Like Mother ... Like Daughter ...

Megan stood dumbfounded and confused, trying to figure out who they were talking about. She tried to recall her step-brother’s friends, imagining which one looked like her. As Megan continued to ponder, she spotted the trail of clothing scattered throughout the room. She hadn’t spotted it before. The black skirt and black blouse lying on the floor were her mother’s favorites! Megan’s eyes flew wide in shock and surprise, along with disbelief as she realized who the guys were talking about. Megan’s jaw nearly hit the floor as she tried to speak, her mouth hanging open.

Cyndi bit her lower lip as she gained the resolve to confront the situation. Inhaling deeply, Cyndi stepped out of the bathroom, obviously wearing a strained smile and nothing else. “Good morning,” she casually said as she approached the trio. She approached Megan, frozen like a statue, and gave her a cursory hug and peck on the cheek.

Megan stared in disbelief as her mother hugged and kissed her. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t believe her mother’s infidelity. She couldn’t believe her mother had sex with these two young men. She couldn’t believe her mother was naked.

“It’s okay,” Cyndi cooed, trying to soothe Megan as she brushed a few strands of blonde hair back from Megan’s forehead. “I’ll explain it later. Right now there are important things to take care of.” Cyndi turned to look at the young men. “Are you guys done, or are you going to perform for this young lady like you did for me last night?”

Sparx, the more animated of the two was quick to chime in, “Yeah! Nothing beats tagging Mom … AND … her daughter!”

Cyndi, not to be outdone, chimed right back, “Well then bring that tool over here and let me get it ready for her.” Cradling Megan with one arm, Cyndi knelt, bringing Megan down with her. Softly stroking and caressing her daughter’s silken flesh, Cyndi reached out and grabbed the chocolate shaft and guided it to her mouth. Cyndi reveled in the feel of the softened member hardening in her mouth as she bobbed along the growing shaft. She squeezed firmly at the base, trapping the blood in the ballooned rod, forcing as much down her throat as she could.

Megan continued to lie there in a stupor, unable to speak. Confused and bewildered, her mind scrambled to make sense of what was transpiring; yet her body was responding to the erotic scenario which she had become a part of. Her mother’s fingers were dancing freely over a taut nipple causing it to ache for even more attention. As Megan slowly succumbed to the pleasure, her head lolled back to rest upon her mother’s naked pillowy breasts. Megan now had a close up view of the ebony pole sliding in between her mother’s lips. The lewd view was enough to cause a shudder of forbidden pleasure to ripple through her body. The warmth immediately settled between Megan’s legs where she felt a familiar wetness begin to form.

Simmons was not about to be relegated as a mere voyeur. He focused his attentions on the nubile daughter by sealing his mouth over the unattended tit, hungrily devouring the mound of flesh while suckling and gnawing on the distended nipple caught between his teeth. Roaming his hand over Megan’s quaking stomach, he ventured to her now very moist slit, drawing a wet line from her pussy to her clit, parting the pink folds along the way. Megan responded with a pleasurable moan, fully collapsing into her mother’s embrace. Simmons easily dipped a finger into the tight opening, commenting on how tight she was. He pumped his digit several times before working a second finger in as Megan drew her knees up and spread her legs wider. Her hips were now meeting the finger thrusts, silently coaxing him further.

Sparx.now had the full length of his shaft plunging the depths of Cyndi’s throat. Her saliva was glistening on the black steel prod. A short while later, Sparx proclaimed he was ready to split Megan’s cherry wide open! Cyndi knew that Megan was not a virgin, yet she wondered if Megan had experienced anything comparable to the size Sparx was wielding. Cyndi watched as the glistening cock moved away and then settled into position between her daughter’s splayed legs. Cyndi’s hand, which had been teasing a very rigid nipple, was now joining that of Simmons, spreading the copious fluids that were leaking out over the inflamed lips.

Cyndi felt the wave of voyeuristic thrill seep through her body as she saw the impressive cock near its target. She reached a bit further and grabbed the mighty stick, pumping it a few quick times before bringing it closer. Megan remained in a delirious state of confusion, disbelief, and arousal as her own mother was aiding in the, what once was considered, private affair. Simmons had removed his fingers when Cyndi brought Sparx’s flared tip to the glistening pink folds. She ran the mushroomed helmet along Megan’s slit, constantly urging Sparx forward.

Meanwhile, Simmons was moving in to replace Sparx, aiming his own aroused pole towards Cyndi. However, just as Sparx had pushed the crown past Megan’s tight grip, eliciting a howl of mixed pain and pleasure, Simmons thrust his two fingers into Cyndi’s mouth, rather than his gelling cock. Simmons urged his prized possession towards Megan’s gaping mouth as she began moaning from the fucking Sparx was providing. He wasted no time inserting his prick into the same hole it had occupied earlier. Megan’s moans were now muffled as Simmons pushed his hips forward, forcing her to suckle his cock as Sparx slammed into her. Cyndi, in the meantime was suckling the juicy fingers that had been shoved into her own mouth, treating them like a miniature version of what Megan was treated to.

It wasn’t until Simmons had mentioned it, that Cyndi realized she was suckling the savory juices from her daughter’s snatch. The perverse nature of the thought caused a shudder to crackle through her body. Simmons made sure she made no attempt to pull away from his fingers, forcing her to continue sampling and savoring Megan’s unique flavor. Cyndi compared it to her own pussy taste when she had sucked her own pussy juices from the ebony poles the night before. Megan was distinctly sweeter and lighter tasting, which Cyndi found intoxicatingly interesting. She continued sucking the invading digits clean as she watched Megan’s mouth stretched around the thick cock filling it. The view of Sparx fucking Megan was obstructed, but the sound of slapping flesh and the smell of raw sex made it perfectly clear what was happening.

Just like her mother, the night before, Megan erupted in a powerful climax, convulsing around the magnificent cock in her pussy and nearly swallowing whole, the one in her mouth. Sparx immediately pulled out, leaving a gaping and twitching pussy for Simmons to fill. Simmons had dragged himself down along Megan’s trembling torso after pulling his cock free from her mouth. As she struggled and gasped for air, he stopped to slap his hardened dick at her heaving breasts, toying with the nipples as he did so. Without too much delay, and without providing too much rest for Megan, Simmons entered her splayed opening with ease, resuming where Sparx left off.

Sparx replaced Simmons at the top, straddling Megan’s shoulders with his knees. “Since Momma loves the taste of her baby’s pussy …” Sparx reached around Cyndi’s head and grabbing a fistful of hair, pulled her down onto his wavering flagpole, forcing her mouth onto the slick shaft. As Cyndi accepted her fate, Sparx settled a little lower, dangling his ebony jewel sac over Megan’s nose and mouth. The two women tended to Sparx as he directed while Simmons hammered away. Grabbing Megan by the ankles, he hoisted her legs up as he sawed back and forth. Megan’s cries of sexual satisfaction only served to urge Simmons on.

Eventually Megan succumbed fully to her desires, and immersed herself in the odd eroticism of the scene. In between lapping and suckling on the jewels hovering over her mouth, she encouraged Simmons to fuck her harder and deeper. He eagerly obliged, rocking Megan back and forth as she cascaded through another series of orgasms. Simmons was able to hold back, but not for much longer if he continued, so he swapped positions with Sparx, forcing Cyndi to once again clean his pussy, cum covered cock, while Megan accepted Sparx’s **** on her battered insides, wanting nothing more than another glorious climax.

And so it continued … the two virile men, constantly tag-teamed the willing daughter, while forcing Cyndi to clean them off in between driving Megan delirious. Megan was soaked to the core and was stretched wide enough to easily accept the well endowed men each time they drove home. The sweat covered foursome grew weak in their current positions. For the first time since this began, the two men left Cyndi without a cock to clean. Sparx took the initiative and lay on his back, while grabbing Megan, and guided her back onto his fuck stick as she sat down on his abs, facing his feet. Megan eagerly humped up and down, driving him up into her ribs as she ground down onto him. Simmons then grabbed Cyndi and directed her between Sparx’s legs, forcing her mouth against his cock as it appeared between strokes.

Once more, Cyndi accepted her fate and kept the ebony pole well lubricated, even though Megan was doing just fine in that category. The slick juices leaked freely from the stretched seal and ran along his length, gathering on the tightened sac. As ordered, Cyndi kept everything clean, spearing the tart fluids with her tongue, constantly lapping away, while having the most perverse close up view of a cock spearing a pussy, that she could ever imagine. The fact that it was her daughter’s pussy getting rammed had gotten lost in the swirl of craziness that had enveloped her. But that was only the beginning …

Simmons moved into place over Cyndi, eagerly gnawing, sucking and pawing at Megan’s breasts. As he did so, he lay Megan back on top of his partner, while he settled in to sandwich the daughter between them. As soon as Megan was in the grasp of Sparx, his hands now mauling and tugging at her nipples, Simmons, guided his cock to her occupied pussy. Megan could only let out a gasp of shock before Simmons silenced her with three fingers in her mouth to suck on as he rubbed his snake over her distended clit. He ground the monster against her clit until Megan exploded with a thunderous climax, nearly sending Sparx over the edge. At that instant, before Megan could even catch her breath, Simmons pushed the helmet against his partners cock and **** himself inside the velvety grip of her pussy.

Cyndi now had a close up vision of her daughter’s pussy stretched around two thick black cocks. Cyndi’s ears were filled with the sound of her daughter’s groans and grunts, while her nostrils flared, inhaling the scent of two musky cocks lathered with Megan’s tart frothy fluids. Without order or direction, Cyndi felt compelled to snake out her tongue and lave the two laden sacs that dangled before her, drawing her tongue over both sets of large jewels. She vaguely heard the lewd complements coming from the men.

As the men began sawing in tandem, all Cyndi could imagine, was if it were her body pinned between the two virile studs. Her own pussy began to itch with need, not to mention, fill with her own secretions. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching between her legs to satisfy her own need while her daughter was getting satisfied with the two cocks. It seemed like an eternity for the two women, totally lost in the throes of their lust-guided temptations. On numerous occasions over the next several minutes, one of the two angry snakes would pop free of the tight grip of Megan’s pussy, giving Cyndi an opportunity to bathe it clean with her tongue, before helping guide it back to where it belonged. Megan, now accustomed to the dual penetration, eagerly welcomed back the errant snake, forcefully humping back so that it was back in the confines and grip of her inner walls.

Megan somehow managed to scream out that her orgasm was incredibly near as Cyndi watched her legs freeze just before a series of tiny tremors quaked along her inner thighs, rippling down to her toes. Suddenly there was a violent spasm, and Megan bucked uncontrollably, thrashing as best she could, pinned like the cream between two Oreo cookies. Within a split second Cyndi was rewarded with the vision of Megan’s orgasm spilling out from the opening where the two cocks continued to pump. Cyndi was eager to lap up the tangy substance, noting the unique flavor upon her tongue.

Cyndi’s actions combined with Megan’s orgasm, was enough to send the men, simultaneously, over the edge. Both battering rams exploded within a split second of each other, bloating Megan’s insides, the excess **** to seep and mingle with the juices already seeping from their junction. Cyndi, again, laid her tongue on the raw flesh so that the oozing rivers fell onto it, and ran into her mouth. Cyndi continued lapping away, until the rigid appendages began to soften. Simmons was the first to pull out, and Cyndi was quick to draw his length into her hungry mouth, enthusiastically cleaning him and draining him of any remnants he might have left after such an erotic episode. Simons finally pulled away and rolled off to the side, spent and exhausted, yet triumphant and proud. Cyndi obediently focused her attention on Sparxx’s monster stick, gingerly pulling it from Megan’s overly-stretched opening. Like Simmons, she quickly engulfed the softened member and cleaned it impeccably clean, continually returning to the base of his cock, where Megan’s insides continued to seep out from.

Simmon’s didn’t miss, nor would he ignore, Cyndi’s unprovoked actions, and her hungry appetite for the special cocktail seeping from Megan’s opening. After Sparxx had dumped Megan to the side and moved away,

Simmons assumed the directors role once more. He leaned in close to Cyndi, weaving his large hands through her golden strands at the back of her head, he guided Cyndi to Megan’s fully bloomed out opening. “You clean cocks real good. Now let’s see you clean this pussy spotless. You know you love it! Swallow it all down! White bitch loves a black man’s cum!”

Cyndi felt the firm pressure at the back of her head. She couldn’t have fought the command if she wanted. Simmons had her face pinned to Megan’s crotch, Cyndi’s nose brushing at the fully exposed clit. Megan writhed and squirmed; not because of the lesbian nature of what was happening, but because her pussy was still overly sensitive and tender. Cyndi was patient and gentle, lightly dabbing her tongue, spearing the sparkling jewel droplets before drawing them into her mouth. Little by little her efforts became more brazen and adventurous. Within a short span of time, Cyndi was openly lapping at her daughter’s splayed pussy, making it sparkle with her saliva as she cleaned her outer labia of all the sticky goo. Never really needing guidance or pressure from Simmons, Cyndi delved deeper, spurred on by the cooing moans of pleasure coming from Megan. Cyndi could sense Megan pushing down, mashing her pelvis tighter, and squeezing her muscles to **** the copious cloudy mixture from her insides. Eventually, Cyndi’s tongue was drilling and searching Megan’s inner channels, delving deep, drawing every bit of nectar from the sweet honey pot she could reach. Megan assisted by wriggling her hips in appreciation of her mother’s efforts. Soon, Megan was cresting on the verge of yet another orgasm. Cyndi doubled her efforts and pushed Megan over the cliff into the black abyss of orgasmic euphoria. Cyndi relished in her accomplishments and voraciously drank her rewards from Megan’s flowing rivers.

A few minutes later Megan rolled to her side and curled into a little ball, exhausted, spent, and drained, yet fulfilled and satiated. Cyndi just knelt there watching her daughter coil up, and suddenly the realization … the gravity of her debasement … came crashing down upon her. Cyndi felt a tightening knot in the pit of her stomach. Last nights actions could easily be explained away thanks to the ****. Drunken actions lower inhibitions, and Cyndi could understand how **** she was. However, the escapades that had just taken place this morning had nothing to do at all with ****. This was nothing more than pure animalistic reactions to the carnal desires of the lust-filled soul! Cyndi had lost her mind, and now her “normal” senses were all coming back to her now!

Looking at her child, Cyndi wondered how she could have ever allowed this to happen. Her guilt ridden soul pleaded silently for mercy and forgiveness. She’d pay a lifetime to make this up to Megan! Cyndi knew she had to get control of the situation.

She steeled her rattled self and rose to her feet, standing boldly naked before the two men; she swallowed her breath and put on her best persona of confidence. “You boys have had your fun! I think it’s time for us ladies to be alone! Why don’t you get dressed, and I’ll call you cab to take you back home.” Without waiting for a response, Cyndi turned away and went to the phone. She called the cab company, and they assured her they’d have someone at her door within five minutes. When Cyndi turned back around, she was happy to see the two hard bodies, milling through the scattered clothes for their respective attire. Cyndi managed to fetch a robe and quickly escorted the men to the foyer, leaving Megan asleep on the floor. In a very professional manner, Cyndi thanked them again, and practically pushed them out the door to the waiting cab.

Cyndi breathed a heavy sigh of relief, peering through the hole, watching the two hunks climb into the waiting cab. The knot in her stomach had loosened, now replaced with an empty, longing sensation. Cyndi now knew what golden treasures lay out there, silently wondering if she’d ever feel that sense of pure euphoria again.