Crystal Ball

In any other situation, Lisa might have leapt from her bed and tried to cover herself. That would be the normal reaction for anyone, especially so for a girl who regarded **** as morally and legally wrong. And if her mother had simply walked into the room, catching Lisa naked with her boyfriend, then that’s how Lisa absolutely would have reacted. However, being confronted the picture of her mother, hand in her panties, leaning against the door frame and having very obviously been watching for some time had a paralyzing effect on on the young Latina.

She sat completely still, with Zack’s large cock still buried deep inside her body, looking over her shoulder at her mother. Susan Rivera had, at least, stopped stroking her pussy, but the damage had already been done. Sliding her hand slowly, awkwardly, from her underwear didn’t change the fact that her mother had gotten off watching her ride Zack’s dick. It was an image that would be seared into her brain until her dying breath. Her mind, her thoughts, and her tongue, along with the rest of her body, were rendered equally numb.

Her mother tried to search for words to speak too, but what could she possibly say to the daughter who caught her masturbating? What excuse could possibly make it all right that she was turned on by seeing her daughter’s flower stretched to receive such a manly cock? Her own horniness, and the drought she’d suffered from the absence of her husband were poor reasons. She was the mother. She was the businesswoman. She was the adult. She should have had more willpower. Respect was gone from Lisa’s eyes, replaced by horror. Under such a terrified gaze, Susan fell silent.

Neither could speak, so Zack began.

“Don’t be too hard on your mom,” he said with a flex of his hips, grinding his cock deep within her. “It’s been a few days without your dad, and she’s only human.”

Lisa was well aware of the passion that still invigorated her parent’s love life. Many times she’d come home from school only to hear moans drifting down the stairs from her parent’s bedroom, the fruits of their afternoon delight, or had her bladder wake her in the middle of the night, only to hear the squeak of their mattress and the bed gently scraping against the back wall. It had been embarrassing the first time she realized what was happening but now she was used to it. In fact, as time went on, she became impressed that her parents could still be so in love after so many years.

“Is that true?” Lisa asked, her voice hesitant, hoping against all plausibility that her mom would say ‘no’.

But Susan looked away, unable to even look at her daughter’s face anymore as she mumbled an ashamed “yes.”

“No.” Still Lisa denied it. She brought her hands up to cover her face. “This can’t be, I mean, you wouldn’t, it’s sick, and wrong, everything dad has ever…”

“Cut her some slack,” Zack said firmly, though he kept his tone gentle. She was disorientated and he had to guide to towards the right path, not give her cause to turn her potential rage upon him. “Think about everything’s she’s gone through recently. You, her only child, get arrested, then your father goes and makes it worse, getting himself put behind bars. It must be so stressful, and she doesn’t even have her usual form of stress relief. There’s no outlet for everything she’s kept bottled up for days, and then, she sees it. A big, succulent, magnificent cock. Maybe it was cumming on her daughter’s face, but you can see how after a week like hers she’d be too twisted up to care.”

Lisa’s gaze turned upon Zack like the eye of Sauron; beautiful, terrible and intimidating, and for a moment he thought he’d blown the whole plan. Maybe there were limits to what a Ravers could do.

It was Susan’s voice that broke Lisa’s stare, as she muttered defensively, saying, “I wasn’t that pent-up.”

“Then what’s your excuse?” Lisa demanded. “Why are you betraying da-aaaaah, Za-Zack, doh-don’t.”

She lost track of her train of thought as Zack moved his hips, pushing his length deep inside. Her tight walls twitched around his shaft, causing her angry tone to slip into a moan, undercutting the anger she felt at her mother, reminding her of the lust she felt for his cock. To see it thick and throbbing paled in comparison to how it felt to feel her muscles stretch and ache to accommodate his girth. Lisa didn’t consider herself a size queen. She loved this dick because it belonged to Zack Bishop. But did it make her love him just a little bit more? Perhaps so. And in that moment of pure lust, she could understand a little of why her mom would come to see the spectacle orchestrating a chorus of moans to drift through the house.

“We both know why,” Zack put her thoughts into words as he gripped her hips and pushed into her, beginning to noticeably thrust again. “She came to see my cock again. To get a closer look. Maybe she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her last time.”

“Ah, aaaahhh, mom.” She felt a tingle run through her body, groaning for her mother while she got fucked. “Is…is it true…you…want to watch?”

“It, it is,” Susan confessed, lifting her eyes like a beaten dog to stare at the union of Zack and her daughter again, her gaze fixed where his cock widened out her pussy and slid in, balls deep. “I came up here to watch.”

‘At Zack’s behest’ were words she left unspoken. Throwing him under the bus would have been easy to do, but while he might have been the devil on her shoulder, planting the foul idea in her mind, she had to take responsibility for her own actions. No one **** her to follow his instructions. There was no one holding her a gun point, making her wait five minutes then walking up the stairs. Not a soul made her press on, even as she recognized the sounds coming from the room. And when she peered in through the open doorway and saw what happening, no one made her stay and **** her to watch. She, Susan Rivera, being of sound mind and able body, did it all by herself and for her own gratification. This was on her.

“You can’t watch,” Lisa forbade her mother, even as her own hips began to rise and fall unconsciously with Zack’s thrusts. “You’re my…mom. You…can’t watch…your daughter…get fucked.”

“Why not?” Zack grunted in return. “Watching isn’t ****. Watching isn’t cheating.”

“But it’s…so…wrong.”

“And what about you?” Zack asked, his voice turning tender. “You never got to cum. That’s not fair either.”

Lisa looked over at her mother as she continued to ride Zack’s cock. Her head was in a daze. Her head, heart and body were in constant battle; her brain confused about what to think, her heart confused about what she was feeling, and her body desiring only pleasure, more and more of it until she was exhausted and spent. Her muscles yearned for the orgasm her mom’s interruption had cost her.

But Susan wasn’t looking back at her. Her eyes held steadfast on Zack’s cock, noticing how the fat shaft shimmered and sheened, polished by her daughter’s juices. Even though her mind was clearer, her feet still wouldn’t move. If Zack and Lisa were just going to let her watch then where was the harm? He was right, it wasn’t cheating. Not even caring that her daughter could see, Susan’s hand drifted back down to the waistband of her panties.

“O-okay, mom…can watch.” Lisa conceded, as she bowed her head and slammed her ass down on Zack’s dick. “Just…until I cum.”

“And what if she wants more than that? If she wants to join us?”

“No, too much,” Lisa stammered, struggling to formulate her thoughts into speech as her body focused only driving his thick member repeatedly into the depths of her womanhood, and the pouring out of pleasure into every corner of the body that came after each time. “Just watch.”

“Isn’t it better this way? When it’s controlled, and you know about it,” Zack asked, as his thrusts slowed, letting Lisa do all the work. He wanted to conserve his energy. “If you deny her, who knows where she’ll get her big dick fix from.”

“No,” Lisa refused to believe it, and fucked him faster, making up for his lack of movement. “Dad’ll…get out…soon.”

“Soon. How soon is soon? A day? Two? More? Your mom is already at the point where she’s willing to watch her own daughter fuck a big dick to get her rocks off. How long til she’s gonna go find it wherever she can get it?” Zack rattled off what came to mind, trusting in his Ravers instincts to say the right thing, though being a Ravers had little to do with it. It was all lust and ego, untapped in Zack Bishop until his brain threw a 404 error for his conscience. “That’s if you can manage to sell the Cabin.”

“I’m not a slut,” Susan spoke up in her own defense. “I wouldn’t do that.”

“So, it’s about more than just the cock?” Zack smirked. “You don’t just want to fuck a big cock. You want to fuck MY big cock.”

Lisa lifted her head with great effort and looked again over her shoulder at her mom, this time saying nothing but conveying everything with a simple raising of her eyebrows. Susan squirmed under her daughter’s gaze again, although the hand under her panties may also have played a part. Though Lisa had inherited much of her fiery passion from her father, she took after her mother in one regard; that her passion was not to be universal but was restricted for a select few.

“How can we deny her that?” Zack turned his attention back to Lisa. “Carlos is gone and the only thing that will satisfy your mom in his stead is my cock. It’s all that she wants. It just seems cruel to deny her that too, don’t you think?”

“Do you want to have sex with my mom?” Lisa asked, a question she never thought she’d have to ask her boyfriend.

“Absolutely,” Zack answered with gusto. “It’ll be just like fucking you in the future, when we’re married and graying.”

“H-hey,” Susan huffed. “I’m only 39!”

As much as Susan disliked to have her effects of aging pointed out to her, the words had a profound effect on Lisa, overcoming one of the major obstacles on the path to consent. Viewing it as nothing more than Zack looking at her mother’s ass and imagining what Lisa’s ass would look like in twenty years allowed the young Latina teen to accept the idea of sex between her boyfriend and her mom. Though if she hadn’t been bouncing on his cock, pure lust driving her closer and closer to climax, Zack doubted it would have worked at all. He counted it as Ravers luck but being ‘charming’ is really just good timing.

“But…****…” she groaned, unable to let herself go completely. “I’ll be…a…hypocrite…”

“It’s not **** if I fuck her,” Zack noted, choosing his next words carefully. “You don’t have join in anything you don’t want to.”

“…okay.”

“Okay?” he repeated, confirming consent.

“Okay,” she said again, louder, with all the breath in her lungs as she slammed herself down so hard on his rock hard, rigid cock that she winded herself, loud enough for her mom to hear.”

“Good. Then cum,” he instructed her as his grip on her waist tightened, guiding her up and down his shaft now. “Get my dick all wet for your mom.”

Lisa’s only response was to moan. Zack immediately slammed his cock up into her with a terrific burst of speed, matching her own movements. Still grasping at her slender body, he bounced her in time with his thrusts. The Latina let her booty drop as soon as she felt the pull of his hands, the combination of their pushing and squeezing driving his cock in deep, deeper than she had ever felt it before, her walls widening, elongating, allowing him entry to the furthest reaches of her womanhood. All the sensations melted into one; one sensitive, volatile, explosive ball of pleasure just swirling around at her core. She could feel it inside herself, bubbling, knowing that she was on the precipitate of something extraordinarily awesome, like a stick of dynamite, just waiting to be lit.

It was hard to say what the final spark was that set her body aflame with orgasmic pleasure. Perhaps it was the final push of Zack’s rigid, thick cock into the previously unplumbed depths of her vaginal hole, or maybe it was the deviant knowledge that her mother was just a few steps away, watching with rapt curiosity, waiting for her daughter to cum upon the big dick. But it was like flicking a switch or a finger snap, and in the next moment her back was bent, her chest pushed upwards, her hands and feet clenched, and her jaw hung open, emitting a sound somewhere between a scream and a moan.

Her body was flooded with pure pleasure, the ecstasy and delight silencing the voice of moral objection. She froze in her arched, contorted pose, her muscles spasming and twitching as she rode wave after wave of orgasmic bliss until her ears started to ring and bright spots clouded her vision. All thought left her brain, her mind turning to mush, blanking out everything and everyone except the pleasure in her veins. Her skin tingled, her hairs prinkled, and, in that moment, Lisa thought she might actually die. With one last gasp, she felt the orgasm pass and she slumped forward, lying naked atop Zack’s chest.

Susan had watched her daughter cumming, amazed. The sheer depravity of it was one thing, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away, and began to notice small similarities. The mother recognized her daughter’s twitch, having experienced it for herself. The slight panting leading to one loud, elongated howl, that was exactly how Susan screamed when she came too. Even the way her skin goosefleshed at the height of her climax, like her very pores were exuding sex, was inherited. But for every response that Susan recognized as her own, she noticed that it had been amplified tenfold. Zack was making her daughter cum harder than Susan had ever seen anyone cum before, harder than she had ever cum. But she wanted it. She needed it.

Tired, warm and sticky, Lisa rolled off Zack, onto her back, sighing with relief against the cool bedsheets. A second later she felt the mattress shift, and lazily rolled her head to the side, watching as Zack rose from the bed. Her boyfriend approached her mother, his cock still hard and shimmering with her juices. His hands went to her blouse first, tugging it down her arms with no resistance, then moved to her bra, simply pulling down the cups to reveal her large, heavy caramel colored breasts. They sagged slightly with age and maturity but looked delicious none the less and Lisa noticed Zack’s stiff dick twitch at the sight.

“You’re gonna have to get a bit more undressed if you want this to go any further,” he teased her with a joking tone of voice but his actions were bound and determined.

But he had given her another out, Susan realized. All she had to say was that she didn’t want to go any further. Instead she dropped a hand to his cock and slid the condom full of his seed off his length. She held it, feeling the weight, imagining this volume of cum flooding her daughter’s womb. She’d have become a grandmother for sure.

While she was still contemplating the heavy bag of cum in her hands, Zack grabbed her hips and spun her around. Standing behind her now, he snapped open the hooks of her bra, before moving his hands around to the front of her body and cupping her large breasts, feeling the fatty flesh spill out between his fingers. A moan passed by her lips as she felt his fingers glide over her nipples. Far too brief though, as his hands moved up and tugged the straps down her arms, allowing another garment to fall by the wayside.

The next order of business were those jeans, already opened and deeply saturated in her juices. He squatted behind his girlfriend’s mother to tug the wet denim down over her thick thighs, a task more tedious and slower than it seemed. The drenched material required the pants to be worked down her legs inch by inch, until finally they passed the widest part of her knees. Susan lifted her feet, helping Zack tug the jeans free. Though in truth, he didn’t mind too much. In his position, he had the perfect, unencumbered view of her round, mature ass as it was freed from its denim prison.

From the bed, too drained and spent to move or even think about what she was witnessing, Lisa watched her boyfriend burying his face in her mother’s ass. He wedged his face between her full cheeks, sniffing and inhaling her sticky panties. She couldn’t see it, but she heard the sound of lapping, guessing by the way her mother moaned in response that Zack’s tongue had darted out to taste her. He pulled back, briefly and took a deep breath, preparing the plunge in again. This time though, his hands went up to her hips first and tugged her underwear down. The cloth resisted, clinging to her mother’s wet clam, but Zack pried them apart. The steamy, heavy musk of her aged sex immediately struck his nose, dazing the rest of his senses too.

With her underwear wrapped around her thighs, just low enough to expose her pussy, Zack leaned in again. He breathed deep again, time luxuriating in her scent before sliding his tongue out again. It pierced her lips, pushing between into the silky pink center. It leaked liquid arousal directly onto his tastebuds. He licked at her again, more confidently now, curling his tongue, flicking against her clit and teasing her entrance but never fully penetrating in. He felt her buck backwards against his face, wanting more, wanting it deeper. Fingers laced between his hair, tightening and tugging him in deeper, forcing him to alternate between licking and breathing, filling his lungs with the hot, sticky air that clung to her.

“Fuuuck, please. Lick me deeper. Put your tongue inside me.”

She shivered and her hand twitched, unaware that she had dropped the full condom onto the floor. Zack’s seed spilled out onto the carpet, but no one seemed to care. Susan was too disgruntled. Instead of doing as she asked, Zack pulled away and rose to his feet. Gripping her hips again, he pressed himself against her, just as he had done in the kitchen, sliding his shimmering cock between her round asscheeks. That alleviated her irritation some.

“What is it you want inside you?” He asked as he licked her neck. “What was it you wanted deep?”

There was a movement on the bed. A little of Lisa’s energy had returned and it had immediately been directed at soothing the growing tingle between her legs. The feeling had never quite gone away, like the smoldering embers of a dying fire, that only needed one good blow to stoke it into flame again. Watching her mother being licked and teased by her boyfriend proved to be just the fuel she needed. She rationalized it, telling herself it was a good omen, that she should be pleased to see Zack’s passion for a mature woman, indicating that his love and lust for her would continue for any years.

The tables had turned. Now it was Lisa touching herself while watching her mother with Zack. There was no reason for Susan to deny or resist her feelings any longer. They had crossed the line of no return.

“Cock,” she admitted. “I want your cock inside me.”

Zack acted quickly. He led Lisa’s mom to the bed and laid himself down beside his girlfriend. Then, guiding Susan, she straddled him, facing away so that he could, in his own words, “watch that ass bounce”. She squatted, both feet flat against the mattress on either side of Zack’s legs. Slowly she lowered herself, attempting to impale herself on his fat dick, but it proved difficult since she was unable to see past her own wide, round ass to see his straight, stiff dick. With his hands on her waist, he attempted to direct her. His tip nudged against her entrance, and the two strained against each other for a second, before his dick slid past her hole, slipping along her lower lips.

“Oh, shit. How are you so tight?” he asked, though he didn’t really expect an answer.

Susan chuckled, as she looked down over her shoulder at the boy beneath her. “You don’t get to be almost forty and look like I do without putting in some work. And Carlos likes it tight.”

“Didn’t need to know that,” Lisa shuddered, though it might also have been from playing with her naked pussy right next to her boyfriend as he prepared to spear her mother with his large cock.

“Hey, Lisa, can you help me with his?” Zack grunted as he attempted to penetrate Susan again and felt his cock slide out again.

“What?”

“Please. You’re in the best position. You won’t have to touch your mom at all, so it’s not ****. Just hold my cock steady while I lower your mom onto it. You can do that, can’t you?”

Lisa bit her lip as she contemplated her Zack’s request. Phrasing it as he did, there really didn’t seem to be a problem with it, but she knew it was an escalation. She would be actively participating in the fucking of her mother by her boyfriend. She had said she was okay with it when it was just the two of them, with no expectation on her. But was she really okay with this? Yet even as she deliberated the matter in her own mind, she found her body moving of its own accord, crawling between Zack’s legs and looking up along his body to where his cock rose like a tower, pointed and erect, aimed directly at her mother’s gaping lips.

“Wait,” she cried out, though her eyes were transfixed on the naked tool in front of her. “You need to wear a condom.”

Zack smiled while he considered whether to press the issue. Given the wonders that Ravers charm had already worked for him, he was sure he could convince Lisa to let him bareback her mom. Ultimately, however, he decided that it was an unnecessary risk now that he was finally here, inches away from fucking Susan Rivera. Next time, he told himself, as he agreed with Lisa.

“Okay, sure. Can you put it on for me?”

He reached into the bedside dresser, into the same drawer that Lisa had produced the last condom from, and tossed her a new rubber, still wrapped in foil. Lisa beamed as she immediately grabbed it and carefully opened the packaging.

“Yes,” she said gratefully.

Despite the fact that her boyfriend was moments from fucking her own mother, the mere fact that he agreed to wear the protection made Lisa feel heard. Even if she was unsure how to feel about the rest of it, Zack was listening to her, and her affection for him swelled. Bolstered, she allowed her hands to reach out in front of her, condom between her fingers and casually slipped it on over his tip, as if her mother’s moist hole wasn’t looming overhead. She rolled the thin material down over his shaft, wrapping up his cock with a smile on her face.

All she had to do was hold it, she told herself as her hands grabbed the throbbing piece of meat. In this position however she had a prime view as her mother’s bridged legs dropped her body down onto Zack’s rod. Her grip strengthened as she realized she had to watch. She watched as her mother’s tightness made Zack’s cock bend again. This time Lisa’s hands kept it in place, and she watched as it sunk inside her mom’s flesh with a wet slurp. She watched as her hole that once birthed her sucked up her boyfriend’s cock.

Her hold on his dick was no longer necessary but she held on to him anyway, distracted by the motion of her mom’s body as it rose and fell on the top half of Zack’s shaft. Juices from her mother leaked down over his manhood and pooled against her fingers. The slick lips came into contact with her hands as her mom impaled herself on the dick again, dropping down lower and lower each time, forcing Lisa to slide her own grip lower and lower, until there was nowhere else to go. Crouched on her elbows and knees, Lisa looked ahead of herself to where her boyfriend had penetrated balls deep into her own mother.

Zack’s hands still grasped at her waist, still guiding her down onto him, though firmer and insistent, as he thrust his hips up, synchronized to her movements. He wasn’t forcing her. When she felt the pull of his arms, she willingly dropped her ass, readily accepting his member as her silky slit swallowed him with ease. Their flesh clapped together, and Lisa’s bed squeaked under the brunt of the fucking. And before them, Lisa watched it all, wide eyed and open mouthed in utter disbelief that it was actually happening, that the sight before her was truly real.

Like most teens, she’d seen porn. Strangers thousands of miles away played to the camera as they made one of the most intimate, private, loving acts public for profit. Yet nothing thought up behind those cameras came close to what she was seeing now. Viewing it on a screen paled in comparison to the sound of being right next to the action, smelling the sweat and sex of their bodies as they joined over and over again. She could practically taste it on her tongue, the scent of her mother, right in front of her. And the sight. The vision before her of that tight, well-preserved hole split wide by her boyfriend’s fat cock was by far the hottest thing she’d ever witnessed.

Behind Susan’s ass, Zack couldn’t see what was happening. Not that he minded too much, seeing that large MILF butt bouncing on his dick was precisely what he wanted and it was more glorious than he’d ever imagined. It was so tight, and round, yet still it jiggled with every drop. But he felt the bed move, out of time with their thrusts and knew it had to be Lisa shifting on the other end.

If he could see her face and the dazed, resolute stare that refused to look away from their union, he would have known not to be worried. She was simply making herself comfortable, sitting back with her legs parted, and touching herself to the incredibly erotic view before her. Whatever fear first gripped Zack as he felt her move quickly dissipated when he heard her soft pants and desirous sighs. Even though he couldn’t see, it was clear what she was doing, and Zack smirked, swelling with confidence, as if he needed any more. Emboldened he fucked Susan faster and harder.

“Ooooh god,” Lisa’s mother groaned as she shook so quickly on Zack’s cock she felt as though she were vibrating.

“You like it, huh?” he grunted while pushing up deep within. “You like the cock of your daughter’s boyfriend inside your tight cunt.”

“Ooooh, fuck, yes,” Susan’s head rolled from side to side as her body rose up and down on his shaft. “Soooo good.”

“Tell your daughter what you like about her boyfriend’s cock.”

Susan’s lips parted, sucking in a surprised breath as her eyes dropped to the daughter playing with her kitty right in front of her. So far, she had focused on her own feelings, her own pleasure, even largely ignoring Lisa even when she began to touch herself. After all, she couldn’t come down hard on her daughter for something that she did too while watching them not so long ago. But now, under Zack’s urging, she was **** to acknowledge her own daughter, watching and aroused from the other end of the bed.

“I like…that it’s so big…it’s so long, and fills up my tight mummy pussy,” Susan gasped, shocked at the words rolling off her own tongue. She stared into her daughter’s face, noticing a flicker of light behind those pupils as her hand quickened between her legs. “I’d forgotten how good a young man’s cock would feel; he’s so energetic.”

“Aren’t you proud of your daughter? She gets to be fucked by this cock every day,” Zack continued to tease the mother and daughter pair, knowing they were getting off on it. “Maybe I’ll even up my game to twice a day. Can’t be outstripped by an old man like Carlos after all.”

“Sooo lucky,” Susan cooed.

“Hear that Lisa? Your mom says you’re lucky to get fucked by this cock every day.” Zack chuckled through labored breaths as he slammed his cock back inside the MILF’s silky pussy. “At least one of your parents has a good opinion of me.”

A whimper drifted over from the other side of the bed and Zack frowned. As much as he was enjoying watching Mrs. Rivera’s ass bounce on his dick, he wanted to see Lisa’s expression. He wanted to see how she was getting off to the sight in front of her. There was something intensely erotic about listening to her without being able to see her face, but it wasn’t enough for Zack anymore, he wanted to see it.

So, reaching down and grabbing Susan’s thighs, he flipped the MILF forward without warning, tossing the mature woman onto all fours while hopping up onto his own knees behind her. The unexpected change in position shocked her, and he felt her walls clench around his shaft, which never left her hole during the shift. He immediately began fucking her again, just as before, his grip on her waist pulling her wide ass back against his urgent thrusts, burying his throbbing manhood inside her tight slit. This time however, he was able to look down along her smooth, slender spine to where her head hung in lustful delight. Just beyond her mother’s sweat drenched hair, he saw Lisa, eyes glazed and cheeks flushed, gasping lightly for air as she continued to pet her kitty.

The change had surprised Lisa too, who now found herself masturbating while face to face with her own mother. Everytime Zack drove his dick deep into her mother, her body shifted forward, pushing the mom closer to the daughter until she could feel her mom’s hot breath tickling her sticky flesh. Briefly she looked up past her mother’s face to Zack’s, to the determined look in his eyes and his teeth, gritted in a grin of desirous fervor. She’d never seen Zack so wild and rapacious. It scared her a little, but more than anything it set her loins on fire.

Zack was fucking Susan so hard now she was beginning to lose balance. Pleasure was writing over every other part of the body, until her muscles and bones knew nothing other than the ecstasy of the cock plumbing her core. All strength was being sapped away, rerouted to her brain to keep her coherent. She slumped down from the hands onto her elbows, head sliding down closer to her daughter’s body until it rested on Lisa’s chest. The caramel colored teen squeaked as her mother used her breasts as a pillow, though her hand never stopped moving between her thighs.

“Z-Zack,” Lisa moaned, pleading. “This is…too close…”

“Another minute,” he lied. “I’m almost there.”

“O-okay,” she acquiesced. If Zack was going to cum soon and put and end to the experience Lisa decided she could hold on for a little bit. Her mother laying her head upon her boobs wasn’t necessarily taboo, the Latina teen reasoned, so she allowed it, for now. Or maybe that was just the lust talking, as her fingers sped up, hoping to cum alongside her mother and boyfriend.

“Isn’t your daughter wonderful? But you never thanked her for this, did you?” Zack remarked, trying to sound innocent between the grunts, as he plowed the MILF’s mature pussy. “Say thank you.”

“Yes, you’re right, of course. Thank you honey, this is the greatest gift you’ve ever given me,” Susan said in a panting voice, as she wrapped her arms around her daughter. Her mature body became a bridge between the teens, held aloft by her daughter’s chest and Zack’s dick. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“You’re welcome. After all the trouble Dad and I put you through, you deserve-” Lisa’s eyes widened as her Mum began to relax her embrace. “Hey, wait, Mom! Mom!”

Lisa saw it happening before it did. With her strength fading into pleasure, Susan’s body began to slide downward the second she didn’t have the teen for support. She giggled deliriously, amused at herself at forgetting how physics worked momentarily. Slumped face first into the mattress, her body was poised like a triangle with her rump pointed upwards behind her, where Zack incessantly drove his dick into her over and over without fail or hesitation. In fact, the new position allowed his dick to get even deeper. But that wasn’t the problem. The problem, for Lisa, was that her mother’s face was now mere millimeters from her silky pussy lips.

“Honey, you smell so nice,” Susan mused. With her strength gone, her mind began to melt next as she indulged in the lewdity of the experience.

“No, mom, please,” Lisa begged, though she made no attempt to move away. She even withdrew her hand, reaching behind herself with both hands to clutch at the duvet, bracing herself for the inevitable contact.

“But I want to…” Susan sighed, the breathing tingling her daughter’s labia. “I want to thank you.”

Past parted panting lips, Susan’s tongue protruded, slithering out and sliding between Lisa’s lower lips. She licked, tentative and slow, both mother and daughter holding their breath as if they expected the sky to fall from the single lewd, depraved act. But when the sky remained fixed above, Susan licked again, this time more certain, harder, firmer, her licking becoming a dogish lapping. Lisa allowed herself to moan as she felt her insides trickle out onto her mother’s tongue, a taste no mother should never know and yet so sweet that Susan immediately went back for more.

Wonders never ceased for Zack, as he decided, upon seeing Susan eating out her own daughter and Lisa letting it happen, that the power of the Ravers charm was beyond all compare. Right now he imagined that he could ask them to sixty-nine and they would obey. He could probably record the entire act on his phone without too much protest. And it was all thanks to the Ravers blood flowing through his veins, he attested, giving no credit to his own self-confidence, Susan’s lust or his girlfriend’s unconditional love.

As he contemplated his next move, he looked down against at Susan’s ass as he slid her bottom back and forth along his stiff, long cock. Every time he pushed in, her whole body rocked, pushing her tongue deeper into Lisa’s mound and making the younger Latina’s tits jiggle. But, something new caught his eye, just above where his cock pierced her wide. In her new position, face down with her ass pointed high, her cheeks separated, baring her wrinkled rosebud, winking back at him every time he drove himself in, balls deep.

Wetting the tip of his finger with his lips, he pressed the digit against her asshole, and asked, “Hey, Mrs. Rivera, is your ass as tight as your cunt?”

“W-what?” she said with a mouthful of her daughter’s muff.

“I’m asking if Carlos has ever fucked you in the ass,” he clarified.

“No, never,” she admitted. Her husband had never even asked, seemingly content to wear out her pussy multiple times a day. She shivered, feeling empty as Zack slid his big cock out, then tensing as she felt it slip upwards between her buttocks, the slick, condom wrapped tip nudging against her butthole. “W-what are you doing? It’s too big. It won’t fit.”

“Of course, it will. Just ask your daughter.”

Her mom looked up at Lisa, though she could barely see her face past her chest, even with her tanned skin she could make out her cheeks glowing red with embarrassment.

“No way, honey. Is he being serious? You really took something this large in your bottom?”

Lisa reluctantly nodded, the red deepening.

“Not only did she, but she let me fuck her ass before I took her virginity.”

Looking away, Lisa pursed her lips shut as she felt her entire face blaze as if the skin was going to melt right off her skull. It only took one glance at her daughter for Susan to know that Zack was telling the truth. The knowledge that her daughter had taken this thick cock in her asshole had the desired effect on the mother, conjuring up thoughts in her mind of what it must have felt like.

Zack yanked the condom off his length and threw it aside before rubbing his tip against the anus of his girlfriend’s mother again. “There’s no need for protection for this.” He said, the inflection at the end suggesting it was a question, although he’d already made the decision.

Lisa was too embarrassed to protest, and Susan was too curious and driven by lust at this point to disagree. The mother desperately wanted to know what the daughter had felt. Instead, Susan said nothing, and raised her ass higher, a symbolic gesture of offering her unplundered hole to the young man. Behind her Zack smiled. He was certain it would have played out like this, but it was still delicious to see her wide, round bottom presented to him.

Continuing to rub his tip against his ass, he gathered up all the saliva in his mouth with his tongue, then spat and dribbled it down onto the crease of Susan’s ass. Some of it ran over, dripping in rivers down over her labia, while most of it pooled in the wrinkled crevice of her hole. Again with his tip, he smeared his drool all over her anus, then used his thumb to push some into her insides. His other hand dipped between her legs, drawing backwards over her pussy, feeling how wet she was and coating his palm in a thick film of her inner liquids. With the same hand, he pumped his cock, lubricating himself with her juices, thoroughly preparing both himself and her for what was to come.

Dick in hand, he rose onto his feet behind her to angle his cockhead towards her puckered hole. Gently he pressed against her, while his other hand reached down to squeeze her rump, pulling the cheeks even further apart and opening her ass to him. His weight shifted onto her, using her to support himself as he maintained the pressure. The tightness of her butthole resisted him even more than her supple pussy walls had, and it seemed, for a second, that it wasn’t going to yield. With groan, both from his lips and hers, he felt her open to him and the mushroomed tip of his cock disappeared into the tight circle of her ass.

They both sighed with relief. Susan could feel a slight ache around the ring of her anus, having been stretched around his girth and now held open by the thick shaft lodged there, but Zack had paused, giving her time to acclimate. She panted in controlled breaths, her face still shoved right next to her daughter’s womanhood, so every soft suckle of oxygen came with a hint of her daughter’s musk. Lisa shivered too, the breaths dancing against her tingling flesh, breaths that became sharper and less controlled as Zack started moving again.

First, he pushed in, slow, then pulled back, just as gradually. He was careful not to let his cock pop out completely, but worked the length in and out of her ass inch by inch. Susan took it, feeling her insides expanding to welcome his thickness, fuller than she’d ever felt in her life, and empty as he pulled briefly back to her anus. The sensation was strange, like nothing else she’d ever experienced, the pressure pushing against every side, moving back and forth inside her ass, so firm and warm as if it were melting her from the inside out.

A gasp escaped from her lungs. His cock seemed to have no end. Inch after inch was buried in her ass and she could only pant and moan in response, her tongue lolling out from her mouth. Lisa’s scent hit her tastebuds, as if she were actually licking her and in her delirium, she did. The mother curled her arms under Lisa’s thighs and pulled the teen Latina even closer, clamping her mouth against her daughter’s soaked clam. The next moan that Zack drew out of her by pumping his dick into her asshole vibrated against Lisa’s inside, causing the daughter to groan along with the mother.

Before his dick was even fully sunk inside her ass, Zack began to increase his tempo. Holding her waist with both hands now while he mounted her, he used his hips and knees to increase his pace. He drove his cock into her ass and pulled out only half way now, just to pump it back in again. Even as her hole began to loosen, adjusting to the length that was repeatedly expanding her by ****, he felt her insides clench and squeeze him. Within seconds he was balls deep, though it wasn’t all his doing.

Looking down, he saw her ass pushing back against him. Susan wanted every inch of him inside her ass just as much as Zack wanted to put it there. The bed began to creak as they rutted against each other, his balls slapping against her wet pussy as he pounded her faster and faster. The mother howled into her daughter’s most private of holes, and Lisa moaned back in kind. Not one of the three cared about right or wrong anymore, driven by pure lust and need, fucking and licking and grinding against the other as they pushed each other closer and closer to the climax they all so desperately wanted.

Lisa’s mom was the first to scream. “Fuck my ass, Zack. Fuck it hard and make me cum. I want to cum with my ass.”

“I’m close too,” he admitted as he felt the familiar sensation of his balls churning. “Your tight ass is definitely gonna make me cum.”

“Please,” Lisa moaned meekly from the other end. “I want to cum again too.”

“Bury that dick deep in my ass,” Susan moaned, as if she hadn’t heard a word they’d said. “I want to feel your seed deep inside me. I want to feel it filling me while I cum.”

Perhaps something they’d said had penetrated through the lustful haze, because she went right back to eating out her daughter. The return of her mother’s tongue must have felt really good, or perhaps it was the picture Susan had painted of Zack creaming her mother’s asshole deep with his semen, but Lisa orgasmed almost immediately. For the first time, she voluntarily touched her mother. As her back spasmed and arched, Lisa reached out and grabbed her mom’s head. The teen’s hips bucked, pushing her pussy harder against her mother’s mouth and with the hands grasping at her damp hair, Susan had **** but to drink her in.

The taste of her daughter’s juices flowing onto her tongue at the precise moment that Zack’s long cock sunk into the depths of her bowels set Susan off next. She came hard, her fingers digging into her daughter’s thighs, the caramel skin turning white. Her spine curved as bolts of pleasure shot up along her nerves, just as Lisa had, pushing her ass back fully against Zack’s invading member. Even empty her pussy spasmed wildly, and every muscle in her body tingled. Fluids leaked from her slit, trying to lubricate something that wasn’t there and instead drooling onto her daughter’s bedsheets.

Her pussy walls clenched tight rapidly, flexing in time with her asshole. Zack felt her rectum tighten around his shaft, so tight he felt locked inside her ass, so tight he could help but groan and cum. His ballsack twitched seconds before he felt the load rise along his length, the heat spreading from his root to his tip. His cockhead opened and squirted out his seed into the depths of her ass, and he heard her groan into Lisa’s lower lips, knowing that his girlfriend’s mother could feel the heat of his semen sticking to her rectum walls.

With his legs he pumped himself back and forth, barely moving an inch but that’s all the tightness of Susan’s ass would allow. His body bucked almost by instinct, draining his balls entirely inside her asshole. It took almost a minute before his climax subsided and his cock shot its last rope into her bowels. It almost another minute before his cock had softened enough, and was expelled from her hole with a sloppy, gooey plop. He realized then that both of the girls had come down from their orgasms too, both flushed and sweating, like running a marathon in a desert.

Zack’s cock was apparently the only thing holding Susan up, for the moment it left her, she slumped sideways, crashing onto the bed next to her daughter. Her asshole, gaping from the fucking it received, leaked cum onto the duvet, involuntarily farting out bubbles of the sticky substance. Zack fell back onto his own ass, and admired his work, impressed with himself, having finally proved to himself that, with the Ravers blood flowing through his veins, there was nothing he couldn’t accomplish. No one was out of his league, no sex act was too depraved, he could have whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted as much as he wanted. He was a god.

“Your father can never know about this,” Susan warned the teens, still panting slightly as the pleasure began to fade and she came to her senses.

Lisa took a deep breath and corrected her.

“No one can ever know about this.”