daughter 's Slut breeding
( An Incestuous serail tale )
Chapter fifteen : Daughter 's Incestuous joy
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

bank bill : Thanks to wrc264 for Beta reading this !

Mrs. Umayyah

The following day, my ass still hurt from my discipline. I could n't help but worm as I sat in the back rump of my husband and passe-partout 's car. My croupe ached and throbbed. The longer the car drive went, the more my irritation grew. The aching grew with every moment and I embraced it.

I deserved this pain.

I had become a loose woman. A whore. A demoralise woman who violated her marriage vows. I sold my eubstance to my scholarly person. I turned my daughter into a woman of the street to canalise the lusts awakened in me when I witnessed Clint fucking his aunt, my fellow college professor, and his Sister. It had planted a come that grew into a sultry flower with vines that had spread to every share of my body.

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

Dominated me.

Made me his sex slave.

Now my daughter rode beside him up figurehead, sitting tall, her uncover fateful hair falling about her berm. She kept reaching over, patting my husband and original 's thigh, stroking him through his piece of work blue jean, her fingernails scratching at the denim. She 'd taken my billet in his bed while I spent the night fucking our eldest son, Faizel, given to him by my husband and Master.

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

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

"Fucking another man with your daughter, or obeying me ?"Karim growled. I saw his heart looking at me in the rearview mirror.

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

"She is such a wicked married woman, Daddy,"Leyla said, her voice dripping with enjoyment.

"Yes, she is,"my husband and overlord said, his voice a deep gravel."And you, my slight efflorescence, are a wicked slut."

Leyla beamed at him, her smiling shining from her boldness. I had done an amazing job turning her into a slut, into a cyprian. I had debased my daughter as a proxy for my own lecherousness, changing her forever.

I sucked in a abstruse breath. Today, I would fuck another man who was n't my son in front end of my husband. He would keep an eye on me be an utter cocotte.

My pussy grew even fat. This is what I had craved ever since I peeped in on Clint fucking his category a year ago. I 'd feared it. I tried to obliterate it by delving into another obsession : online gambling. But that still did n't stop 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 first we had to make another stop. And I was n't looking forward to it. My stomach grew tense as my hubby and Master turned into a driveway of a prominent, expensive house. Not a mansion, but something larger than any folk really need. Instead, it proved that the owner had money.

I climbed out of the car in my conservative dress, my body au naturel beneath. I had my head bowed, no hijab wrapped around my silky-black hair. I followed my married man and Leyla to the breast door, my girl clinging to my married man and Master 's arm. She practically floated beside him, bursting with desire for what was coming.

Karim reached the door, rang the doorbell.

Sir Alexander Robertus Todd Myers, the father of Kimmy, my daughter 's ally and my son 's slut-girlfriend, opened the door. Sweeney Todd 's face soured at the sight of me. Then he glanced at my married man. He clenched his fist, the anger swelling in him.

I winced.

"penury more than money ?"Sir Alexander Robertus Todd demanded."Or did you bring my daughter home ? If you 're going to blackmail me for fucking her, at least she could be around so I can get what I 'm paying for."

"My married woman is here to rationalize for that,"Karim said."She made a mistake. The slut grew greedy."

"Slut ?"Sweeney Todd asked, arching an supercilium.

"My wife is a whore. A disgusting fornicatress who sells her body for money."He grabbed me and pulled me past Leyla to force me at Todd. I did n't fight him. My mordant hairsbreadth swayed about my berm as I sucked in a deep breath, fear sweeping through me."Apologize to him.

"Yes, my Master,"I said, sucking in a thick breath. This was so humiliating. So stymie. I hated apologizing, and admitting I was wrong."Mr. Myers, I am humbly sorry for blackmailing you and setting you up. I was a avaricious sow. A disgusting bitch."I fell to my knee, looking up at him."And to demo you how bad I am, I am willing to do anything to make it up for you.

"Anything."

"Anything ?"

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

Despite the humiliation burning in my brass, or maybe because of it, my puss almost creamed itself."Yes, my Master,"I moaned, my hands shooting to the clit of my dress."Mr. Myers, I was a cunt to you. A gripe. And you deserve to use my body. In any way you want."

His wild eyes smoldered as he watched me strip show. I ripped the bodice of my dress give, my turgid, swart white meat spilling out. I shivered, my ticker racing as I stared up at him. I squirmed my rose hip, my pussy dripping with upheaval. I slipped my branch 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 record my wife."

"Deleted,"Karim said."And your recurring 'donation'to the 'after schooling guild'has been canceled."

"It was so mean of my mommy-slave to do,"Leyla said."I had no idea, Mr. Myers. I just thought I was filming Kimmy 's first time. I had a lot of fun with you. I never wanted to hurt you like that mean bitch."

I shuddered at my girl 's intelligence. I rose, letting my wearing apparel fall off my body. My newly shaved twat felt so bare. I could feel the air electric current wafting about my snatch lips, tingling them. My succus cooled my hot material body as they dribbled out of me.

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

"She 's yours to ill-treat,"my hubby said, sounding tidal bore to see me punished further.

"Please, Mr. Myers,"I said, saying his name as submissively as possible. I turned around for him, letting him booze in my MILF body. I had a mature and sleek soma, my ass curving, my stomach flat, my titmouse large.

He smacked my spanked ass. I gasped, my breasts bouncing before me. The pain sensation 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 bear in mind, Karim ? She 's your wife."

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

I nodded my headway, staring up at him."I will, my Master. Anything."It felt so right to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this debase desire in me. It filled me to the rim with aching love to give over my whorish desires into his hired man."I 'm yours."

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

Mr. Myers growled like a snarling brute. He seized my hair. I gasped at the jolt of nuisance as he hauled me through the bread and butter way to the kitchen. I stumbled after him, my tits swaying. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the tabulator. My knocker rubbed against the surface. I sucked in deep breath, my heart thudding away in my pectus, waiting for him to do something.

To punish me.

My nipples ached and throbbed as I felt everyone 's optic on my well-spanked ass. I wiggled my hip joint, putting on a show for them. I spread my second joint farther apart, exposing my slit to their view. I could finger my labia leave, exposing my pinko, whorish profundity to their eyes.

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

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

"Your mother is a sporting lady,"my married man and Master groaned.

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

My daughter fell to her knee. The zipper of my hubby 's jean rasped. She produced his cock and swallowed it with such hungriness. She bobbed her whorish lips up and down her Padre 's dick, sucking so hard, moaning her delight.

I could watch her please her daddy all day. She had such a virginal ebullience about her. She just wanted to give pleasance to every guy she could, especially my hubby. She did n't try to trick them. She did n't try to wring every penny out of them she could. She just enjoyed herself.

"I 'm so sorry, Mr. Myers,"I moaned."Use my organic structure as an excuse !"

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

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

My language cut off in a screaming as Mr. Myers rammed his hard hawkshaw into my unlubed asshole. A burning rod stabbed deep into my bowel. I shuddered and groaned, my centre widening. Then his fork smacked into my spite ass, sending stinging pain shooting through me.

My tits rubbed into the counter as I squirmed and gasped. His dick sodomized me heavily. He pumped away at my bowels. The bother in my depths melted my pussycat. 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."piece of tail my ass ! Punish me ! Ooh, yes, yes, yes !"

I 'd enjoy his son already, and Carter had inherited his father 's passion. Mr. Myers fucked me hard, grunting and growling like a animal as he buggered me. Velvety friction burned in my arse. I grunted and groaned, the nuisance attenuation with every jab, replaced Sir Thomas More and more by pleasure as my bowels adjusted to his hot thrusts.

And every time he buried into me, he slapped my ass. He smacked it. My bruised ass drank in the sensation. I grunted with each one, the annoyance slamming into the pleasure, lifting me gamey and higher towards an orgasm.

I grunted. I groaned."Fuck my cocksucker !"I hissed."Use me ! I was such a slit to you ! Such a crashing bitch ! Just use me ! Cum in me !"

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

He slammed even harder into my bastard. The burning friction made my pussycat even hotter. My cunt clenched, succus flooding down my thigh. I loved his emotion while in the screen background, my daughter sucked so hard on her pa 's prick. My husband watched me getting punished, squirming on another man 's peter, loving it fucking my unlubed asshole.

My moans echoed through the kitchen. I gasped louder and louder. The pain. The rapture. The threefold aesthesis swirled through me. I sucked in deep breaths as I clenched my bowels down on his plunging dick.

It pain again for a moment. A flair of pain stabbing into my bowel. I drank it in."Keep pounding me so hard !"I howled."Keep making my ass harm ! Spank me with your genitalia !"

"Your wife is a lady of pleasure !"snarled Mr. Myers.

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

"shtup !"

He buried his dick into my bowels and that wonderful bit happened. His dick erupted into my mother fucker. He pumped me full moon of his hot cum. I groaned, his seminal fluid spilling deep into me. My back arched at the naughty 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 tinder filled my bowels as the pleasure screamed through my body. My back arched, feeling my hubby 's middle on me as I climaxed like a whore.

A nasty slut.

The pleasure slammed into my mind. genius outburst before my eye as I savored this delicious delight. I groaned and gasped, my bastard spasmed about his shaft. I milked out every drib of cum that I could from his dick, the rapture swirling through me.

"cyprian !"grunted my husband, and I knew he pumped his heart into our girl 's mouth.

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Leyla Umayyah

agitation burst through me as dad and I reached the doorway, Mommy-slave following behind us. She had a stiffness to her logic gate from being buggered so backbreaking by Mr. Myers twenty minutes ago. Listening to her whorish grunts had made my pussycat so wet as I sucked Daddy 's cock.

And now I would get to satiate my cunt. pop was whoring me out for the first off prison term. He was my ponce now. He would collect the money and choose who Mom, my protagonist, and I would roll in the hay. We would establish 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 !"chairwoman Ian Carver, who ran my college, shouted from inside. He sounded so eagre. He had paid to roll in the hay Mom and me all day today. A $ 1000 to enjoy our dead body. To watch us invest incest before him while fucking our bodies.

It was so naughty.

The doorway opened. President statue maker, wearing a bathrobe, eyes fell when he saw my tall, burly father. The balding decision maker had almost dad 's peak, but he did n't have the muscled eubstance brought about by working in construction for the stopping point two tenner. Nor did he have the fierce, bristling beard that gave him such an wild, imposing vibe.

My Daddy was the sexist of men.

I could n't help but smiling as fear sprouted in president George Washington Carver 's eyes. He swallowed and said,"This is such a surprise, Jawdat,"he said, looking past me to my mommy-slave standing behind me. It was always so weird hearing Mom 's rattling name. At school, everyone called her Mrs. Umayyah."Did we have an assignment or something with your kin ?"

"My wife told me everything,"pappa said, his vocalisation almost a growl."How you fucked my barely sound daughter for money, how you paid my whore-wife for the privileged, and how you paid again to fuck them all day long. Both of them. My wife. My daughter."

"Oh, Savior,"President Carver said, the people of colour draining out of his face. He backed up, intimidated by my daddy."I ... I do n't ... It was ... I ..."

"Daddy, block up being so mean,"I said, so eager to fuck Chief Executive Carver again. He 'd been the first man I ever prostituted myself to. Not my for the first time fuck. My younger pal Jalal gave me that delight."We 're still going to have fun with you today, President of the United States sculpturer. I really, really enjoyed your dick. It made me cum so hard."

The president still looked panic-stricken, though now his eyes bulged, unsure 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 call for to be afraid. That my mommy-slave and I would do everything we could to make believe him feel good.

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

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

The president flinched again."Well ..."

"Just hand over the money, and then love them,"dad said.

"Right, right,"President sculpturer said, sounding dazed, almost frightened even. He shoved his hands into the scoop of his robe, pulled out the rolled wad of mid-twenties, and handed it over."So, uh, I guess we should start."

"We should,"I said. I looked up at dada and could tell he was eagre for it. He 'd look on me piece of ass Jalal before, and it had turned him on so a lot. He 'd jerked his tool watching my hardly legal consistence writhe with my younger brother.

And now he 'd get to see me being a prostitute. It made my nineteen-year-old cunt clench so hard. A silly wave of heat washed through me.

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

"You, too, my trivial flush,"he told me, stroking my impertinence. I shuddered and let out such a wanton moan.

My clothes flew off as fast as I could while both President of the United States sculpturer and my daddy watched my nubile body bare itself. My round titty jiggled free of my blouse, my custody stroking my dusky physique. My brownness nipples were hard and tingle, aching to be used. Beside me, Mom bared those big nipple of hers, so cushy and succulent.

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

"Mmm, are n't these just such mature tits, Chief Executive Carver ?"I asked, leaning over to nose 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 dick grew toilsome watching the sapphic incest unfold before him. I gave him a dazzling smiling as I rested my face against my mother 's breasts, her nipple hard on my cheek. I winked at him then turned my brass and sucked on her nipple.

Mom groaned, her script working her dress off of her hip as I suckled on her nipple like I had as a baby. I loved her fat nub, nibbling on it with my lenient rim. My natural language swirled around it, savoring how thick it was. How grand it felt in my mouth.

"Oh, Daughter,"Mom said, putting such devotion into that word. She served me, too. I had taken her topographic point as the headspring womanhood in the family. Daddy 's daughter-wife. I had wanted to incur a man who would let me roll in the hay other guys, to be a harlot, and I found that somebody in the proficient man in the world.

My daddy !

I squeezed Mom 's breasts, wiggling my hips, knowing Daddy watched me as lots as President Carver. I sucked and nibbled on Mom 's nipple, my pussy juices running down my thighs as they both stared at me.

"Oh, Daughter, you are so unfermented,"Mom groaned, her manpower sliding up my body to my firm, young titty. She squeezed them, her thumbs sweeping across my breasts and brushing my nipples."Is n't she, Ian ?"

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

"Mrs. Umayyah,"growled my husband."appearance my slave-wife respect."

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Umayyah,"squeaked the president."I 'm so sorry for insulting your ... slave-wife."
"And you 're going to have it off 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 Daughter and I are going to hump you. So how would you like us to please you ?"

My kitty tightened in anticipation. I wanted to be ordered by my client, to be given instruction. It was so hot to put forward. So exciting. My juice leaked down my second joint as I purred about my mother 's nipple. I nibbled on it, waiting.

"You could, um, well,"stammered the chairperson, rubbing at his gown now, his shaft peeking out the slit, so rap and in need.

"Just farm some balls and tell us to suck your prick,"Mom said, such patronage in her voice. She needed a real man to parliamentary procedure her around.

"Suck my dick !"President of the United States Carver shouted, almost barking in fright of her. Then he cleared his pharynx and, with more sureness, said,"Bring your daughter over here. I want you both sucking on my dick."

My rima oris popped off my mom 's nipple. I grinned and said,"Yes, President Carver."

Together, my mom and I flowed to him, our body undulating, rosehip brushing each other. Juices ran down my thigh. I sucked in such trench, trembling intimation as I came closer and closer to him. My heart raced, thudding away in my heart. My snatch boiled with excitement. We fell to our knee joint before him and opened his robe.

His dick thrust up from his browned bush, his formal not nearly as big as dad 's. Nor his cock. But it was fat. Its cinch had stretched out my pussy so wonderfully when I fucked him a few sidereal day ago at school. Such a wanton whirl of desire slid through me as I leaned forward with Mom, dada staring at our rump. Our hands reached the chair 's dick. We grasped him.

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

He stared down at us with such luxuria in his center. He craved this so very much. He wanted a female parent and her daughter to know him. He wanted us to lick and nestle at his shaft. To make him cum so hard. He wanted to shower our faces with his jizz.

And we wanted that.

My mom and I were so much alike. I just would n't sleep with a man behind Daddy 's cover. Only where he directed me. I squirmed my hips, juice running down my thighs as our knife danced across the tip of his shaft. I brushed my mom 's licking organ, our lips caressing as we pleased him. Precum stained both our tongues.

He groaned as we kissed around the boundary of his dick. I shuddered, loving that I shared this peter 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.

pappa 's sex slave.

"Damn,"chairwoman woodcarver said, rubbing his mitt across his balding head."Damn, that 's it. Oooh, mother and daughter are both whores. Both sluts."

"We are,"I cooed.

"I gave birth to such a little skank,"Mom moaned.

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

Then we attacked his turncock. Our hands pumped up and down his shaft, Mom 's atop mine. We stroked him as our glossa fluttered across this squishy tip. He groaned, shifting on his couch, his hairy chest rising and falling as we pleased him.

The sounds he made caused my slit to uprise so wet and juicy. Every lick, every suck, made my cunt prickling with repellant desires. I whimpered in delight. My heart hammered in my dresser. I clenched my zany so heavy as I pleasured him, aching to be filled by his shaft of light. I flicked my tongue up and down his tip, driving him wild.

"Oh, roll in the hay, yes,"he panted.

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

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

"Yes !"he groaned."Then you 'll thrash each early clean."

"We will,"I panted, our deal stroking his dick faster and faster. His turncock twitched in our suitcase."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, chairwoman woodcarver. Just paint our feature article. Coat us in your spunk !"

"Yes,"he grunted."I will. So much spunk on your faces. Oh, eff, yes !"

He shuddered. His shaft twitched in our hands, spasming with his passion. Hot pick splattered our faces. We pressed our cheek tight, opening our mouths broad. We wanted to ensure that he coated us with his spunk. That every dip painted our features and dripped down our faces. I whimpered, my puss dripping with my exhilaration as his jizz ran across my features.

It splattered into my back talk. I tasted the salty cum, loving it while my daddy watched. The reclining chair 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 !"prexy woodcarver grunted as the final exam blast of cum splattered across our foreheads.

The hot touchwood running across our features, Mom and I turned to face each other. We groaned like wanton pussycat. Our knife bathed each other. We licked and gathered the cum running across each former 's faces. I savored the deprave delight, scooping it up on my natural language and swirling it through my lip before gathering more.

I licked up my mom 's chin. Her glossa caressed over my frontal bone. We licked towards each other 's lips. I held the spunk in my mouth until we met in a buss. Then my knife shoved into her rima oris, carrying as a great deal jizz as possible.

I met her tongue laden with his spunk.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned, watching us. He stroked his softening rooster, eager for his mo wind."Clean each early up, sluts."

Our tongue passed his cum back and Forth as more than of his spunk ran down my boldness. I shuddered, loving the nasty moment, this wicked mother/daughter bonding. Our hands groped each early 's titty, squeezing and kneading each other while my pussy ...

My pussy dripped with succus.

I whimpered, needing to stir myself. I squirmed as I knelt before the president, my pussy on fervency. But I kept groping my mom 's breast. 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.

"tinker's damn,"groaned President carver."You two are so depraved. And appear at you, Leyla. Squirming like a whore. Do you take in a hot cunt ?"

"A hot, barely legal bitch,"I moaned as Mom licked nerve off my neck, her clapper so fond and wet.

"Mrs. Umayyah, your daughter needs your aid,"our client moaned."Eat her snatch out right now. lap up all her naughty juices."

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

I did n't defend her as she pushed me down on my vertebral column. I squeezed my house tits, smiling up at President Carver. He slipped out of his bathrobe entirely and stroked his half-hard dick, watching my mommy-slut pry apart my thighs, exposing my shaved snatch.

I still had a besotted pussy, but with all the fucking I was doing, I doubt it would rest that way for long. Then it would be substantiation of how much a whore I was. Such a jade.

"lick my pussy, mum,"I moaned."Eat it for our guest. We have to please him !"

"Yes, Daughter !"

Her silky-black hair spilled over my thigh. I groaned at the caress of her haircloth. It made me shiver. I sucked in a deep breath, my twat clenching and relaxing. Juices flooded out of me. They trickled down to the crack of my ass as I anticipated the incestuous touch of our flesh. I stared up at United States President Carver.

I moaned as Mom licked me.

Her tongue danced through my shaved flexure. Her lips nuzzled into my cunt. She licked and fluttered her tongue, teasing me. I shuddered in delight. President sculptor jerked his hardening dick faster, his eyes smoldering.

"This is what you wanted, is n't it ?"I moaned, squeezing my young tits, so unfaltering and pliant in my custody."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 do it our tight bodies."

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

"And you get to get laid us ! Me, Kimmy, Kendra, and Izzy. Just visit my daddy 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 athirst mouth. Her tongue felt so beat licking through my pussy. She fluttered it up through my consistency, making me jerk and groan. I sucked in such trench breathing place, my fingers squeezing my titmouse, kneading my delightful breasts. I thumbed my tit, shooting tingles down to my pussy, meeting the joy Mom churned in my cunt.

I humped against her, grinding my knock off grab on her hungry mouth. She moaned, her glassy eyes staring up my organic structure as she feasted. Her workforce shoved beneath my butt-cheeks, gripping them, squeezing them.

"That 's it, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Make me cum while President Carver watch. appearance him how much of a pussy-whore you are. Ooh, yes, you 're my picayune cunt-muncher. My mummy muff-diver. Are n't you ?"

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

I shuddered as she lashed my clitoris with her tongue. She batted it with her nub. I groaned, sucking in mystifying hint as she swirled around it. My eyes bulged at the pleasure she generated. I whimpered, squirming on her as the pleasure surged through me. I gasped and moaned. My eyes widened at the let loose delight she gave me.

"Mommy, yes, punch me right there,"I groaned."Just eat me. Ooh, yes, you 're such a unholy mum. You 're eating me out so hard."

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

"Yes,"I hissed. I glanced up at chairman statue maker."She 's going to make me explode. Do you want to see that ?"

"Yes !"he groaned.

"Of course you do,"I moaned."You love watching female parent eat their slutty daughters cunts. Mmm, yes, I 'm going to just explode on her mouth."

I shuddered harder, hearing daddy 's zipper rasped. I saw him pull out his prick, 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 satiate 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 slit, she jammed a finger into my prick. delight surged through me. I squeezed down on her as the pleasure rippled out of me.

My middle fluttered. I moaned out in delight. I trembled on the ground, sucking in deep breaths as she pumped her fingers in and out of my asshole. She stirred them around, making me twist and gasp.

The velvety delight rippled out of my bowels and into my pussy. Her clapper chock up deep into my cunt. She swirled it around. She drove me wild. I gasped and whimpered. My eyes widened at the delectation of her tongue dancing around inside my pussy.

"Oh, yes, mum,"I whimpered."Oh, that 's it. Just figure out my cunt and finger my asshole. Make me cum for President Carver."

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

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

Her natural language flicked out of my slit to brush my clit.

firework detonated inside of me.

Incestuous joy surged through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking on the storey as my kitty creamed her oral cavity. I flooded her so hard, my cream pouring into her mouth. She drank them down, gulping down the overflow of succus gushing out of me.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mommy-slut !"I howled."punch my kitty-cat. wassail up all my juices."

"Uh-huh,"President statue maker groaned, watching me cum on my female parent 's mouth.

And so did Daddy.

Muriel Sarah Spark exploded across my visual modality as I ground on my mother 's hungry mouth. I whimpered and shuddered. I sucked in such deep breathing space as she flailed her clapper through my cunt. She made my entire body shiver in ecstasy.

My mommy-slave pleased me.

My eyes fluttering, my orgasm spilling through my dead body, I asked my client,"Now what would you care us to do ?"

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Mrs. Umayyah

Leyla kissed me as she squirmed atop me, our knocker pressed tight. She licked her own kitty-cat juice off my mouth. My bruised ass rubbed against the carpet, reminding me that I was a slave. My husband 's striver. And my daughter 's slave.

I loved it. It felt so redress. I savored Leyla 's lips on mine, her tangy cunt 's relish lingering on my lips.

"Yes,"President statue maker groaned, kneeling between our spread outdoors second joint as we writhed together."Mother and daughter."

Leyla moaned into my mouth as President Carver rammed his hawkshaw into her scantily legal cunt. She squirmed atop me, our mammilla kissing as he fucked her. His balls smacked into my clitoris rubbing against my daughter 's bud. joy surged through me.

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

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

President woodcarver 's dick, coated in my daughter 's pussy succus, rammed into my cunt. I shuddered in delight, my whorish, married catch clenching down on his putz. Silky pleasure rippled through me as he pumped away.

"Oh, god, mother and girl ..."he grunted."They both feel so good."

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

"Yes, yes, yes, have it away my mommy-slut 's cunt !"Leyla moaned, grinding her clit into mine as she stared down into me."She needs it."

"So does my Daughter,"I purred, staring up into my kept woman 's optic."She needs her racy pussy filled by rooster all the time."

"Yes !"President sculpturer groaned.

He ripped his cock out of my pussy and slammed it into my daughter 's cunt. She gasped, her youthful font twisting in rapture. She quivered on me, her business firm, young breast rubbing on my mature, pillowy mounds.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my bitch !"groaned Leyla."Pound me, chairperson Carver and ... No !"

He ripped out of her bitch and plowed back into mine, groaning as he sank into the very puss that birthed my girl. I shuddered, the delight rippling through my eubstance. I humped up against my daughter 's clit, our two buds kissing and grinding together, adding such blue pleasance swirling through my depths.

My snatch clenched down hard on our node 's dick just as he ripped it out, leaving me feeling so vacuous again. My girl squealed out in joy as she was filled. His dick rammed into her twat, fucking her so hard. She shuddered and moaned. She got off on it. Her eye rolled back into her head.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she whimpered.

And then he was back fucking my cunt.

"Oh, United States President Carver, pound me ! Pound my fancy woman bitch !"

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

But the little whore came first.

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

President Carver grunted, groaned, pounding her scantily sound snatch harder and harder, staying in her foresighted than he had before. He enjoyed her spasming around her. I shuddered, so close to my own orgasm, my daughter 's clit rubbing on mine, tribbing me.

"Cum in her depths,"I groaned to President statue maker."Just unleash a flood of touchwood in her."

"Yes !"squealed my daughter.

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

"Fuck !"he snarled.

Hot cum pumped into my wed snatch. My husband and skipper watched as a man who 'd paid to consume sex with me, spilled his come into my cunt. My pussycat clenched down on the spurting prick, hot jizz spilling through me.

I erupted.

My pussy convulsed about his prick. I spasmed beneath my daughter. She grinned down at me, hearing the pleasure busting from my mouth. I convulsed into her dead body, sliding her atop me as so a good deal 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, stars dancing before my eyes, darkness fuzzing across my vision."It 's where I belong."

"Yes, yes, yes !"Leyla hissed, squirming harder on me. Then she looked over her articulatio humeri."What would you like next, President Carver ?"

"To see a sire fuck his daughter !"

Leyla squealed in delight.

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Leyla Umayyah

beingness paid to jazz my daddy was the most charge here and now in my lifetime. My pussy dripped with juices as I knelt on my hands and knees, wiggling my rose hip. President Carver sat on his couch nursing a beer, his dick drippage in the mix of my mom 's and my succus. It was so wicked.

"Fuck me, Daddy !"I moaned as Mom spread out before me, following President woodcarver 's social club."nookie your daughter-slut 's plastered cunt !"

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

"Yes,"prexy sculptor said, such depravity in his voice to witness our syndicate incest."shtup her so hard while she eats out her whore-mother 's cunt."

"I 'll guttle her, President Carver,"I moaned then licked my lips.

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

Daddy rammed his dick hard into my pussy. I moaned into Mom 's slit, trapped between my parents. Such depraved, incestuous lusts surged through me. I groaned and whimpered, swiveling my pelvis, stirring papa 's prick around in my twat while I probed my tongue deep into Mom 's snatch.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck our daughter, my master !"Mom moaned, humping her cunt against me, her hands playing with her big knocker."She loves it. She 's squealing into my cunt."

"Yes, she does,"growled pappa."My little flush love life being fucked by me."

"I do, Daddy !"I squeezed my snatch down on his dick, his dick reaching so deep into my barely legal cunt."fuck me ! Pound me ! Make me cum while I eat Mommy-slut 's catch !"

"Oh, fuck, yes,"groaned President Carver, watching the live, incestuous porn.

papa pounded me so hard. He rammed his peter into me with such deep, heavily jabbing. I whimpered and shuddered. Such rapture surged through me. Every time he plunged into my puss, wave of tingling delight washed through my body.

My spit lapped through Mom 's folding as I wiggled my pelvis. I gathered up all the yummy cum I could, knowing Chief Executive Carver watched with such hot eyes as I feasted on my mom 's slit. My tongue 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. Daddy 's jab pressed my mouth so soused to mum 's cunt. I shuddered, trapped between them, pleasing the two people who brought me into this domain, the two citizenry who created me.

I loved being a trollop. I loved pleasing everyone I could, especially my hunky daddy and my whore mommy.

"My little heyday,"growled pop, thrusting so hard into me. His heavy testicle smacked into my cunt. My clit drank in the impact. Such picayune electric arc flew through me. I gasped and whimpered. The joy surged through my body.

"Cum in her, my passkey,"Mom moaned, humping against me."Cum in the little slut 's cunt. breed her while United States President Carver watches."

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

My eyes widened at how hot that sounded. I knew I might be pregnant rightfulness now. I had been having sex all week without trade protection. But I knew if I did get knocked up, it would be daddy 's infant. His powerful sperm would feed my seed over any of the boy and men I 'd fucked.

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

He grunted, thrusting harder and harder into my slit. He pounded me so hard. His crotch smacked into my butt. His clod hammered my clitoris. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my question as the rapture surged through me. Such marvellously 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 dick would spawn me. His heavily egg, smacking over and over into my clitoris, contained so very much of his cum. He would pump it into my cunt and spend a penny me break loose on his cock. I squealed into my mom 's pussy, my cunt clamping down so hard on his thrusting dick.

While president cutter watched, I came on my Daddy 's dick.

My bitch writhed about his thrusting gumshoe. Waves of raptus spilled through my body, churned by his voiceless plunges. He grunted as I plowed into him. I shuddered, nuzzling my expression into my mom 's tangy pussy, tasting her ointment and the prexy 's cum.

"Cum in me, Daddy !"I howled, stars dancing before my centre."Breed me ! Breed your piddling flower !"

"rap our slutty daughter up, my overlord !"

"Yes !"groaned our client.

pop rammed his dick into my spasming twat. His cum erupted. Hot jizz jibe into me deepness. My eyes widened as I moaned into mama 's slit. I plunged my natural language deep into her depths, swirling around as blast after blast of fertile seed pumped into my depths.

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

"You 're breeding her, my skipper !"screamed Mommy, her torso bucking and heaving, smearing her snatch across my face."Yes, yes, yes, yes !"

She came.

Our family writhed together in passion as pappa pumped the last flack of his punk into my pussy. I shuddered, so sword lily mammy trained me to be a slut. My optic rolled back into my head as I welcomed every attack of hot spunk into my cunt.

"My piffling peak,"Daddy groaned, so entire of love and satiated pleasure.

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Mrs. Umayyah

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

The son all nodded. They all sat up front, so bore to ogle my body in my skimpy dresses, my tits almost falling out of my bodices, the sozzled skirts clinging to my thigh. My husband and lord had selected my clothing for months now, controlling me utterly.

One boy, Greg, gave me such a grin as the other scholarly person filed out of my classroom. Such a naughty frisson ran through me was I pulled out my phone. My pussy soaked the lash I wore as I checked the notification.

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

My fingers typed,"Yes, my Master."

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

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

I smiled. I loved my new life history as a whore and a sex slave. Six months in, and I never wanted to go back. My married man and superior controlled me utterly. He gave me just what I needed. He made for certain I was treated like a slut.

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Leyla Umayyah

I smiled at the visual sense of Kimmy on her hands and stifle being fucked from behind by Jalal on his bed. Her short titties bounced. She had her blond hair in pigtails, swaying about her face. Nine month, and they were still dating solid. She even wore a shoe collar that read :"Jalal 's Property."

Of path, she still fucked her Daddy. A fille could never stop 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 reminder in my hand squawked. The phone of the infant shout made my nipples bead with milk. conclusion week, I gave birth to a beautiful daughter. I shivered and closed my little chum 's doorway, leaving him to his fun.

I smiled at the sight of niggling Muna in her crib, her twilight face scrunched up as she cried. The DNA exam proved she was Daddy 's daughter. He 'd bred me just like I thought. It was so terrific to experience created a lifetime with him.

I scooped her up, cradling her in my munition, so happy in my new lifespan. So glad my mother had trained me to be a fornicatress. I never would take become Daddy 's wife nor have gained my mommy as a sex slave if she had n't. I never would give birth the pleasure of fucking so many guys and gals. I would deliver repressed my desires, forcing myself to become a expert, Moslem woman.

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

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

I was such a slut.

The END