First you need to know more about Carrie and her mom

Despite the promise of taboo debauchery, you can’t shake this revelation about Carrie and her mom... like her actual mom. You want to know the details.

“Before we go any further, I have to know the story about you and your mom.” You demand of your hot, horny girlfriend.

Pamela gives you a big grin. “Yeah. And it’s such a good story”

She rolls her eyes a bit but ultimately smiles. You can’t imagine a world in which she wouldn’t want to tell the story.

So she does:

“Well... my dad left us when I was a teen and I guess that’s when things started to change. With just the two of us things just sorta gradually got... really casual. You know... walking around in our underwear which evolved into getting out of the shower and just sorta forgetting to put clothes on for a while which evolved into rubbing off without feeling the need to close the bedroom door.... stuff like that.

“I was probably a hornier teenager than most and I don’t think I realized it at the time but the whole thing just seeming normal was a huge turn-on and I think Mom felt the same way. I mean, I had to get my hormones from somewhere right?

“After a whole Mom started dating again. I mean, guys would come over and fuck her and then before they ran out if they were perverts they’d peek in my room and find me lying in bed, legs spread, looking right back at them. So they’d fuck me too. Mom knew about it. She didn’t care. I didn’t care.

“But things didn’t really get good until Mom started dating Savannah. Savannah was a crazy sexy freak, covered in tattoos, buzzed hair, but like model-beautiful. I don’t even know how much Mom was into girls but you couldn’t not be into Savannah.

“That was when the orgies started. Savannah just knew the people to invite...”

“Hang on” you interrupt. “I thought you said you’d hardly had any threesomes.”

“That’s true” Carrie insisted. “I think the smallest orgy we had those days had... seven?”

Your cock pulses. The details are just as good as you’d hoped.

Carrie continues. “Honestly none of it seemed strange. I just got used to seeing my mom fucked, eaten out, dp’ed, covered in cum... and she got used to seeing me. We kinda had an unspoken rule that we wouldn’t do anything with each other. We didn’t need to. There were always plenty of people around to choose from.

“Until the weekend before I went to college. Mom was in her room, rubbing off hard and I don’t know, I was feeling bold, maybe sad that I was going away from all of it. I went in and laid on the bed next to her.

“She turned to look at me and just slowly raised her glistening fingers up to my lips. I put them in my mouth one at a time, getting so wet, wetter and wetter with each one. I thought I was going to explode. Mom didn’t taste any different than any of the other girls I’d been with, except she did. It’s hard to explain.

“Slowly I positioned myself between her legs, staring at her glistening pussy. I wanted it so bad. But she stopped me and she said. ‘Let’s not do it this way. Let’s do it the right way’ and she grabbed her phone and called Savannah and I’ll never forget what she said. She said ‘It finally happened.’

“Within 20 minutes Savannah was there with her daughter and her sister and her two nieces, one of the niece’s best friend and her mom. To this day I have no idea how she pulled it together so fast, unless they were all waiting by their phones for the moment Savannah called them and asked them to be depraved incestuous perverts for her. Honestly, it’s possible.

“That was the best orgy of them all. Unlike all the others there was an understanding that you were there to shove your tongue deep inside a member of your own family. They watched me and Mom and we watched them... it was beyond comprehension. We all came like Niagara Falls” she laughs.

But you’re not laughing. And Pamela isn’t laughing. In fact Pam has her jeans around her ankles and her fingers buried deep in her semi-transparent pink panties. “I love that story.” She says breathlessly.

You’re not sure what comes next but you’re just as ready to go. You could take both of these wild women as they share their depraved desires with you.

Pamela slinks up on Carrie, and begins to paw at her. “I don’t think I can wait.” She says “I need a Mommy and a daughter right now.” You see desperation in her eyes.

You don’t blame her. An air of inescapable arousal hangs over the room. “Call your mom” you say to Carrie.

“My mom moved to Oregon, two years ago.” Carrie replies. Which you know, you just aren’t thinking clearly.

“Well call your mark. The girl you’re seducing.” You say to Pamela

“She’s not ready.” She Insists.

“C’mon.” You say, your cock throbbing. “Now or never.”

“It’ll be never. And we won’t be any better off than we are right now.” She pants, pulling her top off, sending very mixed messages, though she herself seems quite mixed up right now. Too horny to think straight.

You feel like you need to find a solution. Though it’s not exactly easy for you to think straight as you watch Pamela wantonly shove her tongue down your girlfriend’s throat.

You have an idea