They Want It...

“Fuck, yes…” Mars sighed in delight at the potent taste of what she could become sharing knowing dazed gazes before hysterical grins and giggles with her twin sister, and enraptured father.

The void of corruption that had been consuming them had suddenly seemed so full, and then even emptier after their reversion. Perverse hunger now instinctively reverberate through their beings seeking to fill the emptiness.

Getting up off her father's cock she laid down on the floor gesturing to Cherry. “Come, eat Daddy’s cum out of me while I suck on his balls or cock as he debates which of our three holes to cum in next.” Mars invited, “If I’m really lucky I can suck it out of your cunt while he seeds your ass next.”

Cherry didn’t need a second invite, as she started sixty-nining with her sister before their father George. George breathed heavily, trying to recover, to come to terms with what he had just experienced. Was it some sort of religious epiphany? Some vision of damnation? He felt his body physically ache, and crave for more. His cock hard, and almost burning at the lack of contact upon it.

Finally, he shuffled up to Mars’s face. Choosing damnation… Or was it blissful paradise? Lubricating his cock with two deeps thrusts into Mars’ throat, he held deep. Relishing the squirming of his daughter beneath him, how deep her throat sheathed him effortlessly, how she sought to fuck her throat upon him as she lay there.

He was truly blessed; he was already thinking about how much of a shameless whore he had beneath him. Feeling strangely proud of it, he pulled out, enjoying the strings of mixed saliva and precum breaking as he pulled free, before he pressed into Cherry’s pussy.

“Fuck Cherry…” George grunted before grabbing her hair and pulling her lips from Mars’s pussy. “I’m going to cherish this.” He lewdly remarked as he penetrated his second, more innocent daughter.

“Oh fuck…” Cherry moaned out as Mars suckled her clit. Glancing over her shoulder at her father she smiled malevolent, “I’ve always been ee…ger… to puh… lease.. you Dad..dy… Use…. Yer… Little… girl…” Cherry panted relishing the hard deep thrusts as her dad set his pace of fucking her while Mars kept toying with her clit, delighting in each tap of their father’s swollen balls upon her head.

Cherry began struggling to resume eating Mars out as she learned to brace herself from get thrust away with each dick pounding her father thrust into her before looking towards the two guys stroking themselves after having seen the sisters as arousing sex demons moments earlier. “Can’t I get a cock over here? Or maybe two?” Cherry called out urgently, hardly pausing to glance at her formerly wholesome mother turned cock hungry gangbang whore.

The pulse of energy that had resonated out from her twin daughters cumming with their father had thrown poor Diana even further down the hole of depravity she had been sinking into.

When her mouth wasn’t full of cock she was pleading to be knocked up with a new generation of sluts to rear. She talked dirty of how the men should show her just how lewd her daughters had been. Test her skank breeding stock.

Or asking to be glazed more by their cum, painted with their virility to rejuvenate herself.

Or mockingly taunt the men as they shifted positions, taunting them that she’d seen better use, or that she expected them to last longer, or had bigger loads cum in her, on her.

“If you expect to fuck both my daughters you’re going to have to cum better prepared than this.” Diana specifically taunted the first one to come share their cock with her. “They’re Daddy’s girls now.”

Diana couldn’t understand the how or why she felt so alive, and invigorated. She knew it might have something to do with the **** her daughters had dosed her with, but as her body burned with pleasure, desire, and her mind wallowed in the pure carnality of the moment any stray free thought just rebounded with gratitude for them freeing her.

She looked forward to future hits of the shit.

At one point as Diana dismounted one of her partners she noticed her husband fucking into Cherry’s ass, as she was being skull fucked in turn between the man fucking her twin sister, and the man waiting for his turn.

It made her feel something unexpected.

Pride. Something about their depraved acts of carnality stoked the corrupt flames within her, strange ideas of embracing her husband from behind and encouraging him to fuck them harder. To give him words of encouragement for treating their daughters like the sluts they’ve become.

To tell him if they got pregnant it would serve their slutty selves right if they not only had children, but siblings as well.

Massaging cum into her skin as the guy’s circle jerked on to her as she admired the corrupting of her husband, the corrupting of herself, and the glorious ways her perverse daughters were celebrating claiming the right to fuck in their home, when, how, and who they wanted.

Squeezing her breasts Diana trembled, relishing their enhanced sensitivity. As her husband clearly stopped pounding Cherry’s ass as he came Diana crawled over, dripping cum across the living room carpet to separate her daughters and make out lewdly with them.

“Lick mommy clean.” She ordered Cherry, delighting as she set right to work eating her mother out, Mars pressing her sisters head down as she lapped cum up off their mother’s mons, stomach, and then settled into the thorough cleaning and playing with their mother’s breasts as Diana tasted Cherry’s ass off her husband’s cock.

The night seemed to go on until everything went dark for Diana and George.

The gangbang rotating amongst the women, the women taking turns cleaning and tasting each other off the assorted cocks.

Diana relished the taste of each of her daughter’s pussies and asses, relished their flavour along each of the assorted cocks on menu. She felt great remorse for having left the restaurant without a fuck now, the idea of having left so suddenly seeming childish and ridiculous.

George had fucked and cum in each of their holes. He enjoyed the new bonding with Mars and she seemed to whisper great new depravities to him as she fed his cock for her sister or mother. Whispering inquiries of just which of her friends, or women around town he would want to fuck next.

Just who could she offer up to him.

Just how they could bond more thoroughly.

Just which of his friends could watch them fuck.

Cherry meanwhile just enjoyed how they all felt like a peaceful family for a change. The friction and conflict of more recent years washed away with the blessing of whatever Mars and Cherry had stumbled upon.

Because now she was certain, this wasn’t just some new high they were chasing. Some fix that needed fulfilling.

No, this was a reminder of the gifts of life they needed to share.