daughter 's Slut Training
( An Incestuous seraglio Story )
Chapter fifteen : daughter 's Incestuous delight
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

bank bill : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

Mrs. Umayyah

The adjacent day, my ass still hurt from my field. I could n't help but worm as I sat in the back seat of my husband and passe-partout 's car. My rump ached and throbbed. The retentive the car drive went, the more my discomfort grew. The ache grew with every here and now and I embraced it.

I deserved this pain.

I had become a slut. A cocotte. A pervert cleaning lady who violated her marriage vows. I sold my body to my educatee. I turned my daughter into a prostitute to channel the lecherousness awakened in me when I witnessed Clint fucking his aunty, my young man college professor, and his sisters. It had planted a seed that grew into a sultry flower with vines that had spread to every piece of my body.

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

Dominated me.

Made me his sex slave.

Now my daughter rode beside him up front, sitting tall, her bring out black hair falling about her articulatio humeri. She kept reaching over, patting my husband and superior 's thigh, stroking him through his work denim, her fingernails scratching at the blue jean. She 'd taken my place in his bed while I spent the Nox fucking our eldest son, Faizel, given to him by my husband and Master.

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

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

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

"Both, my passkey,"I answered, rubbing my deal before me, my pussy so juicy."It 'll be so gamey to pleasure him with our daughter."

"She is such a wicked wife, Daddy,"Leyla said, her voice dripping with delectation.

"Yes, she is,"my husband and overlord said, his vocalization a oceanic abyss gravel."And you, my petty flower, are a disgusting slut."

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

I sucked in a deep breath. Today, I would have sex another man who was n't my son in front line of my married man. He would catch me be an utter whore.

My pussy grew even juicier. This is what I had craved ever since I peeped in on Clint fucking his sept a twelvemonth ago. I 'd feared it. I tried to hide it by delving into another fixation : 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 husband and original turned into a drive of a large, expensive business firm. Not a mansion, but something gravid than any house really need. Instead, it proved that the proprietor had money.

I climbed out of the car in my conservative dress, my dead body bare beneath. I had my head bowed, no hijab wrapped around my silky-black haircloth. I followed my hubby and Leyla to the front doorway, my daughter clinging to my husband and schoolmaster 's arm. She practically floated beside him, bursting with desire for what was coming.

Karim reached the doorway, rang the doorbell.

Lord Todd Myers, the father of Kimmy, my daughter 's friend and my son 's slut-girlfriend, opened the door. Todd 's look soured at the heap of me. Then he glanced at my husband. He clenched his fist, the ira swelling in him.

I winced.

"pauperization more money ?"Todd demanded."Or did you bring my daughter home ? If you 're going to blackjack 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 slut grew greedy."

"Slut ?"Todd asked, arching an eyebrow.

"My married woman is a whore. A disgusting adulteress who sells her body for money."He grabbed me and pulled me past Leyla to thrust me at Todd. I did n't defend him. My bootleg tomentum swayed about my articulatio humeri as I sucked in a deep breath, fear sweeping through me."Apologize to him.

"Yes, my master,"I said, sucking in a deep breath. This was so humiliating. So abash. I hated apologizing, and admitting I was wrong."Mr. Myers, I am humbly pitiful for blackmailing you and setting you up. I was a grabby sow. A disgusting bitch."I fell to my knees, looking up at him."And to show you how sorry I am, I am willing to do anything to hit it up for you.

"Anything."

"Anything ?"

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

Despite the humiliation burning at the stake in my buttock, or maybe because of it, my pussy almost creamed itself."Yes, my Master,"I moaned, my hands shooting to the buttons of my garb."Mr. Myers, I was a snatch to you. A bitch. And you deserve to use my consistency. In any way you want."

His angry middle smoldered as he watched me strip. I ripped the bodice of my dress open, my large, dusky white meat spilling out. I shivered, my kernel racing as I stared up at him. I squirmed my hips, my kitty dripping with upheaval. I slipped my arms out of the arm of my attire, 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 evidence my wife."

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

"It was so mean of my mommy-slave to do,"Leyla said."I had no theme, 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 signify bitch."

I shuddered at my daughter 's words. I rose, letting my clothes fall off my torso. My newly shaved pussy felt so bare. I could feel the air currents wafting about my pussy back talk, tingling them. My juice cooled my hot flesh as they dribbled out of me.

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

"She 's yours to abuse,"my hubby said, sounding aegir to see me punished further.

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

He smacked my paddle ass. I gasped, my white meat bouncing before me. The bother 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 overlord said."Now she 's my slave-wife. And she 'll let you do anything."

I nodded my forefront, staring up at him."I will, my passe-partout. Anything."It felt so right to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this profane desire in me. It filled me to the brim with aching passionateness to give over my whorish desires into his hired hand."I 'm yours."

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

Mr. Myers growled like a snarling beast. He seized my hair. I gasped at the cushion of bother as he hauled me through the keep room to the kitchen. I stumbled after him, my tits swaying. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the counter. My pap rubbed against the aerofoil. I sucked in deep breath, my eye thudding away in my dresser, waiting for him to do something.

To punish me.

My pap ached and throbbed as I felt everyone 's eyes on my well-spanked ass. I wiggled my hip, putting on a appearance for them. I spread my thighs farther apart, exposing my twat to their aspect. I could feel my labia farewell, exposing my garden pink, whorish depths to their eyes.

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

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

"Your mother is a whore,"my hubby and schoolmaster groaned.

"Mmm, I know. I inherited her hot slit. Let me show you, Daddy."

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

I could watch her please her pappa all day. She had such a pure enthusiasm about her. She just wanted to consecrate pleasure 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 good-for-nothing, Mr. Myers,"I moaned."Use my body as an apology !"

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

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

My Bible cut off in a screeching as Mr. Myers rammed his concentrated dick into my unlubed whoreson. A burn rod stabbed late into my bowel. I shuddered and groaned, my center widening. Then his crotch smacked into my bruise ass, sending stinging hurting shooting through me.

My tits rubbed into the counter as I squirmed and gasped. His dick sodomized me hard. He pumped away at my bowels. The pain in my depths melted my pussycat. I whimpered and gasped, finding pleasure in the torment. I bucked back into him, taking my punishment like the kinky slut I was.

"That 's it !"I groaned."shtup my ass ! punish me ! Ooh, yes, yes, yes !"

I 'd enjoyed his son already, and Carter had inherited his father 's passion. Mr. Myers fucked me difficult, grunting and growling like a beast as he buggered me. Velvety clash burned in my arse. I grunted and groaned, the pain in the ass fading with every thrust, replaced Thomas More and More by joy as my gut adjusted to his hot thrusts.

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

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

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

He slammed even harder into my asshole. The burning friction made my kitty-cat even hotter. My cunt clenched, juices flooding down my second joint. I loved his emotion while in the background, my girl sucked so surd on her pappa 's tool. My husband watched me getting punished, squirming on another man 's shaft, loving it fucking my unlubed asshole.

My groan echoed through the kitchen. I gasped louder and louder. The pain sensation. The rapture. The twofold whizz swirled through me. I sucked in cryptical breaths as I clenched my intestine down on his plunging dick.

It ache again for a moment. A flare of pain stabbing into my bowels. I drank it in."Keep buffeting me so hard !"I howled."donjon making my ass hurt ! Spank me with your privates !"

"Your wife is a whore !"snarled Mr. Myers.

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

"fucking !"

He buried his dick into my bowels and that terrific moment happened. His dick erupted into my asshole. He pumped me full moon of his hot cum. I groaned, his seed spilling late into me. My back arched at the racy feeling.

My married man gave me to this man.

I came.

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

A lousy slut.

The pleasure slammed into my mind. Stars burst before my eye as I savored this delicious joy. I groaned and gasped, my son of a bitch spasmed about his hawkshaw. I milked out every pearl of cum that I could from his dick, the ecstasy swirling through me.

"harlot !"grunted my husband, and I knew he pumped his spunk into our daughter 's mouth.

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Leyla Umayyah

fervor burst through me as pa and I reached the threshold, Mommy-slave following behind us. She had a rigorousness to her logic gate from being buggered so hard by Mr. Myers twenty minute ago. Listening to her whorish grunt had made my twat so wet as I sucked dad 's cock.

And now I would get to engorge my cunt. papa was whoring me out for the maiden time. He was my pimp now. He would collect the money and choose who Mom, my friends, and I would eff. We would make him so much money unlike Mom who wasted all the money she made off of us on lingerie to delight her student lovers.

"One mo !"President Ian sculptor, who ran my college, shouted from inside. He sounded so eager. He had paid to jazz Mom and me all day today. A $ 1000 to relish our bodies. To see us commit incest before him while fucking our bodies.

It was so naughty.

The door opened. President Carver, wearing a bathrobe, middle fell when he saw my tall, burly founding father. The balding administrator had almost Daddy 's tallness, but he did n't hold the muscled physical structure brought about by working in construction for the net two tenner. Nor did he possess the fierce, bristling beard that gave him such an angry, imposing vibe.

My dad was the sexist of men.

I could n't help but smiling as awe 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 genuine name. At school day, everyone called her Mrs. Umayyah."Did we have an appointment or something with your menage ?"

"My wife told me everything,"Daddy said, his vocalization almost a growl."How you fucked my barely legal daughter for money, how you paid my whore-wife for the privileged, and how you paid again to roll in the hay them all day long. Both of them. My wife. My daughter."

"Oh, Jesus,"President statue maker said, the color draining out of his face. He backed up, intimidated by my pop."I ... I do n't ... It was ... I ..."

"daddy, block off being so beggarly,"I said, so eager to fuck President statue maker again. He 'd been the first man I ever prostituted myself to. Not my beginning fuck. My younger chum Jalal gave me that delight."We 're still going to bear fun with you today, President statue maker. I really, really enjoyed your shaft. It made me cum so hard."

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

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

"And if I was n't, would that have stopped you from fucking my wife and girl behind my back ?"daddy demanded.

The prexy flinched again."Well ..."

"Just hand over the money, and then enjoy them,"dada said.

"Right, right,"chairwoman Carver said, sounding dazed, almost frightened even. He shoved his manpower into the air pocket of his gown, pulled out the cast wad of twenties, and handed it over."So, uh, I guess we should start."

"We should,"I said. I looked up at Daddy and could say he was eager for it. He 'd follow me bonk Jalal before, and it had turned him on so much. He 'd buck his dick watching my barely legal consistence writhe with my youthful brother.

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

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

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

My clothes flew off as fast as I could while both prexy Carver and my daddy watched my nubile soundbox bare itself. My turn breasts jiggled free of my blouse, my hands stroking my dusky build. My brown nipples were severe and prickling, aching to be used. Beside me, Mom bared those big tits of hers, so mild and succulent.

I could n't facilitate touching them. I squeezed them while Chief Executive sculptor let out such a low groan of pleasure. I grinned at him, shaking my pelvic girdle, my skirt falling down my second joint exposing the rest of my raw consistence, my pussy as freshly shaved as Mom's.

"Mmm, are n't these just such right tit, President Carver ?"I asked, leaning over to nuzzle at my mom 's breasts.

"Y-Yes,"he said, still spooky, rubbing hands on the hem of his sky-blue bathrobe.

But I could see twitching in the private parts. His dick grew unvoiced watching the Lesbian incest unfold before him. I gave him a dazzling smiling as I rested my face against my mother 's white meat, her nipple hard on my cheek. I winked at him then turned my face and sucked on her nipple.

Mom groaned, her hands working her garb off of her pelvis as I suckled on her mamilla like I had as a baby. I loved her fat nub, nibbling on it with my gentle brim. My tongue swirled around it, savoring how thick it was. How wonderful it felt in my mouth.

"Oh, daughter,"Mom said, putting such devotion into that word. She served me, too. I had taken her berth as the head womanhood in the family. dada 's daughter-wife. I had wanted to line up a man who would let me fuck other guys, to be a whore, and I found that person in the best man in the world.

My dada !

I squeezed Mom 's breasts, wiggling my hip joint, knowing Daddy watched me as much as President Carver. I sucked and nibbled on Mom 's nipple, my pussy juice running down my thigh as they both stared at me.

"Oh, girl, you are so sweet-smelling,"Mom groaned, her paw sliding up my body to my house, youthful bosom. She squeezed them, her thumbs sweeping across my titty and brushing my nipple."Is n't she, Ian ?"

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

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

"Yes, yes, Mrs Umayyah,"squeaked the President."I 'm so grim for insulting your ... slave-wife."
"And you 're going to fuck her whore-cunt,"growled Daddy, 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 get laid you. So how would you wish us to please you ?"

My twat tightened in expectation. I wanted to be ordered by my customer, to be given dictation. It was so hot to render. So exciting. My juices leaked down my thighs as I purred about my female parent 's nipple. I nibbled on it, waiting.

"You could, um, well,"stammered the president, rubbing at his robes now, his shaft peeking out the snatch, so knock and in need.

"Just develop some balls and state us to draw your dick,"Mom said, such condescension in her voice. She needed a real man to parliamentary procedure her around.

"suction my dick !"President cutter shouted, almost barking in fear of her. Then he cleared his throat and, with Sir Thomas More assurance, said,"Bring your daughter over here. I want you both sucking on my dick."

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

Together, my mom and I flowed to him, our organic structure undulating, hips brushing each early. juice ran down my second joint. I sucked in such deep, trembling breathing place as I came closer and closer to him. My centre raced, thudding away in my heart. My slit boiled with excitement. We fell to our human knee before him and opened his robe.

His dick thrust up from his brown scrub, his testicle not nearly as big as pappa 's. Nor his cock. But it was fat. Its girth had stretched out my twat so wonderfully when I fucked him a few daytime ago at schooltime. Such a wanton convolution of desire slid through me as I leaned forward with Mom, Daddy staring at our asses. Our hands reached the prexy 's hawkshaw. We grasped him.

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

He stared down at us with such lustfulness in his heart. He craved this so much. He wanted a mother and her daughter to fuck him. He wanted us to lick and nuzzle at his tool. To pass water him cum so hard. He wanted to lavish our faces with his jizz.

And we wanted that.

My mom and I were so much alike. I just would n't have a go at it a man behind Daddy 's dorsum. Only where he directed me. I squirmed my rosehip, succus running down my thigh as our glossa 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 dick with my mother. My sexy mommy-slut. I felt so close to her now. I was happy I caught her fucking Clint yesterday. Now she could be who she truly was meant to be.

Daddy 's sex slave.

"darn,"President statue maker said, rubbing his hand across his balding head."Damn, that 's it. Oooh, mother and daughter are both cocotte. 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 buss on the lips, tasting salty precum on her face.

Then we attacked his cock. Our script pumped up and down his slam, Mom 's atop mine. We stroked him as our glossa fluttered across this spongelike tip. He groaned, shifting on his couch, his hairy chest of drawers rising and falling as we pleased him.

The auditory sensation he made caused my pussy to farm so wet and juicy. Every slug, every suck, made my bitch thrill with disgustful desires. I whimpered in delectation. My heart hammered in my chest. I clenched my goof so hard as I pleasured him, aching to be filled by his calamus. I flicked my tongue up and down his tip, driving him wild.

"Oh, nookie, yes,"he panted.

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

"Are you, President Carver ?"I moaned."On your barely legal student 's face ?"

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

"We will,"I panted, our hands 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 natural state !"I cooed."Cum on my our faces, Chief Executive woodcarver. Just paint our features. Coat us in your spunk !"

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

He shuddered. His gumshoe twitched in our hands, spasming with his Passion. Hot cream splattered our faces. We pressed our cheeks tight, opening our mouths spacious. We wanted to ensure that he coated us with his spunk. That every fall painted our feature of speech and dripped down our faces. I whimpered, my pussy dripping with my excitation as his jizz ran across my features.

It splattered into my oral fissure. I tasted the salty cum, loving it while my daddy 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. mom and daughter prostitutes.

"Yes, yes, yes !"United States President Carver grunted as the final blast of cum splattered across our foreheads.

The hot spunk running across our feature, Mom and I turned to look each other. We groaned like wanton pussycats. Our lingua bathed each other. We licked and gathered the cum running across each other 's faces. I savored the corrupt delight, scooping it up on my knife and swirling it through my mouth before gathering more.

I licked up my mom 's Kuki. Her glossa caressed over my frontal bone. We licked towards each other 's sassing. I held the spunk in my oral fissure until we met in a kiss. Then my tongue shoved into her mouth, carrying as often jizz as possible.

I met her tongue laden with his spunk.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned, watching us. He stroked his softening cock, eager for his secondly fart."Clean each other up, sluts."

Our tongue passed his cum back and Forth River as more of his spunk ran down my boldness. I shuddered, loving the awful moment, this sinful mother/daughter bonding. Our hand groped each early 's tits, squeezing and kneading each former while my kitty-cat ...

My pussy dripped with juices.

I whimpered, needing to advert myself. I squirmed as I knelt before the United States President, my cunt on ardour. But I kept groping my mom 's tits. I squeezed her big breasts as our tongues caressed each other until the jizz melted into our mouths.

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

"red cent,"groaned president carver."You two are so depraved. And look at you, Leyla. Squirming like a whore. Do you have a hot cunt ?"

"A hot, barely legal cunt,"I moaned as Mom licked heart off my neck, her clapper so strong and wet.

"Mrs. Umayyah, your daughter needs your aid,"our node moaned."Eat her puss out right now. solve up all her naughty juices."

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

I did n't fight her as she pushed me down on my spinal column. I squeezed my firm tits, smiling up at President of the United States 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 prick.

I still had a sozzled kitty, but with all the fucking I was doing, I doubt it would persist that way for long. Then it would be proof of how much a tart I was. Such a slovenly woman.

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

"Yes, Daughter !"

Her silky-black hair spilled over my second joint. I groaned at the caress of her hair's-breadth. It made me shiver. I sucked in a mysterious breath, my twat clenching and relaxing. juice flooded out of me. They trickled down to the crack of my ass as I anticipated the incestuous middleman of our flesh. I stared up at chair Carver.

I moaned as Mom licked me.

Her tongue danced through my plane flexure. Her lips nuzzled into my twat. She licked and fluttered her spit, teasing me. I shuddered in delight. chair Carver jerked his hardening dick faster, his eyes smoldering.

"This is what you wanted, is n't it ?"I moaned, squeezing my young tits, so firm 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 effectual educatee. Wanting to fuck our crocked bodies."

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

"And you get to sleep together us ! Me, Kimmy, Kendra, and Izzy. Just ring my daddy and pay him, then you can use any of our body whenever you want."

"Yes !"he panted.

I grinned at him and humped against my mom 's hungry mouth. Her tongue felt so amazing beating through my kitty-cat. She fluttered it up through my body, making me twitch and moan. I sucked in such deep breaths, my fingerbreadth squeezing my tits, kneading my delightful breasts. I thumbed my mamilla, shooting shiver down to my cunt, meeting the delight Mom churned in my cunt.

I humped against her, grinding my shaved snatch on her hungry mouth. She moaned, her vitrified center staring up my body as she feasted. Her men shoved beneath my butt-cheeks, gripping them, squeezing them.

"That 's it, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Make me cum while President Carver watches. show him how much of a pussy-whore you are. Ooh, yes, you 're my niggling 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 clit with her tongue. She batted it with her nub. I groaned, sucking in trench breaths as she swirled around it. My optic bulged at the pleasure she generated. I whimpered, squirming on her as the pleasure surged through me. I gasped and moaned. My heart widened at the arrant delight she gave me.

"Mommy, yes, work me right there,"I groaned."Just eat me. Ooh, yes, you 're such a wicked Mommy. 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 President George Washington Carver."She 's going to piss me explode. Do you need to see that ?"

"Yes !"he groaned.

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

I shuddered harder, hearing Daddy 's slide fastener rasped. I saw him displume out his dick, finally overcome with starve watching us. He stroked his dick, staring at me as I humped on Mom 's mouth. I fought the itch 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 anatomical sphincter. As she fluttered her tongue through my slit, she jammed a finger into my asshole. delight surged through me. I squeezed down on her as the delight rippled out of me.

My eyes fluttered. I moaned out in pleasure. I trembled on the ground, sucking in deep breathing place as she pumped her finger in and out of my SOB. She stirred them around, making me squirm and gasp.

The velvety delight rippled out of my bowel and into my kitty. Her tongue jammed deep into my pussy. She swirled it around. She drove me waste. I gasped and whimpered. My eyes widened at the delight of her tongue dancing around inside my pussy.

"Oh, yes, Mommy,"I whimpered."Oh, that 's it. Just lick my cunt and finger my whoreson. Make me cum for President Carver."

"Make her cum, jade,"groaned the president.

I shivered, my toes curling. I ground my puss so hard into my Mom 's mouth. I let out a whimpering moan of pleasure. I squeezed my second joint about her boldness, holding her fountainhead in place as her fingers reamed in and out of my asshole.

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

firework detonated inside of me.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, Mommy-slut !"I howled."lap my slit. toast up all my juices."

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

And so did Daddy.

Spark exploded across my vision as I ground on my mother 's hungry mouth. I whimpered and shuddered. I sucked in such cryptical breathing time as she flailed her glossa through my cunt. She made my entire body shudder in ecstasy.

My mommy-slave pleased me.

My eyes fluttering, my orgasm spilling through my consistency, I asked my client,"Now what would you wish 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 hard worker. My husband 's hard worker. And my girl 's slave.

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

"Yes,"Chief Executive woodcarver groaned, kneeling between our spread open thighs as we writhed together."female parent and daughter."

Leyla moaned into my back talk as chairperson Carver rammed his shaft into her just effectual cunt. She squirmed atop me, our nipple kissing as he fucked her. His testicle smacked into my button rubbing against my daughter 's bud. delight surged through me.

I groaned and gasped, kissing my daughter harder, sharing this moment. He fucked her like a whore. I held her so tight, our organic structure squirming and writhing together. Leyla groaned into our kiss, her eye fluttering.

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

President Carver 's dick, coated in my girl 's puss juices, rammed into my cunt. I shuddered in delight, my whorish, married snatch clenching down on his prick. Silky pleasance rippled through me as he pumped away.

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

"Uh-huh,"groaned my hubby and Master, slowly stroking his prick as he watched, his centre smoldering. He loved this.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck 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 schoolma'am 's eyes."She needs her naughty pussy filled by cock all the time."

"Yes !"President Carver groaned.

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

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

He ripped out of her cunt and plowed back into mine, groaning as he sank into the very kitty-cat that birthed my daughter. I shuddered, the joy rippling through my dead body. I humped up against my girl 's clit, our two buds fondling and grinding together, adding such naughty pleasure swirling through my depths.

My twat clenched down hard on our client 's dick just as he ripped it out, leaving me feeling so empty again. My daughter squealed out in delectation as she was filled. His shaft rammed into her snatch, fucking her so tough. She shuddered and moaned. She got off on it. Her center rolled back into her nous.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she whimpered.

And then he was back fucking my cunt.

"Oh, President Carver, pound me ! pound up my bawd cunt !"

Back and Forth he went, grunting, groaning, panting with his pleasure. Every time he buried into my cunt, 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 font as she squealed out her pleasure. Hot juice flooded over my cunt, pouring out of her juicy profoundness as the pleasure spilled through her body.

chairwoman Carver grunted, groaned, pounding her barely legal snatch harder and harder, staying in her longer than he had before. He enjoyed her spasming around her. I shuddered, so close to my own sexual climax, my girl 's clit friction on mine, tribbing me.

"Cum in her depths,"I groaned to chairperson woodcarver."Just unleash a deluge of spunk in her."

"Yes !"squealed my daughter.

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

"Fuck !"he snarled.

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

I erupted.

My pussy convulsed about his peter. I spasmed beneath my daughter. She grinned down at me, hearing the pleasure busting from my lip. I convulsed into her body, sliding her atop me as so much tinder 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, mavin dancing before my eyes, darkness fuzzing across my visual sense."It 's where I belong."

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

"To see a father fuck his girl !"

Leyla squealed in delight.

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Leyla Umayyah

existence paid to fuck my daddy was the most exciting moment in my life. My pussy dripped with succus as I knelt on my hands and articulatio genus, wiggling my hips. President sculpturer sat on his frame nursing a beer, his dick drip in the mix of my mom 's and my juices. It was so wicked.

"screw me, Daddy !"I moaned as Mom spread out before me, following President sculpturer 's rules of order."piece of ass your daughter-slut 's mean slit !"

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

"Yes,"chairperson carver said, such depravity in his voice to witness our kinsperson incest."Fuck her so hard while she eats out her whore-mother 's cunt."

"I 'll devour her, chairwoman Carver,"I moaned then licked my lips.

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

Daddy rammed his gumshoe hard into my twat. I moaned into Mom 's pussy, trapped between my parents. Such profane, incestuous lusts surged through me. I groaned and whimpered, swiveling my rosehip, stirring Daddy 's cock around in my twat while I probed my tongue deep into Mom 's snatch.

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

"Yes, she does,"growled Daddy."My fiddling flower loves being fucked by me."

"I do, Daddy !"I squeezed my pussy down on his putz, his cock reaching so cryptic into my scarcely legal pussy."shag me ! Pound me ! clear me cum while I eat Mommy-slut 's snatch !"

"Oh, fuck, yes,"groaned chair George Washington Carver, watching the endure, incestuous porn.

pop pounded me so hard. He rammed his dick into me with such late, punishing thrusts. I whimpered and shuddered. Such transport surged through me. Every fourth dimension he plunged into my pussy, waves of tingling joy washed through my body.

My tongue lapped through Mom 's folds as I wiggled my rose hip. I gathered up all the yummy cum I could, knowing United States President Carver watched with such hot eyes as I feasted on my mom 's snatch. My knife licked and lapped through her folds, driving her so wild.

She whimpered. She moaned. She squeezed her thighs about my nerve as I licked her clean. pappa 's thrusts pressed my oral fissure so pie-eyed to Mommy 's cunt. I shuddered, trapped between them, pleasing the two people who brought me into this world, the two masses who created me.

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

"My little flower,"growled Daddy, thrusting so hard into me. His lumbering clod smacked into my cunt. My clit drank in the impact. Such little sparks flew through me. I gasped and whimpered. The pleasure surged through my body.

"Cum in her, my Master,"Mom moaned, humping against me."Cum in the petty slut 's pussy. Breed her while Chief Executive George Washington Carver watches."

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

My eyes widened at how hot that sounded. I knew I might be meaning 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 infant. His right sperm would fertilize my seed over any of the male child and men I 'd fucked.

"Yes, yes, breed me, pappa !"I gasped into momma 's pussy.

He grunted, thrusting harder and harder into my cunt. He pounded me so hard. His genital organ smacked into my backside. His testis hammered my clitoris. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my read/write head as the rapture surged through me. Such wondrous joy. It had me shuddering and shivering. I whimpered in utter delight.

He churned me up to a hot froth.

He drove me wild.

His dick would multiply me. His operose chunk, smacking over and over into my clit, contained so much of his seed. He would pump it into my cunt and establish me explode on his cock. I squealed into my mom 's puss, my pussy clamping down so hard on his thrusting dick.

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

My cunt writhed about his thrusting dick. Wave of raptus spilled through my body, churned by his hard plunges. He grunted as I plowed into him. I shuddered, nuzzling my face into my mom 's tangy pussy, tasting her cream and the chairwoman 's cum.

"Cum in me, Daddy !"I howled, superstar dancing before my optic."Breed me ! spawn your little peak !"

"Knock our slutty daughter up, my maestro !"

"Yes !"groaned our client.

pop rammed his dick into my spasming pussy. His cum erupted. Hot jizz barb into me deepness. My eyes widened as I moaned into Mommy 's pussy. I plunged my tongue deep into her depths, swirling around as blast after blast of fertile seed pumped into my depths.

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

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

She came.

Our home writhed together in passion as pa pumped the last-place blast of his spunk into my cunt. I shuddered, so happy momma trained me to be a slut. My oculus rolled back into my school principal as I welcomed every blast of hot spunk into my cunt.

"My little flower,"Daddy groaned, so fully of love life and satiated pleasure.

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Mrs. Umayyah

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

The male child all nodded. They all sat up front, so eager to ogle my torso in my skimpy dresses, my tit almost falling out of my bodices, the loaded chick clinging to my second joint. My hubby and Master had selected my clothing for months now, controlling me utterly.

One boy, Greg, gave me such a grin as the early scholar filed out of my classroom. Such a blue shudder 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 tiffin period, hussy,"Karim texted me.

My fingers typed,"Yes, my Master."

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

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

I smiled. I loved my new spirit as a cocotte and a sex slave. Six months in, and I never wanted to go back. My husband and overlord 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 quite a little of Kimmy on her mitt and genu being fucked from behind by Jalal on his bed. Her little titty bounced. She had her light-haired pilus in pigtails, swaying about her face. Nine months, and they were still dating potent. She even wore a collar that read :"Jalal 's Property."

Of grade, she still fucked her Daddy. A fille could never check doing that. Plus, all the customers my dada found for her to service.

Like me, she was a fornicatress to her bones.

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

The babe monitor in my hand squawked. The sound of the babe crying made my nipple bead with Milk River. lastly week, I gave birth to a beautiful girl. I shivered and closed my slight brother 's door, leaving him to his fun.

I smiled at the good deal of little Muna in her crib, her dusky aspect scrunched up as she cried. The DNA exam proved she was pa 's daughter. He 'd bred me just like I thought. It was so wonderful to have created a lifetime with him.

I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms, so happy in my new aliveness. So beaming my female parent had trained me to be a slut. I never would have become Daddy 's wife nor have gained my mommy as a sex slave if she had n't. I never would take the delight of fucking so many guy rope and gal. I would take repressed my desires, forcing myself to become a sound, Muslim 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 zip wrong with her sexuality. She could explore it however she wanted. And maybe pop would cover a boy in me, a sidekick for Muna to explore with.

I was such a slut.

The END