daughter 's Slut Training
( An Incestuous Harem Story )
Chapter XV : girl 's Incestuous delight
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta indication this !

Mrs. Umayyah

The next day, my ass still hurt from my discipline. I could n't avail but squirm as I sat in the back rump of my husband and overlord 's car. My bottom ached and throbbed. The long the car drive went, the to a greater extent my discomfort grew. The aching grew with every consequence and I embraced it.

I deserved this pain.

I had become a slut. A whore. A reprobate adult female who violated her matrimony vows. I sold my body to my pupil. I turned my daughter into a cocotte to channel the lusts awakened in me when I witnessed Clint fucking his aunt, my fellow college prof, and his sisters. It had planted a semen that grew into a sultry flower with vines that had spread to every component part of my body.

And when my girl found out what I was, she told my husband. And he ... He punished me.

Dominated me.

Made me his sex slave.

Now my girl rode beside him up front, sitting tall, her exposed inglorious hair falling about her articulatio humeri. She kept reaching over, patting my hubby and superior 's second joint, stroking him through his work jeans, her fingernails scratching at the blue jean. She 'd taken my spot in his bed while I spent the nighttime fucking our eldest son, Faizel, given to him by my hubby and Master.

"There it is !"Leyla squealed in delight, bouncing in the posterior. The nineteen-year-old clapped her hands together with her schoolgirlish enthusiasm. She threw a facial expression over her shoulder."You ready, Mommy-slave ?"

"Yes, girl,"I said, putting such emphasis on my new schoolmistress 's figure."I 'm so looking forward to it."

"shag another man with your girl, or obeying me ?"Karim growled. I saw his center looking at me in the rearview mirror.

"Both, my Master,"I answered, rubbing my hand before me, my pussy so juicy."It 'll be so blue to pleasure him with our daughter."

"She is such a impish wife, papa,"Leyla said, her vocalisation dripping with enjoyment.

"Yes, she is,"my hubby and professional said, his part a deep gravel."And you, my lilliputian flower, are a puckish slut."

Leyla beamed at him, her grin shining from her typeface. I had done an amazing job turning her into a slut, into a bawd. I had debased my girl as a proxy for my own lusts, changing her forever.

I sucked in a late breath. Today, I would hump another man who was n't my son in front man of my husband. He would watch me be an utter fancy woman.

My kitty-cat grew even naughty. This is what I had craved ever since I peeped in on Clint fucking his family a class ago. I 'd feared it. I tried to hide it by delving into another obsession : online gambling. But that still did n't turn back me from descending into this whorish behavior. By training Leyla, it opened up all those desires I had suppressed.

And I was forever lost.

But for the first time we had to make another stop. And I was n't looking forward to it. My stomach grew tense as my husband and victor turned into a driveway of a magnanimous, expensive house. Not a planetary house, but something larger than any household really ask. Instead, it proved that the possessor had money.

I climbed out of the car in my conservative dress, my organic structure defenseless beneath. I had my foreland bowed, no hijab wrapped around my silky-black tomentum. I followed my hubby and Leyla to the front door, my daughter clinging to my husband and Master 's arm. She practically floated beside him, bursting with desire for what was coming.

Karim reached the threshold, rang the doorbell.

Sweeney Todd Myers, the father of Kimmy, my daughter 's supporter and my son 's slut-girlfriend, opened the room access. Todd 's face soured at the sight of me. Then he glanced at my husband. He clenched his fist, the wrath swelling in him.

I winced.

"Need more money ?"Todd demanded."Or did you get my daughter dwelling house ? If you 're going to blackmail me for fucking her, at to the lowest degree she could be around so I can get what I 'm paying for."

"My wife is here to apologize for that,"Karim said."She made a mistake. The slattern grew greedy."

"Slut ?"Todd asked, arching an eyebrow.

"My wife is a cocotte. A disgusting slattern who sells her dead body for money."He grabbed me and pulled me past Leyla to stuff me at Lord Todd. I did n't fight him. My black-market whisker swayed about my shoulder as I sucked in a oceanic abyss breath, fearfulness sweeping through me."Apologize to him.

"Yes, my Master,"I said, sucking in a deep breathing time. This was so humble. So embarrassing. I hated apologizing, and admitting I was wrong."Mr. Myers, I am humbly sorry for blackmailing you and setting you up. I was a greedy sow. A disgusting bitch."I fell to my knees, looking up at him."And to render you how blue I am, I am willing to do anything to make it up for you.

"Anything."

"Anything ?"

"Slave, strip out of the lying garment,"my hubby growled."show him what you truly are !"

Despite the mortification burning in my cheek, or maybe because of it, my pussy almost creamed itself."Yes, my Master,"I moaned, my hands shooting to the buttons of my attire."Mr. Myers, I was a cunt to you. A cunt. And you deserve to use my dead body. In any way you want."

His wild eyes smoldered as he watched me comic strip. I ripped the bodice of my frock open up, my large, dark-skinned breasts spilling out. I shivered, my heart racing as I stared up at him. I squirmed my hips, my kitty dripping with excitement. I slipped my arms out of the arm of my dress, my tits swaying with my movement.

He licked his lips.

"And the video of me fucking my daughter ?"he growled."The one you threaten to show my wife."

"Deleted,"Karim said."And your recurring 'donation'to the 'after shoal ball club'has been canceled."

"It was so mean of my mommy-slave to do,"Leyla said."I had no melodic theme, Mr. Myers. I just thought I was filming Kimmy 's firstly prison term. I had a lot of fun with you. I never wanted to ache you like that stand for bitch."

I shuddered at my daughter 's wrangle. I rose, letting my dress fall off my eubstance. My newly shaved pussy felt so mere. I could feel the air currents wafting about my puss brim, tingling them. My juices cooled my hot flesh as they dribbled out of me.

"So fuck her operose, Mr. Myers,"Leyla purred."Or paddle her, or do whatever you want to my mommy-slave."

"She 's yours to maltreat,"my married man said, sounding tidal bore to see me penalize further.

"Please, Mr. Myers,"I said, saying his gens as submissively as possible. I turned around for him, letting him drink in in my MILF body. I had a mature and sleek figure, my ass curving, my stomach insipid, my tits large.

He smacked my paddle ass. I gasped, my breasts bouncing before me. The pain surged through me, warming my pussy even more. I wiggled my ass at him, inviting him to do whatever he wanted to do to me.

"Anything, huh ?"Mr. Myers said."You do n't mind, Karim ? She 's your wife."

"Was,"my husband and Master said."Now she 's my slave-wife. And she 'll let you do anything."

I nodded my head word, staring up at him."I will, my Master. Anything."It felt so decent to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this profane desire in me. It filled me to the brim with aching heat to have over my whorish desires into his mitt."I 'm yours."

I could see the pleasure in his eyes. And the bulge in his jeans.

Mr. Myers growled like a snarling creature. He seized my pilus. I gasped at the shock of painfulness as he hauled me through the animation room to the kitchen. I stumbled after him, my mamilla swaying. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the retort. My boob rubbed against the surface. I sucked in mysterious breath, my pump thudding away in my chest, waiting for him to do something.

To punish me.

My nipples ached and throbbed as I felt everyone 's heart on my well-spanked ass. I wiggled my hips, putting on a show for them. I spread my thigh farther apart, exposing my pussy to their survey. I could find my labia parting, exposing my garden pink, whorish astuteness to their eyes.

"Use me, Mr. Myers,"I groaned.

"expression at that slutty pussy, dada,"Leyla said."She 's just dripping for it."

"Your mother is a whore,"my husband and Master groaned.

"Mmm, I know. I inherited her hot pussy. Let me depict you, Daddy."

My daughter fell to her articulatio genus. The zipper of my husband 's dungaree rasped. She produced his pecker and swallowed it with such hunger. She bobbed her whorish lips up and down her father 's dick, sucking so hard, moaning her delight.

I could watch her please her daddy all day. She had such a pure enthusiasm about her. She just wanted to give delight to every guy she could, especially my husband. She did n't try to fob them. She did n't try to wring every penny out of them she could. She just enjoyed herself.

"I 'm so regretful, Mr. Myers,"I moaned."Use my body as an apology !"

He grabbed my ass, squeezing my spanked butt-cheeks.

"Yes, yes, that 's it. Discipline me, Mr. Myers. I was a complete—"

My watchword cut off in a scream as Mr. Myers rammed his hard tool into my unlubed asshole. A burning rod stabbed deep into my bowel. I shuddered and groaned, my optic widening. Then his privates smacked into my wound ass, sending stinging painfulness shooting through me.

My tits rubbed into the retort as I squirmed and gasped. His peter sodomized me hard. He pumped away at my gut. The pain in my depths melted my pussy. I whimpered and gasped, finding pleasure in the agony. I bucked back into him, taking my penalization like the kinky slut I was.

"That 's it !"I groaned."Fuck my ass ! penalize me ! Ooh, yes, yes, yes !"

I 'd enjoyed his son already, and Carter had inherited his father 's cacoethes. Mr. Myers fucked me hard, grunting and growling like a beast as he buggered me. Velvety friction burned in my son of a bitch. I grunted and groaned, the nuisance fading with every thrust, replaced Thomas More and Sir Thomas More by pleasure as my bowels adjusted to his hot thrusts.

And every clip he buried into me, he slapped my ass. He smacked it. My bruise ass drank in the sensation. I grunted with each one, the pain in the neck slamming into the pleasance, lifting me gamy and higher towards an orgasm.

I grunted. I groaned."fucking my whoreson !"I hissed."Use me ! I was such a cunt to you ! Such a fucking bitch ! Just use me ! Cum in me !"

"Goddamn cunt !"growled Mr. Myers."Sending my daughter to fuck me so you could pressure me ! Bitch !"

He slammed even harder into my bastard. The burning rubbing made my pussy even hotter. My snatch clenched, juices flooding down my thighs. I loved his emotion while in the ground, my daughter sucked so grueling on her daddy 's dick. My husband watched me getting punished, squirming on another man 's gumshoe, loving it fucking my unlubed asshole.

My moan echoed through the kitchen. I gasped louder and louder. The pain. The rapture. The three-fold hotshot swirled through me. I sucked in trench breathing place as I clenched my bowels down on his plunging dick.

It ache again for a moment. A flair of annoyance stabbing into my bowels. I drank it in."dungeon hammer me so hard !"I howled."donjon making my ass harm ! Spank me with your privates !"

"Your wife is a working girl !"snarled Mr. Myers.

"I am !"I moaned, my back arching, my nipples throbbing against the table.

"Fuck !"

He buried his cock into my bowels and that marvelous moment happened. His dick erupted into my asshole. He pumped me full of his hot cum. I groaned, his come spilling deep into me. My back arched at the gamy feeling.

My married man gave me to this man.

I came.

My asshole writhed about his dick, milking out the hot squirt of jizz. I loved every wonderful spurt. The hot spunk filled my intestine as the pleasure screamed through my body. My back arched, feeling my husband 's eyes on me as I climaxed like a whore.

A dirty slut.

The delight slammed into my creative thinker. ace fit before my eye as I savored this luscious delight. I groaned and gasped, my asshole spasmed about his pecker. I milked out every drop of cum that I could from his dick, the ecstasy swirling through me.

"fancy woman !"grunted my husband, and I knew he pumped his kindling into our daughter 's mouth.

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Leyla Umayyah

Excitement burst through me as pappa and I reached the doorway, Mommy-slave following behind us. She had a stiffness to her gate from being buggered so hard by Mr. Myers twenty bit ago. Listening to her whorish grunt had made my slit so wet as I sucked dad 's cock.

And now I would get to satiate my cunt. pappa was whoring me out for the first time. He was my procurer now. He would pile up the money and choose who Mom, my friends, and I would roll in the hay. We would construct him so much money unlike Mom who wasted all the money she made off of us on lingerie to delight her student lovers.

"One minute !"President Ian George Washington Carver, who ran my college, shouted from inside. He sounded so bore. He had paid to do it Mom and me all day today. A $ 1000 to enjoy our bodies. To watch us place incest before him while fucking our bodies.

It was so naughty.

The door opened. chair cutter, wearing a bathrobe, eyes fell when he saw my tall, burly Fatherhood. The balding administrator had almost Daddy 's height, but he did n't have the muscled organic structure brought about by working in mental synthesis for the last two decades. Nor did he have the fierce, bristling beard that gave him such an furious, imposing vibe.

My Daddy was the male chauvinist of men.

I could n't help but smiling as fear sprouted in President Carver 's eyes. He swallowed and said,"This is such a surprisal, Jawdat,"he said, looking past me to my mommy-slave standing behind me. It was always so weird hearing Mom 's real epithet. At schoolhouse, everyone called her Mrs Umayyah."Did we have an appointment or something with your family ?"

"My wife told me everything,"pa said, his voice almost a growling."How you fucked my barely legal daughter for money, how you paid my whore-wife for the privileged, and how you paid again to love them all day long. Both of them. My wife. My daughter."

"Oh, Jesus,"prexy sculptor said, the coloration draining out of his human face. He backed up, intimidated by my daddy."I ... I do n't ... It was ... I ..."

"Daddy, stop being so mingy,"I said, so bore to jazz President sculpturer again. He 'd been the first man I ever prostituted myself to. Not my first fuck. My vernal sidekick Jalal gave me that delectation."We 're still going to have fun with you today, Chief Executive sculpturer. I really, really enjoyed your peter. It made me cum so hard."

The president still looked terrified, though now his center bulged, incertain what was happening. But he backed off, letting us enter the house. I gave him such a supportive smile, wanting to let him know that he did n't postulate to be afraid. That my mommy-slave and I would do everything we could to pee him feel good.

"So, uh, Karim,"President Carver said,"this is, uh, really ... You 're fine with ... this ?"

"And if I was n't, would that birth stopped you from fucking my married woman and daughter behind my back ?"Daddy demanded.

The president flinched again."wellspring ..."

"Just hand over the money, and then savor them,"daddy said.

"Right, right,"President Carver said, sounding dazed, almost frightened even. He shoved his paw into the pockets of his gown, pulled out the rolled wad of XX, and handed it over."So, uh, I guess we should start."

"We should,"I said. I looked up at dada and could distinguish he was eager for it. He 'd watch out me have it away Jalal before, and it had turned him on so a good deal. He 'd jerked his dick watching my barely legal body writhe with my untested brother.

And now he 'd get to ascertain me being a harlot. It made my nineteen-year-old twat clench so hard. A dizzy moving ridge of heat washed through me.

"Mommy-slave, slip !"I commanded while pushing daddy back to sit on a recliner. I winked at him and whispered,"Enjoy."

"You, too, my fiddling flower,"he told me, stroking my boldness. I shuddered and let out such a wanton moan.

My dress flew off as fast as I could while both President Carver and my papa watched my nubile body publicize itself. My round of golf tit jiggled free of my blouse, my hired hand stroking my dusky soma. My brown nipples were hard and tingling, aching to be used. Beside me, Mom bared those big mamilla of hers, so soft and succulent.

I could n't help touching them. I squeezed them while chair Carver let out such a low groan of delight. I grinned at him, shaking my hips, my annulus falling down my thighs exposing the eternal rest of my naked consistence, my pussy as freshly shaved as Mom's.

"Mmm, are n't these just such ripe knocker, Chief Executive Carver ?"I asked, leaning over to snuggle at my mom 's breasts.

"Y-Yes,"he said, still aflutter, rubbing hands on the hem of his cerulean bathrobe.

But I could see twitching in the crotch. His shaft grew hard watching the lesbian incest unfold before him. I gave him a dazzling grin as I rested my face against my mother 's breasts, her nipple operose on my buttock. I winked at him then turned my face and sucked on her nipple.

Mom groaned, her hand working her attire off of her hips as I suckled on her nipple like I had as a baby. I loved her fat nub, nibbling on it with my soft backtalk. My clapper swirled around it, savoring how stocky it was. How wonderful it felt in my mouth.

"Oh, daughter,"Mom said, putting such devotion into that Bible. She served me, too. I had taken her place as the nous charwoman in the kinfolk. Daddy 's daughter-wife. I had wanted to find a man who would let me have sex other guys, to be a whore, and I found that person in the good man in the world.

My dada !

I squeezed Mom 's boob, wiggling my hip joint, knowing dada watched me as much as President sculptor. I sucked and nibbled on Mom 's nipple, my pussy juice running down my second joint as they both stared at me.

"Oh, daughter, you are so unfermented,"Mom groaned, her hands sliding up my body to my firm, youthful titties. She squeezed them, her thumbs sweeping across my breast and brushing my nipples."Is n't she, Ian ?"

"Yes,"the president groaned."She is, Jawdat."

"Mrs. Umayyah,"growled my married man."Show my slave-wife respect."

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Umayyah,"squeaked the President."I 'm so distressing for insulting your ... slave-wife."
"And you 're going to bonk her whore-cunt,"growled pop, his voice so throaty. He got off on ordering us to be such sluts.

I loved it.

"You are, Ian,"moaned my mom."My girl and I are going to love you. So how would you like us to please you ?"

My puss tightened in anticipation. I wanted to be ordered by my guest, to be given commands. It was so hot to submit. So exciting. My succus leaked down my thighs as I purred about my female parent 's mammilla. I nibbled on it, waiting.

"You could, um, well,"stammered the chairman, rubbing at his robes now, his pecker peeking out the twat, so pink and in need.

"Just grow some balls and enjoin us to suck your dick,"Mom said, such contempt in her voice. She needed a veridical man to ordination her around.

"Suck my dick !"President Carver shouted, almost barking in concern of her. Then he cleared his pharynx and, with more authority, said,"Bring your girl over here. I want you both sucking on my dick."

My mouth popped off my mom 's mamilla. I grinned and said,"Yes, prexy Carver."

Together, my mom and I flowed to him, our consistence undulating, coxa brushing each other. Juices ran down my thighs. I sucked in such deep, trembling intimation as I came closer and closer to him. My heart raced, thudding away in my heart. My pussy boiled with turmoil. We fell to our knees before him and opened his robe.

His dick thrust up from his brown bush, his musket ball not nearly as big as pappa 's. Nor his pecker. But it was fat. Its girth had stretched out my pussycat so wonderfully when I fucked him a few sidereal day ago at school. Such a wanton swirl of desire slid through me as I leaned forward with Mom, pop staring at our fanny. Our custody reached the president 's dick. We grasped him.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned as we licked the tip of his putz together.

He stared down at us with such lust in his eyes. He craved this so a lot. He wanted a mother and her daughter to screw him. He wanted us to lick and nest at his cock. To earn him cum so hard. He wanted to shower our faces with his jizz.

And we wanted that.

My mom and I were so practically alike. I just would n't fuck a man behind Daddy 's vertebral column. Only where he directed me. I squirmed my pelvic arch, succus running down my thighs as our natural language danced across the tip of his dick. I brushed my mom 's licking reed organ, our lips caressing as we pleased him. Precum stained both our tongues.

He groaned as we kissed around the edge of his dick. I shuddered, loving that I shared this cock with my mother. My sexy mommy-slut. I felt so close to her now. I was glad I caught her fucking Clint yesterday. Now she could be who she truly was meant to be.

dad 's sex slave.

"shucks,"chairman George Washington Carver said, rubbing his hand across his balding forefront."damn, that 's it. Oooh, mother and girl are both tart. Both sluts."

"We are,"I cooed.

"I gave birthing to such a piffling filth,"Mom moaned.

"And trained me."I glanced at Mom, so grateful she did. I gave her a kiss on the lips, tasting salty precum on her face.

Then we attacked his cock. Our men pumped up and down his shaft, Mom 's atop mine. We stroked him as our tongues fluttered across this squashy tip. He groaned, shifting on his couch, his hairy pectus rising and falling as we pleased him.

The strait he made caused my pussy to uprise so wet and juicy. Every poke, every sucking, made my bitch frisson with impish desires. I whimpered in delight. My core hammered in my breast. I clenched my twat so tough as I pleasured him, aching to be filled by his shaft. I flicked my clapper up and down his tip, driving him wild.

"Oh, ass, yes,"he panted.

"Are you going to cum on our faces ?"Mom hissed."Are you going to spurt your grime spunk on my daughter 's face. On mine ?"

"Are you, president Carver ?"I moaned."On your barely legal scholarly person 's brass ?"

"Yes !"he groaned."Then you 'll work each other clean."

"We will,"I panted, our handwriting stroking his dick faster and faster. His cock twitched in our grip."We 'll snowball it back and forth."

"My slut-Daughter and I will drive you wild."

"So wild !"I cooed."Cum on my our faces, President Carver. Just paint our feature. Coat us in your spunk !"

"Yes,"he grunted."I will. So very much kindling on your faces. Oh, fuck, yes !"

He shuddered. His putz twitched in our mitt, spasming with his passion. Hot cream splattered our faces. We pressed our cheeks tight, opening our sass extensive. We wanted to ensure that he coated us with his nerve. That every drop painted our features and dripped down our faces. I whimpered, my twat dripping with my excitement as his jizz ran across my features.

It splattered into my mouth. I tasted the salty cum, loving it while my pop watched. The recliner he sat on creaked. I knew he savored our whorish behavior. He ordered us to do this. He wanted us to be such sluts. Mommy and daughter prostitutes.

"Yes, yes, yes !"President woodcarver grunted as the final attack of cum splattered across our foreheads.

The hot spunk running across our features, Mom and I turned to face up each former. We groaned like wanton puss. Our tongues bathed each other. We licked and gathered the cum running across each other 's faces. I savored the perverse delight, scooping it up on my tongue and swirling it through my mouth before gathering more.

I licked up my mom 's chin. Her tongue caressed over my forehead. We licked towards each other 's lip. I held the spunk in my mouth until we met in a kiss. Then my tongue shoved into her mouthpiece, carrying as practically jizz as possible.

I met her tongue laden with his spunk.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned, watching us. He stroked his softening cock, tidal bore for his mo wind."Clean each other up, sluts."

Our tongues passed his cum back and Forth River as more of his touchwood ran down my fount. I shuddered, loving the foul present moment, this wicked mother/daughter bonding. Our manus groped each other 's boob, squeezing and kneading each other while my snatch ...

My kitty-cat dripped with juices.

I whimpered, needing to touch myself. I squirmed as I knelt before the president, my puss on firing. But I kept groping my mom 's nipple. I squeezed her big boob as our tongues caressed each former until the jizz melted into our mouths.

Our treat gone, we licked up more off of each other.

"Damn,"groaned President Carver."You two are so depraved. And face at you, Leyla. Squirming like a sporting lady. Do you throw a hot cunt ?"

"A hot, barely effectual cunt,"I moaned as Mom licked spunk off my neck, her natural language so warm and wet.

"Mrs. Umayyah, your daughter needs your help,"our node moaned."Eat her bitch out right now. Lick up all her naughty juices."

"Yes, Ian,"Mom moaned, her eyes smoldering.

I did n't fight back her as she pushed me down on my back. I squeezed my house tits, smiling up at President Carver. He slipped out of his bathrobe entirely and stroked his half-hard peter, watching my mommy-slut pry apart my thighs, exposing my shave slit.

I still had a stringent pussy, but with all the fuck I was doing, I doubt it would remain that way for long. Then it would be proof of how much a fancy woman I was. Such a slut.

"Lick my puss, mum,"I moaned."Eat it for our client. We have to please him !"

"Yes, daughter !"

Her silky-black hair spilled over my thighs. I groaned at the caress of her hair. It made me throb. I sucked in a deep breath, my twat clenching and relaxing. succus flooded out of me. They trickled down to the sally of my ass as I anticipated the incestuous impinging of our flesh. I stared up at President Carver.

I moaned as Mom licked me.

Her clapper danced through my shaved folds. Her lips nuzzled into my cunt. She licked and fluttered her tongue, teasing me. I shuddered in pleasure. United States President George Washington Carver jerked his hardening dick faster, his eyes smoldering.

"This is what you wanted, is n't it ?"I moaned, squeezing my Lester Willis Young nipple, so business firm and pliant in my helping hand."Watching my mom eat my pussy ? You 're such a perv, are n't you ?"

"Yes,"he groaned.

"Lusting after your barely legal student. Wanting to fuck our rigorous bodies."

"I do,"he said, his heart racing so fast."I want to eff you all so hard."

"And you get to bonk us ! Me, Kimmy, Kendra, and Izzy. Just call my dada and pay him, then you can use any of our bodies whenever you want."

"Yes !"he panted.

I grinned at him and humped against my mom 's hungry sassing. Her tongue felt so pose thrashing through my snatch. She fluttered it up through my body, making me twitch and groan. I sucked in such cryptic intimation, my fingers squeezing my tits, kneading my delightful breasts. I thumbed my nipples, shooting tingles down to my pussy, meeting the delight Mom churned in my cunt.

I humped against her, grinding my shaved cunt on her hungry back talk. She moaned, her glassy eyes staring up my body as she feasted. Her paw shoved beneath my butt-cheeks, gripping them, squeezing them.

"That 's it, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Make me cum while President woodcarver watches. Show him how much of a pussy-whore you are. Ooh, yes, you 're my little cunt-muncher. My mommy muff-diver. Are n't you ?"

"Yes, Daughter,"she moaned."I love eating your cunt. It 's so yummy."

I shuddered as she lashed my button with her tongue. She batted it with her nub. I groaned, sucking in deep breaths as she swirled around it. My center bulged at the pleasure she generated. I whimpered, squirming on her as the delight surged through me. I gasped and moaned. My middle widened at the unadulterated pleasure she gave me.

"Mommy, yes, work me right there,"I groaned."Just eat me. Ooh, yes, you 're such a impish mama. You 're eating me out so hard."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned. Her tongue swirled through my twat."Cum on your mommy 's lips, girl !"

"Yes,"I hissed. I glanced up at President Carver."She 's going to make me set off. Do you want to see that ?"

"Yes !"he groaned.

"Of course of study you do,"I moaned."You love watching mother eat their slutty daughters cunts. Mmm, yes, I 'm going to just detonate on her mouth."

I shuddered harder, hearing Daddy 's slide fastener rasped. I saw him extract out his gumshoe, finally overcome with lust watching us. He stroked his dick, staring at me as I humped on Mom 's mouth. I fought the urge to grin at him.

I had to gorge my client.

Mom 's digit wormed into my butt-crack as she kneaded my asscheeks. I groaned as she found my sphincter. As she fluttered her tongue through my catch, she jammed a finger's breadth into my bastard. joy surged through me. I squeezed down on her as the pleasure rippled out of me.

My centre fluttered. I moaned out in delight. I trembled on the footing, sucking in deep breath as she pumped her fingers in and out of my SOB. She stirred them around, making me squirm and gasp.

The velvety delight rippled out of my intestine and into my pussy. Her tongue jammed deep into my bitch. She swirled it around. She drove me wild. I gasped and whimpered. My oculus widened at the delight of her tongue dancing around inside my pussy.

"Oh, yes, mama,"I whimpered."Oh, that 's it. Just lick my cunt and finger my asshole. crap me cum for President Carver."

"make her cum, slut,"groaned the president.

I shivered, my toes curling. I ground my cunt so hard into my Mom 's oral fissure. I let out a whimpering groan of pleasure. I squeezed my second joint about her cheeks, holding her head in place as her finger's breadth reamed in and out of my asshole.

Her tongue flicked out of my snatch to brush my clit.

pyrotechnic detonated inside of me.

Incestuous pleasure surged through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking on the floor as my pussy creamed her mouth. I flooded her so hard, my cream pouring into her sassing. She drank them down, gulping down the torrent of juice gushing out of me.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mommy-slut !"I howled."Lick my pussy. Drink up all my juices."

"Uh-huh,"chairwoman Carver groaned, watching me cum on my mother 's mouth.

And so did Daddy.

Muriel Spark exploded across my vision as I ground on my mother 's hungry backtalk. I whimpered and shuddered. I sucked in such thick breaths as she flailed her tongue through my cunt. She made my entire body frisson in ecstasy.

My mommy-slave pleased me.

My heart fluttering, my climax spilling through my organic structure, I asked my client,"Now what would you like us to do ?"

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Mrs. Umayyah

Leyla kissed me as she squirmed atop me, our breasts pressed tight. She licked her own snatch juices off my mouth. My bruised ass rubbed against the carpet, reminding me that I was a slave. My married man 's slave. And my daughter 's slave.

I loved it. It felt so decent. I savored Leyla 's lips on mine, her tart bitch 's smack lingering on my lips.

"Yes,"President carver groaned, kneeling between our spread unfold thighs as we writhed together."female parent and daughter."

Leyla moaned into my mouth as president sculptor rammed his peter into her just sound twat. She squirmed atop me, our nipples kissing as he fucked her. His chunk smacked into my button rubbing against my daughter 's bud. pleasance surged through me.

I groaned and gasped, kissing my girl harder, sharing this present moment. He fucked her like a cyprian. I held her so tight, our bodies squirming and writhing together. Leyla groaned into our buss, her center fluttering.

And then she whimpered in disappointment because it was my twist to groan.

President cutter 's shaft, coated in my daughter 's pussy juices, rammed into my slit. I shuddered in delight, my whorish, married snatch clenching down on his dick. Silky pleasure rippled through me as he pumped away.

"Oh, god, female parent and daughter ..."he grunted."They both feel so good."

"Uh-huh,"groaned my married man and captain, slowly stroking his dick as he watched, his eyes smoldering. He loved this.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my mommy-slut 's pussy !"Leyla moaned, grinding her clitoris into mine as she stared down into me."She needs it."

"So does my girl,"I purred, staring up into my mistress 's optic."She needs her juicy pussy filled by cock all the time."

"Yes !"President Carver groaned.

He ripped his cock out of my kitty and slammed it into my girl 's puss. She gasped, her youthful nerve twisting in rapture. She quivered on me, her house, Cy Young knocker rubbing on my mature, pillowy mounds.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my cunt !"groaned Leyla."Pound me, chairwoman carver and ... No !"

He ripped out of her cunt and plowed back into mine, groaning as he sank into the very puss that birthed my daughter. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through my body. I humped up against my daughter 's clitoris, our two buds kissing and grinding together, adding such juicy pleasure swirling through my depths.

My snap clenched down hard on our client 's pecker just as he ripped it out, leaving me feeling so void again. My daughter squealed out in delight as she was filled. His pecker rammed into her snatch, fucking her so hard. She shuddered and moaned. She got off on it. Her eyes rolled back into her point.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she whimpered.

And then he was back fucking my cunt.

"Oh, president Carver, Sudanese pound me ! pound up my whore cunt !"

Back and Forth he went, grunting, groaning, panting with his pleasure. Every time he buried into my twat, he brought me closer and unaired to cumming. My snap gripped him as I squirmed beneath my girl, rubbing our clits together.

But the small whore came first.

Her mouth opened wide with pleasure as her orgasm shuddered through her. She writhed atop me, raining hot kisses across my face as she squealed out her pleasure. Hot juices flooded over my cunt, pouring out of her juicy deepness as the pleasure spilled through her body.

President cutter grunted, groaned, pounding her scantily legal cunt harder and harder, staying in her longer than he had before. He enjoyed her spasming around her. I shuddered, so close to my own coming, my daughter 's clitoris detrition on mine, tribbing me.

"Cum in her depths,"I groaned to President woodcarver."Just unleash a flood of tinder in her."

"Yes !"squealed my daughter.

But our client new what he wanted. He pulled out of my daughter and rammed into my mature cunt. I shuddered at the smell of him pumping away as my daughter continued bucking atop me, her orgasm rolling through her dead body. I just shuddered as he grunted.

"Fuck !"he snarled.

Hot cum pumped into my married snatch. My husband and Master watched as a man who 'd paid to deliver sex with me, spilled his ejaculate into my slit. My cunt clenched down on the spurting cock, hot jizz spilling through me.

I erupted.

My pussycat convulsed about his dick. I spasmed beneath my daughter. She grinned down at me, hearing the pleasance busting from my lips. I convulsed into her physical structure, sliding her atop me as so much spunk filled my snatch.

"That 's it, Mommy-whore,"groaned Leyla."Ooh, yes, you love it. You love being a slut-slave !"

"I do !"I howled, ace dancing before my middle, darkness fuzzing across my imagination."It 's where I belong."

"Yes, yes, yes !"Leyla hissed, squirming harder on me. Then she looked over her shoulder joint."What would you like next, chairman carver ?"

"To see a founder fuck his daughter !"

Leyla squealed in delight.

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Leyla Umayyah

Being paid to fuck my pa was the most energise mo in my life. My pussy dripped with juice as I knelt on my hands and knees, wiggling my pelvic arch. United States President George Washington Carver sat on his frame nursing a beer, his peter dripping in the mix of my mom 's and my juices. It was so wicked.

"Fuck me, pop !"I moaned as Mom spread out before me, following Chief Executive cutter 's rules of order."Fuck your daughter-slut 's fuddled cunt !"

"Yes !"he growled, rubbing his dick against my juicy puss. He rubbed his dick up and down it, teasing me, making me thrill in anticipation.

"Yes,"chair statue maker said, such turpitude in his voice to find our family line incest."screw her so punishing while she eats out her whore-mother 's cunt."

"I 'll devour her, President sculpturer,"I moaned then licked my lips.

Mom scooted close enough, the chair 's cum running out of her snatch. I buried my face into her pussy and licked her grueling. My lingua dived through her folds, gathering the salty cum that spilled out of her onto my hungry tongue.

Daddy rammed his dick hard into my pussycat. I moaned into Mom 's cunt, trapped between my parents. Such depraved, incestuous lust surged through me. I groaned and whimpered, swiveling my coxa, stirring pappa 's peter around in my twat while I probed my tongue deep into Mom 's snatch.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck our girl, my passe-partout !"Mom moaned, humping her pussycat against me, her men playing with her big tits."She loves it. She 's squealing into my cunt."

"Yes, she does,"growled pa."My small flower sexual love being fucked by me."

"I do, dada !"I squeezed my pussy down on his dick, his cock reaching so deep into my barely legal twat."piece of tail me ! Pound me ! fix me cum while I eat Mommy-slut 's snatch !"

"Oh, fuck, yes,"groaned president Carver, watching the unrecorded, incestuous porn.

dada pounded me so hard. He rammed his peter into me with such deep, firmly thrusts. I whimpered and shuddered. Such ecstasy surged through me. Every clip he plunged into my pussy, waving of tingling delight washed through my body.

My clapper lapped through Mom 's flock as I wiggled my hips. I gathered up all the yummy cum I could, knowing President Carver watched with such hot eyes as I feasted on my mom 's pussy. My knife licked and lapped through her folds, driving her so wild.

She whimpered. She moaned. She squeezed her thighs about my face as I licked her clean. papa 's thrusts pressed my backtalk so tight to Mommy 's slit. I shuddered, trapped between them, pleasing the two masses who brought me into this world, the two hoi polloi who created me.

I loved being a slut. I loved pleasing everyone I could, especially my hunky papa and my cyprian mommy.

"My little flush,"growled Daddy, thrusting so hard into me. His heavy balls smacked into my cunt. My button drank in the impact. Such piddling sparks flew through me. I gasped and whimpered. The pleasure surged through my body.

"Cum in her, my master key,"Mom moaned, humping against me."Cum in the little slut 's slit. breed her while president George Washington Carver watches."

"Yes !"gasped the president."Breed your daughter !"

My eyes widened at how hot that sounded. I knew I might be pregnant right now. I had been having sex all week without protection. But I knew if I did get knocked up, it would be daddy 's babe. His mightily spermatozoon would fertilize my seed over any of the male child and men I 'd fucked.

"Yes, yes, cover me, Daddy !"I gasped into Mommy 's pussy.

He grunted, thrusting harder and harder into my cunt. He pounded me so hard. His crotch smacked into my fanny. His ball hammered my button. I shuddered, my eye rolling back into my head as the rapture surged through me. Such terrifically delight. It had me shuddering and shivering. I whimpered in unadulterated delight.

He churned me up to a hot froth.

He drove me wild.

His putz would breed me. His heavy balls, smacking over and over into my clit, contained so much of his seed. He would pump it into my slit and attain me explode on his peter. I squealed into my mom 's cunt, my kitty-cat clamping down so hard on his thrusting dick.

While chairman Carver watched, I came on my Daddy 's dick.

My bitch writhed about his thrusting dick. Waves of transport spilled through my body, churned by his hard dip. He grunted as I plowed into him. I shuddered, nuzzling my face into my mom 's tangy twat, tasting her ointment and the president 's cum.

"Cum in me, Daddy !"I howled, star topology dancing before my eyes."Breed me ! Breed your minuscule peak !"

"belt our slutty daughter up, my passkey !"

"Yes !"groaned our client.

daddy rammed his tool into my spasming slit. His cum erupted. Hot jizz stab into me depths. My eyes widened as I moaned into ma 's puss. I plunged my tongue deep into her depths, swirling around as blast after clap of fertile source pumped into my depths.

And I just knew it, somehow, that Daddy was breeding me right now. That his sperm would retrieve my egg. I would carry his sister. It hit me with such certainty as my cunt milked his dick dry, my body shuddering in rapture.

"You 're breeding her, my captain !"screamed Mommy, her body bucking and heaving, smearing her cunt across my face."Yes, yes, yes, yes !"

She came.

Our fellowship writhed together in heat as Daddy pumped the conclusion blast of his heart into my kitty. I shuddered, so glad mummy trained me to be a loose woman. My eye rolled back into my head as I welcomed every blast of hot spunk into my cunt.

"My slight heyday,"dad groaned, so wide-cut of love and satiated pleasure.

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Mrs Umayyah

My phone vibrated in my bird pouch as I said,"I want these problem completed by tomorrow. No excuses. You can do them."

The boys all nodded. They all sat up front, so eager to ogle my body in my skimpy dresses, my titty almost falling out of my bodices, the cockeyed bird clinging to my thighs. My married man and passe-partout had selected my vesture for calendar month now, controlling me utterly.

One boy, Greg, gave me such a smiling as the other students filed out of my classroom. Such a naughty shudder ran through me was I pulled out my phone. My pussy soaked the thong I wore as I checked the notification.

"You will fuck Greg during your lunch time period, adulteress,"Karim texted me.

My finger's breadth typed,"Yes, my Master."

I stopped before Greg 's desk and lifted my doll."Would you like to remove my panties ?"

"Fuck, yeah, Mrs. Umayyah !"he groaned, the pimply-faced boy almost jizzing right there on the spot.

I smiled. I loved my new life as a whore and a sex slave. Six months in, and I never wanted to go back. My husband and Master controlled me utterly. He gave me just what I needed. He made sure as shooting I was treated like a slut.

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Leyla Umayyah

I smiled at the mickle of Kimmy on her hands and knees being fucked from behind by Jalal on his bed. Her little titties bounced. She had her light-haired haircloth in pigtails, swaying about her expression. nine months, and they were still dating hard. She even wore a shoe collar that read :"Jalal 's Property."

Of course, she still fucked her Daddy. A girlfriend could never discontinue doing that. Plus, all the customer my daddy found for her to service.

Like me, she was a slut to her bones.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me so hard !"Kimmy moaned."Just ram that putz into me, Jalal. I need it so badly !"

The baby Monitor in my deal squawked. The sound of the babe crying made my mamilla bead with milk. Last week, I gave birthing to a beautiful daughter. I shivered and closed my little brother 's door, leaving him to his fun.

I smiled at the quite a little of little Muna in her crib, her dusky grimace scrunched up as she cried. The DNA exam proved she was Daddy 's girl. He 'd multiply me just like I thought. It was so wonderful to consume created a liveliness with him.

I scooped her up, cradling her in my arm, so happy in my new life. So gladiolus my female parent had trained me to be a slut. I never would have become dada 's wife nor have gained my mamma as a sex slave if she had n't. I never would have the pleasure of fucking so many guys and gals. I would own repressed my desires, forcing myself to become a good, Muslim woman.

Until it exploded out of me like it had with Mom.

And when my daughter was old enough, I 'd draw sure she understood there was nix wrong with her sexuality. She could explore it however she wanted. And maybe Daddy would breed a boy in me, a brother for Muna to search with.

I was such a slut.

The END