So for those of you that have read one of the stories I’ve shared so far, you’d know that I tend not to embellish and keep the stories fairly straight cut. Even the title of this sounds fake but with some back story (likely a lot of back story sorry) you should be able to follow on pretty well.
I’ll start by saying this was with my Ex-fiancé not my current fiancé, so let’s just call her Hannah to make it easy. Hannah was (is) very close to her mum (sorry I’m an Aussie I’m spelling it mum) to the point where she would prioritise her mother over her friends and, leading to our downfall eventually, her relationships. I’ll admit during our relationship I had rose-tinted glasses for her, but once broken up I could see how toxic their relationship was. Hannah would essentially be bitchy to her friends, often on her mums advice, until they stopped talking to her then always had her mum to come back to before the cycle would repeat when she met new friends.
Anyway for a quick description of Hannah, she was average height and above average weight (chubby, soft and curvy, not overly fat), black hair with olive skin (Greek looking?) with soft C cup breasts capped with large light brown areolas and little eraser nipples that would get hard in a heartbeat.
Luckily for me (in comparison to my relatively dry sex life now) Hannah would have sex at the drop of a hat. The sex was not overly great but the quantity vastly outweighed the quality. I can’t blame her too much as I got to take her virginity and she was always fine with experimenting – she was also a nurse so would do some nasty things but that’s for other stories. In the bedroom Hannah was hardly ever vocal though, usually just letting out soft moans unless it was an unusually potent orgasm, which is why this story is fairly hot on a weird level.
This story takes place on new years eve at Hannah’s mums house. Her mum (let’s call her Skye) was 45 at the time and essentially a thinner carbon copy of Hannah with a few hints of her age in comparison. She was an attractive woman, had always been kind to me (until the break-up) and shared my sense of humour. Her boyfriend of four years, Brad (47M), lived with her which completed the group for the night.
The four of us drank in excess and had great banter all night then watched the fireworks at midnight. From Skye’s house up on a tall hill you could see the fireworks from the two spots they were on in our city as well as a smaller town to the north and another town on the coast. Every chance I could during the night when Hannah and I grabbed a refill or passed each other on the way to the bathroom we would take the chance to make out and grope each other. I loved grabbing Hannah’s luscious tits, they were so soft and once groped her nipples would be erect for 20 minutes on display for all to see (no bra, grey cotton shirt). I even got down on one knee and popped the question at midnight when the fireworks went off.
It was a great night until Hannah brought up the topic of sex. Both Brad and I seemed fairly reserved and unwilling to discuss the topic with everyone present (me with a possible future mother in law, Brad with essentially a stepdaughter) but Hannah and Skye were all too happy to go into details of what they liked giving and receiving. From the way they spoke I was certain this topic had been discussed at length many times and blushed at the thought of Skye knowing some of the depraved things Hannah and I had done in bed. The conversation continued as the ladies spoke of how much they enjoyed their respective partners going down on them, and lightly argued who was the cunnilingus king (surely me right?).
Eventually it was time to retire to the bedrooms, we said goodnight and took the spare room, while Skye and Brad went into the main bedroom at the end of the hall about 8 metres away. Hannah and I brushed our teeth in the ensuite and headed to the bed. At this point, likely due to the alcohol and the conversation topic just before heading to bed (or possibly some dirty plan by Hannah and her mum), Hannah suggested we have sex.
I was buzzing from the alcohol but questioned whether it would be wise with Skye and Brad in such close proximity. My reservations of them hearing us were thrown out the window pretty quick as we heard Skye let out a deep, guttural moan as I can only assume Brad plunged his tongue deep into her pussy. Hannah instantly perked up and threw off her shirt (no bra, we were all dressed for comfort) and peeled off her shorts and panties in one move.
She told me we couldn’t “let them win the race” and dove onto the bed and spread her legs. I didn’t know how to process the situation but seeing Hannah naked gave me something to focus on. I have always loved going down on my partners since my first girlfriend messed me up emotionally and made me always prioritise the pleasure of the woman. I say ‘messed me up’ but I think most women I’ve been with enjoy cumming more times than their man (usually 3 times to my 1 or 2 in a ‘typical’ sex session).
I quickly stripped and began my task of eating out my fiance of about two hours. I’ll admit that I knew Hannah and her pussy very well and chose the right moments to tease and the right moments to push the pleasure envelope. But there was no comparison to one of our normal sessions in the moaning department – Hannah was making her pleasure known to anyone in the house and likely the neighbours. The whole time Skye was speeding up her moans to match and the ladies both seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Hannah came unexpectedly early due to me easing back and simply teasing her clit, then applying almost suction-like wave pressure by lightly curling my tongue around her clit. This was my sure fire move to get her off in a jiffy and worked as intended. Hannah moaned and called out loudly as Skye did the same from down the hall. I knew Hannah was playing it up for the ‘audience’ but I was too excited by this point to mind.
Once both ladies had orgasmed/seemingly orgasmed (I’m assuming for Skye), Hannah felt the need to reach out to her mum. She loudly banged on the wall and yelled out “you kids keep it down” while laughing and the response from Skye came quickly, “you keep it down too”. I could hear Skye laugh from my position on the bed and for the rest of the night the room down the hall was quiet.
Hannah told me to crawl up the bed and lay on my back because our fun wasn’t yet over. I complied and she wasted no time mounting me and inserting my thick cock into her. She rode me for a while fairly quietly (back to normal volumes) and my view was the perfect stimulation – her soft breasts bouncing and moving side to side in unison. I hardly ever came from Hannah being on top so once I had my fill of bouncing tits (let’s be fair, it took a while to get my fill) I rolled her onto the bed and began thrusting into her.
From here the sex was essentially BAU (business as usual) – Hannah would periodically rub her clit as I pounded her with varying frequency and force. When we were both nearing orgasm I lightly bit Hannah’s beautiful nipple to send her over the edge. I felt her tight pussy contract and begin suctioning my cock – milking me for all that I was worth. I came heavily and lay on top of Hannah for a while pulsating inside of her while I sucked her nipples.
Eventually I pulled out and Hannah put her panties back on as a sort of cum catcher if any leaked out during the night (my loads are usually heavy and thick when I haven’t had sex for a few days so tend to not leak out much). We rolled into a spooning position and I fell asleep holding her glorious tits while my half hard cock nestled into her arse crack.
The next morning as a bonus Hannah woke me up early and said to follow her. She had removed her panties. I got up and followed her down the hall, past her mums room and to the right past the open living room and kitchen to the guest part of the house. The bathroom in there was huge and had a double shower and marble siding (too low for shampoo bottles but perfect height to sit on). Hannah and I showered together and midway through once we were clean she told me to close my eyes and she did the same. We caressed and fondled each other under the dual shower heads and both got aroused.
Hannah said she was going to thank me again for last night and sat on the siding/bench. She grabbed my hard cock and gave me a blowjob while telling me to keep my eyes closed. The sensations when there is a bit of sensory deprivation from the running water and lack of eyesight got me to cum pretty quick. We finished showering and got out to dry off.
Once dry we both left the towels and walked naked back to our room to get clothes. Skye was awake and in the kitchen making breakfast and there was about 8 metres of open plan living between us and the hallway. We quietly walked but Skye had half turned and I could see the knowing smile creep onto her face. We got back to the room, dressed, had breakfast and headed home.
Hannah and I never really discussed the mother/daughter competition again apart from occasionally as dirty talk during sex. And things were normal with the four of us hanging out for future events. But I will never forget that night and how dirty it felt to hear a mother and daughter try to race to orgasm. I look back on this as a funny experience – sort of like a competition between best friends.
If you liked the story please let me know, I’m open to feedback about writing style and descriptions. I’m open to questions as well, the responses to other stories have kept me writing new ones and reminiscing. I let my fiance read a couple and it transformed into some great sex so I must be doing something right. She even said I may be able to share a pic of one of my thick loads.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/coohge/motherdaughter_race_to_orgasm_mfmf