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Chapter 8 by Corgi Corgi

What's next?

A slight look back...

Several days ago:

Sophie was in the kitchen making pancake mix for breakfast when Melody walked in. Melody walked up and slapped her mother hard on the ass. “Morning mo…slut. Work that sweet ass for me.” Melody then kneeled down and motorboated her mother’s ass for a solid 30 seconds.

Sophie couldn’t help but shudder from her discomfort at her daughter’s actions…but this was their love language, and she was a silly bitch for questioning it. She took a spoonful of the yogurt she was eating, held it in her mouth, and then kissed Melody deeply, their tongues dancing, the yogurt swapping back and forth between them during the sloppy kiss. As they broke apart, a stand of yogurt connected them for just a second before breaking and falling onto Melody’s bare chest.

“Let me get that for you, whore”, Sophie said as she leaned down and ran her tongue the entire length of Melody’s large tit, licking the yogurt off. She stopped at the nipple, swirling her tongue around it before biting it gently and pulling it away with her mouth, lifting Melody’s tit, before it popped out of her mouth with a plop. Melody gasped from the pain slightly, before shivering awkwardly.

Melody grabbed Sophie’s hair and yanked her into another kiss.

“Damn, hooker, I’d love you to put that mouth to uses in other places” she said, grinding her pussy against her mother’s thigh. “But first…I need to use the potty”.

Melody blushed as she said it, but that didn’t stop her from shimmying out of her pajama shorts and lifting one leg onto the counter, fully exposing herself.

Sophie grimaced again. She sheepishly held out the bowl of pancake mix under her daughter who sighed and released a stream of piss directly into the bowl. This was another thing that Melody had explained to her that they had been doing for a while now, and like the silly bitch she was, she forgot. They had made a pledge recently to help the environment, and conserve water. And while Sophie was proud of her intelligent and beautiful daughter for deciding to become environmentally conscious, this had several consequences that Sophia absolutely hated. The first was they couldn’t use the toilet for urine anymore. Too much wasted water, Melody had explained. She went on to describe to her increasingly incredulous mother how they had both decided to use each other for that purpose. Sophie grimaced in disgust as she remembered how Melody had grabbed her hair and dragged her to the bathroom, shoved her in the shower and given her a golden shower, aiming largely for her mouth. But, as Melody explained, Sophie, silly bitch that she was, loved swallowing her daughters piss almost as much as Melody loved swallowing her mothers. Sure, it felt wrong to her, but she was a silly bitch, and it wasn’t her place to question it. The thought of that snapped her back to the present, and she frowned as she began mixing the now acrid smelling mixture. She wasn’t looking forward to eating breakfast anymore, but, as Sophie had explained to her in detail, in addition to treating each other like absolute sluts, there’s no depth the Magnusson girls wouldn’t sink to, to save the environment.

Present day:

Sophie roughly pinched her nipple with one hand, while driving her daughter and her creepy new boyfriend to their date. She could see her daughter’s face in the rearview mirror. Melody couldn’t hide the uncomfortable look as Jerry’s hand slowly slid up her thigh. “Jerry, you make me so hot. I’m so glad a stud like you decided I was worthy to be your girlfriend” She moaned, letting Jerry kiss her neck. Sophie grimaced again, realizing that Jerry, this scrawny cashier not nearly in the league of her daughter, was going to leave hard to cover up marks all over her neck. She moaned as her hand subconsciously pulled her nipple and tit up as far as it would go before releasing it, before immediately finding its way to back, and began kneading her roughly. But she couldn’t concentrate on that now. She had to take Jerry, and his loving, hot girlfriend, Sophie out to lunch. The three of them were having a lunch date. She wasn’t quite sure why she was going on a date with her daughter and Jerry, but she was a silly bitch and shouldn’t question it.

Several days ago:

“Hey bitch! Its almost time for her show!” yelled Melody from the living room at her mother in the kitchen. “Get that MILF ass of yours in here!” Even though she knew the words were how she and her mom let each other know they loved and cared for her (a lot, in Melody’s case), it still felt off to her.

Melody adjusted the television until it was set to Harm’s live stream. Even though this Domme had a mask on, she knew it was Harm because of the birthmark on her inner thigh…the same birthmark that sat on Melody’s own thigh. Melody ran her hands over her naked body, feeling a little off. She knew she and her mother were going to watch Harm’s show to support her. And of course, as she had just explained to her silly bitch mother, the best way to support Harm while watching her was to watch the show for its intended purpose. And the intended purpose of the Domme show was to get people off. So obviously, she and her mom absolutely needed to watch Harm’s show and get off together to support her.

Sophie walked into the room, as naked as her daughter, carrying a bowl of popcorn.

“Coming, hooker. Just got some snacks for us. Although I’d rather be eating that sopping wet cunt of yours” she said, an uncomfortable look on her face.

Sophie sat down on the couch next to Melody, their thighs touching. Melody hooked her leg over her mom’s and then they both planted their feet on the couch, legs spread wide, staring at the TV as Harm’s Domme show was just getting underway. The sounds on the TV were up uncomfortably loud, but that was because Melody and Sophie wanted the neighbors to hear them supporting their daughter by watching her show, and they both knew the best way to do that was to blast her Domme show at max volume so anyone could hear.

As Harm’s show started really getting going, the Domme insulting and berating the perverts and sluts who were watching her show, her hands sliding up and down her body encased in a skimpy, strappy Domme outfit, Melody’s hand slide over and began to rub at her mothers cunt, finding it rather dry, much like her own. As supportive as she wanted to be, she wasn’t exactly aroused by the thought of her sister being a domme, nor was, she suspected her mother. That didn’t stop her or Sophie from moaning as they began rubbing each other’s pussies, the stimulation eventually causing the arousal.

“Fuck yes, rub your slut daughter’s cunt while you watch your other daughter put on a porn show, you depraved whore.” Sophie moaned out, trying to show her mother through their love language exactly how much she cared for her support, no matter how weird it felt. Before long, both of the Magnusson girls were crying out in orgasm as they watched the Harm, their sister or daughter, putting on a porn show.

As they came down from the first orgasm, they leaned in and kissed each other deeply, tongues wrestling inside each other’s mouths. Both of them had a mildly distressing look on their faces, but Melody knew she had to push through the discomfort. It was important that she let her mother know how much she cared for her and treating her like a cheap whore and fucktoy was how Magnusson girls did that.

“Mom,” Melody moaned out “the show…it’s still going on.”

Melody motioned towards the TV where it looked like Harm was just getting started. Melody knew they had to support her sister. And the best way to do that was to watch her show and get off to it. If she wasn’t getting off to her sister’s show, she wasn’t supporting her, and she couldn’t have that.

Melody and Sophie settled back onto the couch; legs spread wide. Melody brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked her mother's juices off them, before returning her hand to her mother’s pussy, as her mother did the same. Soon, they were approaching the second of many orgasms to come…

How does the date go?

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