his cock disappear further and further inside of Hanna’s wet, young mouth. When he opened his eyes, he saw Miranda, masturbating. Totally naked. She rubbed her clit while Hanna slurped and gagged on Benji.

Hanna could hear Miranda fingering her sopping wet cunt. She didn’t care. As long as she didn’t have to watch, she didn’t mind. If anything, it … sort of … turned her on?

“Deeper,” Benji grunted.

Hanna locked eyes with Benji. Mascara ran down her cheeks as she struggled to take him further down her throat.

“You can do it,” he moaned.

She nodded.

Soon, her nose was pressed against her pelvis.

“Fuck!” Miranda moaned.

Her legs were spread, her fingers were deep inside of her cunt. Her left hand rubbed her clit feverishly.

Hanna slurped and gagged. Pushing. Heaving. Retching. Gagging.

“More!” Benji grunted.

Hanna yanked his cock from her throat and a mountain of saliva gushed out of her mouth and onto her tits.

Benji scooped up her saliva and smeared it across her face. Hanna giggled loudly and took his cock back down her throat.

“AUGH AUGH AUGH!”

“More! Deeper!” Benji grunted.

“Fuck I’m cumming I’m gonna cummm!” Miranda screamed.

“Do it!” Benji screamed.

Miranda spread her legs and fingered her sopping wet pussy harder and harder.

“FFUUUUUCCKKKK!” Miranda screamed.

Suddenly, Miranda squirted harder than she ever had before. Benji’s eyes grew wide as the torrent of squirt sprayed all over Hanna’s back.

Hanna looked up to Benji, her mouth full of cock, eyes wide. Was she terrified? Disgusted? Horny???

“C’mere,” Benji said, yanking his cock from her throat. He spun Hanna around on her knees and pushed her down to all fours. Facing Miranda, their eyes met. They weren’t sure what to do.

Benji got on his knees behind Hanna and slipped his cock into her pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned as he pushed deep inside of her.

Hanna put her head on the floor. Head down. Ass up.

Benji pumped hard inside of her. Hands on her hips. Her cunt was creamy and wet. He fucked her harder and harder. Slapping her ass. Miranda kept masturbating. Watching. The sofa was drenched in her squirt. The floor had a nice little puddle on the ground under Hanna’s face.

Miranda pulled her squirt soaked fingers from her pussy and licked them clean while locking eyes with Benji.

“Do it again,” Benji mouthed to Miranda. And then he looked down to Hanna and smirked.

Miranda nodded and put her fingers back into her cunt.

“Harder,” Hanna whispered.

Miranda’s cunt started to fill up against. It was making that gush gush sound. She began to squirm and moan. She rubbed her clit while she jackhammered her cunt harder and harder.

“Yessss,” Miranda purred. “Oh fuck. Oh FUCK.”

“Cum again!” Benji grunted.

“I’m CUMMINNNGGG!” Miranda screamed as she sprayed squirt all over Miranda’s face and back.

Miranda’s eyes were wide. Benji’s, too. Hanna opened her mouth in shock. Benji stopped fucking. Hanna pushed herself up on her hands and looked at Miranda.

Miranda chuckled.

Hanna’s eyes had never been so wide.

Benji waited, anxiously. Not sure how she’d react.

“Jesus fucking CHRIST!” Hanna screamed. Her face was dripping in squirt.

“I’m … I’m so sorry,” Miranda said, trying not to laugh.

“I mean …” Hanna licked her lips, tasting the squirt. “How do I do that??”

Benji yanked his cock from Hanna’s pussy and helped her up. He pushed her onto the sofa, next to Miranda and dropped to his knees.

“Like this,” Benji said, going down on Hanna, licking her soaking wet pussy. He put two fingers inside of her and did the *come hither* motion.

Hanna lurched.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “How …”

“Shhh,” he whispered, putting his mouth on her clit and licking while pumping slowly. She arched backwards. Moaning. Groaning.

“Fuckkkk,” Hanna whispered.

Her pussy was wet, running down her thighs. Benji slurped it up and swallowed.

“Fuckkkkk,” Hanna moaned.

Miranda pushed the hair out of Hanna’s face and kissed her cheek.

Benji kept licking and slurping. Hanna’s pussy was dripping everywhere.

“Harder,” she begged.

Benji pumped his fingers in and out harder and faster.

“MORE! FUCKING DO IT!” Hanna screamed. “I CAN FEEL IT FUCKKKK!!”

Benji picked up the speed, fingering her harder and harder and harder, licking her clit at the same.

“OH MY GOD” Hanna howled, arching back.

“Do it!” Benji screamed. “DO IT!”

“I’m gonnnnnaaaa cummmmm!” Hanna howled, grabbing her nipples and twisted them. Hard. “I’m CUMMING!!”

Benji could feel it and hear it. She was so close. He pumped his fingers in and out. Harder. Harder. And then BLAM!!

Hanna gushed, squirted all over Benji’s face. It wasn’t a stream. It was a straight gush. A blast of squirt to the face. Benji held his mouth open and caught as much as possible.

“Fucking hell,” Hanna said, her leg trembling uncontrollably. “I think …”

Hanna spread her legs and urinated all over the floor, trembling.

“I”m sorry,” she whispered. I’ve never … I’ve never …”

It’s okay,” Benji whispered, putting his mouth under Hanna’s pussy and drinking. “You taste so good.”

Hanna trembled as she pissed all over Benji.

“Good girl,” Miranda whispered, kissing her daughter’s neck.

Exhausted, they both collapsed into the squirt and piss soaked sofa. Benji stood up. His cock was still hard. Still throbbing.

“Oh, baby,” Miranda moaned. “You didn’t cum yet.”

Benji looked at Miranda and Hanna and smiled. They looked at each other, as if they were communicating. They got on their knees and looked up at Benji, mouths open. Benji guided his cock into Hanna’s mouth and pumped slowly while Miranda watched. He pulled out of Hanna’s mouth and directly into Miranda’s. Miranda slurped and spat on his cock, licking it clean.

Miranda and Hanna shared his cock, sucking it. Passing it back and forth, gagging and slobbering all over themselves. Their tits were drenched in saliva. They giggled and laughed. Hanna pushed Miranda’s head down. Miranda gagged and drooled all over her thighs.

“Tsk tsk,” Miranda said, laughing.

Hanna opened her mouth. Benji moved back and forth between their throats.

“Come ride me,” Benji whispered sitting on the sofa that was covered in squirt and piss.

Hanna stood and rode him reverse cow girl, facing Miranda, who remained on her knees.

Miranda crawled forward and pulled his cock from her cunt and licked it. Hanna’s eyes grew wide.

Hanna stepped aside. Miranda straddled Benji and rode him. He sucked her nipples while Hanna masturbated and squirted all over them.

“I’m gonna cum,” Benji said.

“Cum inside of me,” Miranda moaned.

Benji pumped, Miranda bounced up and down, faster and faster. Hanna kept rubbing her clit, writhing, squirming.

“I’m gonna squirt againnnn!” Hanna howled.

Hanna hoisted her legs up and held them open while she sprayed squirt all over Benji and Miranda as Benji emptied his balls inside of Miranda.

“I’m CUMMING!” Benji screamed. His cock pumped rope after rope of thick white cum into Miranda. He collapsed into the sofa, gasping for breath.

Miranda stood up and spread her legs. She put her hand under her cunt and let his sperm gush out. It filled the palm of her hand. Miranda glanced at Hanna, who eyed the huge cum puddle in Miranda’s hand.

Benji’s cock throbbed as he watched Hanna crawl towards Miranda. Miranda held the handful of cum to Hanna. Hanna leaned forward and slurped every ounce of his sperm out of her hand. She held her mouth open to show them both the load.

“Swallow it,” Benji whispered.

Hanna gulped his sperm down and wiped her chin and smiled. She collapsed against the sofa. Exhausted. Miranda sat down on the chair, facing Benji, who sat on the squirt and piss soaked sofa.

“Well,” Miranda said. “You should come over for dinner more often.”

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