Christina's mind

Christina didn't know what had motivated her to ask her mother for a kiss. She wondered if it was John who had talked her into it. She couldn't be sure, but something told her that he had nothing to do with it. It wasn't the first time she'd seen her mother like this. She had seen her often enough on the beach in just a bikini. So she wondered if maybe it was because John had given her power over her. Christina knew the triggers that John had anchored in Kathrin. She immediately wondered whether John had actually given her all of them or kept some for himself. But she didn't really care at that moment. She could do whatever she wanted with Kathrin, and that was a very tempting thought. Christina had never been averse to women; in fact, she was rather attracted to them.

This feeling of controlling her mother, of controlling others in general, somehow invigorated her and made her all the hotter. She felt this feeling for the first time when she had the pleasure of Marcy and Lars. Right now, the feeling was even greater. She wondered if it was because it was her mother.

She gave in to her instincts. The touches she was receiving from John only made her hornier, and now she could feel her mother's delicate hand on her body. Kathrin had placed her hand on her flank after being pulled towards her by Christina. Their tongues danced sensually around each other, and Kathrin's hand continued to wander over her corset. Christina wanted to feel the hand on her skin and was annoyed that John had let her wrap herself up. She couldn't quite understand why she had to wear the corset. Skin contact was essential to her.

Christina broke off the kiss and placed her hands on Kathrin's shoulders. She gently pushed her away from her and looked into her face. It was a look she had never seen on her mother's face before. Kathrin was horny, there was no mistaking it. Lust burned in her eyes. Christina suspected that Kathrin was just as horny as she was. Kathrin immediately took her hands off her and returned her gaze.

"Do you want more, mom?" she asked her mother.

"Whatever you want, Mistress!" replied Kathrin submissively. Christina paused, she liked the submissive manner that Kathrin displayed. Nevertheless, it was unusual for her. Kathrin was a good, loving mother who was also a very understanding person. That made it all the more difficult for Christina to see her as a doll. She suspected that John saw it differently, but Christina was unable to think straight at the moment. To make matters worse, she had just been called mistress. That word alone triggered something in her that she didn't understand.

"Mhh," she moaned as John pushed aside the fabric in front of her labia and gently penetrated her with his finger. She turned her head towards John, who grinned. He pushed his finger deeper inside her as he placed his thumb on her clitoris. She let out another moan.

"Then help me out of the..." Christina began, but John interrupted her, he probably didn't want her to take off the corset.

"You stay exactly as you are! But Kathrin can look after you properly," he said, looking over at Kathrin.

"Yes, Master!" she replied immediately and put her hand on Christina's knee.

"Don't lick her like that! Until she begs for more!" John demanded harshly.

Kathrin nodded and put her head between her daughter's legs, she was just about to push the panties aside when John simply ripped them off Christina.

"And you bend over and thank your mom in the same way!" John said as he stood up.

Christina turned her head towards him and nodded. She turned back to her mother and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around her mother's slender legs. She pulled her panties off with her hands. As soon as she had freed her mother from her panties, she bent down further. She noticed the special smell. The smell of a horny woman who was just waiting to be stimulated. Christina began to cover the inside of her thighs with gentle kisses and slowly worked her way down to her target. Once she reached her mother's lower lips, her tongue slowly slid through her mother's slit. Kathrin immediately moaned into Christina's cunt. She felt her mother's tongue gently dancing up and down. Apparently, her mother also had experience with the same sex, or she was trying out what she liked herself on Christina.

"If she comes, our deal is off!" Christina heard John say and squealed as he smacked her ass. She raised her head and looked at him in irritation. Kathrin groaned demandingly, she probably hadn't expected Christina to stop straight away.

"I haven't used the trigger on her yet, she can still come, unlike you. I thought it would be a nice challenge for you," John said with a laugh and slapped her ass again with the flat of his hand.

"I'm sure you'll manage to edge her."

Christina cried out once more when his hand hit her ass and whimpered a little. John nodded his head down so that she would turn back to her mother. But before she could go back down on the inviting wet cunt, Kathrin elicited another moan from her.

Kathrin had probably had enough of just using her tongue. One of her hands had now reached her cunt and penetrated it gently and slowly. However, Kathrin did not stop sucking Christina's bud while her tongue danced with it. Another surge of pleasure shot through Christina's body, and she lowered her head to continue.

"You're doing well," John said, a few words of praise. This spurred Christina on even more. She also immediately noticed that Kathrin was putting even more energy into it.

Christina followed her mother's example. For her part, she now started to suck on the bud and let her tongue dance around it.