New Whore World

Alex stepped out into the hallway, the floorboards creaking, his gaze taking in the pastel pinks that lined the walls and the plush carpet beneath his feet. The figurine on the nightstand caught his attention again, the girl's exaggerated ass so round and firm that it made Alex's cock twitch. He felt a twinge of arousal and quickly glanced at the family photo, which looked different than before, though he still didn't remember what it was. It showed three people, a mother, father, and daughter respectively, but they didn't look normal. Two women, one young with a body that looked like it had been painted by a master artist, the other older but just as voluptuous, both had their hands on the man's cock, which stood straight and proud in the photo.

He walked closer to the photo. The younger woman was clearly Ophelia, her breasts spilling out of the tiny bikini, leaving nothing to the imagination, her nipples erect and begging for attention. The older woman, her mother, had an ass so wide it seemed to defy gravity, the strings of her bikini barely holding two soft mounds of flesh together. Her smile was softly maternal, though there was nothing maternal about it. Both women wore heavy makeup, their lips full and red with lipstick, and their hair seemed to be covered in glitter. The mother's hair was more of a regular bob, though longer and fuller, and she wore glasses, that make her look like a sexy teacher. Ophelia's braid, however, was longer than ever.

The pink light from outside cast a seductive glow on the photograph, highlighting every curve and line of the three figures. Alex felt his hand move of its own accord, reaching out to trace the figure of Ophelia's mother in the photograph. The woman's breasts were so big they seemed to swallow him whole, and her waist was so small he could probably wrap his arms around it. He felt his cock pulsate in response, precum leaking from the tip and leaving a wet spot on the carpet.

But in the middle of both sluts stood Ophelia's father, or so Alex assumed, his cock standing proudly erect like a pillar. He stood naked and so tall his face was hidden. His two big hands were placed on his wife's and daughter's breasts, squeezing them proudly as if his life depended on it. Alex thought it was a strange family dynamic, which however turned him on even more, making his dick harder and bigger

The hallway outside was silent, the only sound was the faint creaking of a drawer and the wet sound of his hand on his cock. Alex felt so strangely free, walking naked like this through his old friend's house. But still, he needed to find Ophelia and figure out what was going on here.

"Oh, shit," he groaned, his hand blurring on his shaft. He was so close.

Alex felt very excited, he needed to cum, NOW! Alex immediately took the statue from the nightstand and began to jerk off to it so fast and hard that the cum did not have time to fill his balls. Alex did not stop even after the threads of sperm painted the statue more than completely, but when the ass of this slut was not visible, he stopped. Alex felt less excited now, which allowed him to think more rationally. He was about to put the statue on the stand, as he saw that it had the initials "E.A. Nettle".

"Um, isn't this Ophelia's mother?" Alex asked himself and decided that it was a mistake to jerk off to the statue of Ophelia's mom, so he put it where she stood whistling to himself. Alex's cum began to flow onto the floor from the statue.