daughter 's slattern grooming
( An Incestuous Harem Story )
Chapter fifteen : daughter 's Incestuous Delight
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

Mrs. Umayyah

The side by side day, my ass still hurt from my bailiwick. I could n't facilitate but squirm as I sat in the back seat of my husband and passe-partout 's car. My tush ached and throbbed. The longer the car ride went, the more my discomfort grew. The ache grew with every moment and I embraced it.

I deserved this pain.

I had become a hussy. A working girl. A debase woman who violated her spousal relationship vows. I sold my body to my scholarly person. I turned my daughter into a bawd to channel the lusts awakened in me when I witnessed Clint fucking his aunt, my confrere college professor, and his sister. It had planted a seed that grew into a sultry peak with vines that had spread to every part of my body.

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

Dominated me.

Made me his sex slave.

Now my daughter rode beside him up straw man, sitting tall, her unveil smutty hairsbreadth falling about her shoulders. She kept reaching over, patting my husband and schoolmaster 's thigh, stroking him through his work jeans, her fingernails scratching at the denim. She 'd taken my space in his bed while I spent the Night fucking our firstborn son, Faizel, given to him by my husband and Master.

"There it is !"Leyla squealed in joy, bouncing in the seat. The nineteen-year-old clapped her hand together with her girlish enthusiasm. She threw a face over her shoulder."You ready, Mommy-slave ?"

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

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

"Both, my passe-partout,"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 hubby and Master said, his representative a inscrutable gravel."And you, my little peak, are a repellent slut."

Leyla beamed at him, her smile shining from her look. I had done an puzzle job turning her into a hussy, into a tart. I had debased my daughter as a proxy for my own lusts, changing her forever.

I sucked in a deep breathing space. Today, I would fuck another man who was n't my son in presence of my husband. He would watch me be an verbalize whore.

My pussy grew even juicier. This is what I had craved ever since I peeped in on Clint fucking his kinsfolk a class ago. I 'd feared it. I tried to veil it by delving into another obsession : online play. 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 foremost we had to make another stop. And I was n't looking forward to it. My stomach grew tense as my husband and skipper turned into a drive of a great, expensive house. Not a hall, but something larger than any fellowship really necessitate. Instead, it proved that the owner had money.

I climbed out of the car in my conservative wearing apparel, my consistency naked beneath. I had my headway bowed, no hijab wrapped around my silky-black hair. I followed my husband and Leyla to the front room access, my girl clinging to my husband and Master 's arm. She practically floated beside him, bursting with desire for what was coming.

Karim reached the door, rang the doorbell.

Todd Myers, the male parent of Kimmy, my daughter 's protagonist and my son 's slut-girlfriend, opened the room access. Todd 's face soured at the pot of me. Then he glanced at my hubby. He clenched his fist, the anger swelling in him.

I winced.

"indigence more money ?"Todd demanded."Or did you bring my daughter menage ? If you 're going to pressure me for fucking her, at least 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 fault. The slut grew greedy."

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

"My married woman is a tart. A disgusting adulteress who sells her body for money."He grabbed me and pulled me past Leyla to thrust me at Sweeney Todd. I did n't fight him. My bootleg whisker swayed about my shoulders as I sucked in a abstruse breath, care sweeping through me."Apologize to him.

"Yes, my overlord,"I said, sucking in a deep breath. This was so humiliating. So embarrassing. I hated apologizing, and admitting I was improper."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 human knee, looking up at him."And to show you how drab I am, I am unforced to do anything to do it up for you.

"Anything."

"Anything ?"

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

Despite the humiliation burning in my cheek, or maybe because of it, my slit almost creamed itself."Yes, my master copy,"I moaned, my manus shooting to the clit of my frock."Mr. Myers, I was a pussy to you. A beef. And you deserve to use my body. In any way you want."

His furious eyes smoldered as he watched me striptease. I ripped the bodice of my dress unfastened, my large, twilit white meat spilling out. I shivered, my heart racing as I stared up at him. I squirmed my hips, my pussy dripping with turmoil. I slipped my arms out of the sleeves 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 show my wife."

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

"It was so mean of my mommy-slave to do,"Leyla said."I had no approximation, Mr. Myers. I just thought I was filming Kimmy 's get-go fourth dimension. I had a lot of fun with you. I never wanted to hurt you like that stand for bitch."

I shuddered at my daughter 's Christian Bible. I rose, letting my wearing apparel fall off my body. My newly shaved snatch felt so bare. I could experience the air current wafting about my pussy lips, tingling them. My juice cooled my hot physical body as they dribbled out of me.

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

"She 's yours to abuse,"my husband said, sounding eager to see me penalise further.

"Please, Mr. Myers,"I said, saying his name as submissively as possible. I turned around for him, letting him fuddle in my MILF consistence. I had a mature and silky figure, my ass curving, my breadbasket flat, my tits large.

He smacked my spanked ass. I gasped, my breasts bouncing before me. The pain in the neck surged through me, warming my puss 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 hubby and captain said."Now she 's my slave-wife. And she 'll let you do anything."

I nodded my head, staring up at him."I will, my professional. Anything."It felt so redress to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this demoralize desire in me. It filled me to the lip with aching passion to apply over my whorish desires into his hand."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 whisker. I gasped at the shock absorber of pain as he hauled me through the living way to the kitchen. I stumbled after him, my tits swaying. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the buffet. My breast rubbed against the surface. I sucked in deep intimation, my heart thudding away in my chest, 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 pelvis, putting on a display for them. I spread my thighs farther apart, exposing my pussy to their view. I could feel my labia parting, exposing my garden pink, whorish profoundness to their eyes.

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

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

"Your mother is a whore,"my husband and passe-partout groaned.

"Mmm, I know. I inherited her hot pussycat. Let me demo you, Daddy."

My daughter fell to her knees. The zipper of my husband 's denim rasped. She produced his cock and swallowed it with such hungriness. She bobbed her whorish lips up and down her Fatherhood 's prick, sucking so hard, moaning her delight.

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

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

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

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

My speech cut off in a howler as Mr. Myers rammed his intemperate dick into my unlubed asshole. A burning rod stabbed abstruse into my bowels. I shuddered and groaned, my centre widening. Then his crotch smacked into my spite ass, sending stinging pain shooting through me.

My tits rubbed into the return as I squirmed and gasped. His dick sodomized me hard. He pumped away at my bowels. The pain in my profoundness melted my pussy. I whimpered and gasped, finding joy in the agony. I bucked back into him, taking my penalization like the kinky slut I was.

"That 's it !"I groaned."screw my ass ! penalise me ! Ooh, yes, yes, yes !"

I 'd enjoyed his son already, and Howard Carter had inherited his male parent 's Passion. Mr. Myers fucked me firmly, grunting and growling like a brute as he buggered me. Velvety friction burned in my asshole. I grunted and groaned, the pain fading with every thrust, replaced more than and more by pleasure as my bowel 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 maven. I grunted with each one, the pain slamming into the pleasance, lifting me higher and higher towards an orgasm.

I grunted. I groaned."piece of tail my cocksucker !"I hissed."Use me ! I was such a snatch to you ! Such a shag bitch ! Just use me ! Cum in me !"

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

He slammed even harder into my motherfucker. The burning friction made my pussycat even hotter. My puss clenched, juice flooding down my thighs. I loved his emotion while in the background, my daughter sucked so hard on her pappa 's dick. My husband watched me getting punished, squirming on another man 's dick, loving it fucking my unlubed asshole.

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

It suffer again for a moment. A flare of hurting stabbing into my bowels. I drank it in."Keep pounding me so hard !"I howled."livelihood making my ass hurt ! Spank me with your crotch !"

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

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

"piece of ass !"

He buried his cock into my intestine and that wonderful moment happened. His dick erupted into my asshole. He pumped me replete of his hot cum. I groaned, his come spilling inscrutable into me. My back arched at the naughty feeling.

My husband gave me to this man.

I came.

My asshole writhed about his peter, milking out the hot squirt of jizz. I loved every tremendous squirt. The hot heart filled my bowel as the pleasure screamed through my physical structure. My back arched, feeling my husband 's eyes on me as I climaxed like a whore.

A cruddy slut.

The pleasure slammed into my head. Stars burst before my eye as I savored this delicious joy. I groaned and gasped, my asshole spasmed about his prick. I milked out every free fall of cum that I could from his tool, the rapture swirling through me.

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

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Leyla Umayyah

Excitement fusillade through me as Daddy and I reached the door, Mommy-slave following behind us. She had a stiffness to her gate from being buggered so heavy by Mr. Myers twenty minutes ago. Listening to her whorish grunts had made my pussy so wet as I sucked Daddy 's cock.

And now I would get to stuff my cunt. pa was whoring me out for the number one time. He was my fancy man now. He would collect the money and choose who Mom, my friends, and I would fuck. We would make him so a great deal money unlike Mom who wasted all the money she made off of us on intimate apparel to please her student lovers.

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

It was so naughty.

The door opened. chair Carver, wearing a bathrobe, eye fell when he saw my tall, burly founding father. The balding administrator had almost pop 's top, but he did n't have the muscled body brought about by working in structure for the hold out two decennium. Nor did he have the fierce, bristling beard that gave him such an angry, imposing vibe.

My Daddy was the sexist of men.

I could n't facilitate but smiling as fear sprouted in chairwoman woodcarver 's optic. 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 eldritch hearing Mom 's really name. At school day, everyone called her Mrs. Umayyah."Did we have an appointment or something with your family ?"

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

"Oh, Jesus,"President of the United States Carver said, the color draining out of his typeface. He backed up, intimidated by my daddy."I ... I do n't ... It was ... I ..."

"Daddy, stop being so have in mind,"I said, so bore to fuck United States President Carver again. He 'd been the foremost man I ever prostituted myself to. Not my first roll in the hay. My younger Brother Jalal gave me that delight."We 're still going to have fun with you today, President Carver. I really, really enjoyed your dick. It made me cum so hard."

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

"So, uh, Karim,"Chief Executive George Washington Carver said,"this is, uh, really ... You 're finely with ... this ?"

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

The Chief Executive flinched again."wellspring ..."

"Just handwriting over the money, and then revel them,"Daddy said.

"Right, right,"President Carver said, sounding dazed, almost frightened even. He shoved his work force into the pockets of his robe, pulled out the rolled 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 tell he was eagre for it. He 'd watched me fuck Jalal before, and it had turned him on so lots. He 'd jerked his peter watching my scarce sound dead body writhe with my new brother.

And now he 'd get to watch me being a bawd. It made my nineteen-year-old cunt grip so hard. A dizzy wave of estrus washed through me.

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

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

My clothes flew off as fast as I could while both president Carver and my pappa watched my marriageable soundbox bare itself. My one shot breast jiggled free of my blouse, my helping hand stroking my dusky flesh. My brown tit were hard and tingling, aching to be used. Beside me, Mom bared those big boob of hers, so piano and succulent.

I could n't help touching them. I squeezed them while President sculpturer let out such a low groan of delectation. I grinned at him, shaking my pelvic arch, my skirt falling down my thighs exposing the eternal sleep of my defenseless consistency, my twat as freshly shaved as Mom's.

"Mmm, are n't these just such ripe titmouse, chairperson carver ?"I asked, leaning over to cuddle at my mom 's breasts.

"Y-Yes,"he said, still uneasy, rubbing mitt on the hem of his lazuline bathrobe.

But I could see twitching in the genitalia. His dick grew hard watching the sapphic incest unfold before him. I gave him a dazzling grin as I rested my face against my mother 's breasts, her teat intemperately on my impudence. I winked at him then turned my face and sucked on her nipple.

Mom groaned, her hands working her dress off of her coxa as I suckled on her mammilla like I had as a baby. I loved her fat nub, nibbling on it with my indulgent back talk. My tongue swirled around it, savoring how thickset it was. How wonderful it felt in my mouth.

"Oh, daughter,"Mom said, putting such veneration into that word. She served me, too. I had taken her topographic point as the head fair sex in the family. Daddy 's daughter-wife. I had wanted to find a man who would let me fuck other guys, to be a whore, and I found that person in the dependable man in the world.

My papa !

I squeezed Mom 's boob, wiggling my hips, knowing dada watched me as much as prexy Carver. I sucked and nibbled on Mom 's nipple, my twat juices running down my second joint as they both stared at me.

"Oh, Daughter, you are so sugared,"Mom groaned, her hand sliding up my body to my firm, youthful titties. She squeezed them, her thumbs sweeping across my white meat and brushing my nipples."Is n't she, Ian ?"

"Yes,"the United States 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 sorry 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 girl and I are going to love you. So how would you like us to please you ?"

My pussy tightened in anticipation. I wanted to be ordered by my client, to be given commands. It was so hot to submit. So exciting. My juices leaked down my thigh as I purred about my female parent 's tit. I nibbled on it, waiting.

"You could, um, well,"stammered the president, rubbing at his robes now, his gumshoe peeking out the slit, so pink and in need.

"Just grow some balls and tell us to suck your prick,"Mom said, such disdain in her voice. She needed a veridical man to order her around.

"Suck my putz !"President Carver shouted, almost barking in veneration of her. Then he cleared his throat and, with more than confidence, said,"Bring your daughter over here. I want you both sucking on my dick."

My mouth popped off my mom 's nipple. I grinned and said,"Yes, United States President Carver."

Together, my mom and I flowed to him, our organic structure undulating, hip joint brushing each other. succus ran down my thigh. I sucked in such deep, trembling breaths as I came closer and closer to him. My heart raced, thudding away in my heart. My pussy boiled with fervor. We fell to our knees before him and opened his robe.

His dick thrust up from his browned bush, his balls not nearly as big as Daddy 's. Nor his prick. But it was fat. Its girth had stretched out my pussy so wonderfully when I fucked him a few solar day ago at schoolhouse. Such a wanton whirl of desire slid through me as I leaned forward with Mom, Daddy staring at our asses. Our mitt reached the chair 's dick. We grasped him.

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

He stared down at us with such lust in his heart. He craved this so a great deal. He wanted a mother and her daughter to sleep with him. He wanted us to lick and nuzzle at his cock. To make him cum so hard. He wanted to shower down our faces with his jizz.

And we wanted that.

My mom and I were so much alike. I just would n't fuck a man behind Daddy 's backbone. Only where he directed me. I squirmed my hip joint, juice running down my thighs as our tongues danced across the tip of his dick. I brushed my mom 's trouncing organ, our backtalk caressing as we pleased him. Precum stained both our tongues.

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

papa 's sex slave.

"tinker's damn,"President Carver said, rubbing his hand 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 kiss on the lips, tasting salty precum on her face.

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

The sounds he made get my twat to develop so wet and juicy. Every salt lick, every suck, made my cunt tingle with prankish desires. I whimpered in pleasure. My heart hammered in my chest. I clenched my cuckoo so gruelling as I pleasured him, aching to be filled by his quill. I flicked my tongue up and down his tip, driving him wild.

"Oh, fuck, yes,"he panted.

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

"Are you, President Carver ?"I moaned."On your hardly sound bookman 's boldness ?"

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

"We will,"I panted, our paw stroking his cock faster and faster. His shaft twitched in our handle."We 'll snowball it back and forth."

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

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

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

He shuddered. His gumshoe twitched in our hands, spasming with his passion. Hot ointment splattered our faces. We pressed our cheek tight, opening our sass across-the-board. We wanted to ensure that he coated us with his punk. That every drop painted our feature of speech and dripped down our faces. I whimpered, my cunt dripping with my turmoil 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 behaviour. He ordered us to do this. He wanted us to be such strumpet. mamma and daughter prostitutes.

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

The hot spunk running across our characteristic, Mom and I turned to face each early. We groaned like wanton pussycats. Our tongues bathed each former. We licked and gathered the cum running across each other 's faces. I savored the demoralize pleasure, scooping it up on my knife and swirling it through my backtalk 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 nerve in my mouth until we met in a osculation. Then my tongue shoved into her mouth, 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 dick, tidal bore for his second jazz."clean each early up, sluts."

Our clapper passed his cum back and Forth River as Thomas More of his nerve ran down my face. I shuddered, loving the nasty moment, this wicked mother/daughter bonding. Our hands groped each other 's mamilla, squeezing and kneading each other while my kitty ...

My pussy dripped with juice.

I whimpered, needing to reach myself. I squirmed as I knelt before the chairperson, my cunt on flack. But I kept groping my mom 's boob. I squeezed her big knocker as our clapper caressed each other until the jizz melted into our mouths.

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

"Damn,"groaned United States President Carver."You two are so depraved. And look at you, Leyla. Squirming like a bawd. Do you have a hot slit ?"

"A hot, barely sound snatch,"I moaned as Mom licked spunk off my neck opening, her tongue so tender and wet.

"Mrs. Umayyah, your girl needs your help,"our client moaned."Eat her cunt out right now. Lick up all her gamy juices."

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

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

I still had a tight pussycat, but with all the fucking I was doing, I doubt it would persist that way for long. Then it would be cogent evidence of how much a lady of pleasure I was. Such a slut.

"slug my cunt, Mommy,"I moaned."Eat it for our node. We have to please him !"

"Yes, girl !"

Her silky-black hair spilled over my thighs. I groaned at the caress of her hair. It made me shiver. I sucked in a rich hint, my kitty clenching and relaxing. juice flooded out of me. They trickled down to the crack of my ass as I anticipated the incestuous striking of our flesh. I stared up at President Carver.

I moaned as Mom licked me.

Her tongue danced through my shaved plication. Her lips nuzzled into my cunt. She licked and fluttered her knife, teasing me. I shuddered in delight. President 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 hired hand."Watching my mom eat my kitty ? You 're such a perv, are n't you ?"

"Yes,"he groaned.

"Lusting after your barely legal students. Wanting to fuck our soaked bodies."

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

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

"Yes !"he panted.

I grinned at him and humped against my mom 's hungry oral cavity. Her glossa felt so amazing licking through my pussy. She fluttered it up through my body, making me twitch and groan. I sucked in such deep breaths, my finger squeezing my knocker, kneading my delightful breasts. I thumbed my nipples, shooting tingles down to my kitty-cat, meeting the delight Mom churned in my cunt.

I humped against her, grinding my shaven snatch on her hungry mouthpiece. She moaned, her glassy eyes staring up my torso as she feasted. Her mitt shoved beneath my butt-cheeks, gripping them, squeezing them.

"That 's it, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Make me cum while President Carver watches. appearance 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 clit with her tongue. She batted it with her nub. I groaned, sucking in cryptic breaths as she swirled around it. My eyes bulged at the delight she generated. I whimpered, squirming on her as the pleasance surged through me. I gasped and moaned. My oculus widened at the complete delight she gave me.

"mum, yes, lick me right there,"I groaned."Just eat me. Ooh, yes, you 're such a wicked mama. You 're eating me out so hard."

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

"Yes,"I hissed. I glanced up at President statue maker."She 's going to earn me irrupt. Do you need to see that ?"

"Yes !"he groaned.

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

I shuddered harder, hearing pop 's zipper rasped. I saw him get out out his dick, finally overcome with crave watching us. He stroked his dick, staring at me as I humped on Mom 's lip. I fought the urge to grin at him.

I had to overgorge my client.

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

My eyes fluttered. I moaned out in delight. I trembled on the ground, sucking in deep breathing time as she pumped her fingers in and out of my arsehole. She stirred them around, making me squirm and gasp.

The velvety delight rippled out of my bowels and into my pussy. Her knife jammed deep into my pussy. She swirled it around. She drove me wild. I gasped and whimpered. My eyes 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 shit. get me cum for chairman Carver."

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

I shivered, my toes curling. I ground my cunt so hard into my Mom 's rima oris. I let out a whimpering groan of pleasure. I squeezed my thigh about her nerve, holding her head in station as her finger 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 back talk. I flooded her so hard, my cream pouring into her mouthpiece. She drank them down, gulping down the flood of juices gushing out of me.

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

"Uh-huh,"United States President woodcarver groaned, watching me cum on my female parent 's mouth.

And so did Daddy.

discharge exploded across my vision as I ground on my mother 's athirst oral fissure. I whimpered and shuddered. I sucked in such late breaths as she flailed her tongue through my slit. She made my total trunk quiver in ecstasy.

My mommy-slave pleased me.

My centre fluttering, my coming spilling through my body, 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 pussy succus off my sassing. My hurt ass rubbed against the rug, reminding me that I was a slave. My married man 's hard worker. And my daughter 's slave.

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

"Yes,"President Carver groaned, kneeling between our spread open thighs as we writhed together."Mother and daughter."

Leyla moaned into my mouth as president carver rammed his dick into her barely legal cunt. She squirmed atop me, our nipples kissing as he fucked her. His balls smacked into my button rubbing against my daughter 's bud. Pleasure surged through me.

I groaned and gasped, kissing my daughter harder, sharing this second. He fucked her like a cyprian. I held her so tight, our eubstance squirming and writhing together. Leyla groaned into our candy kiss, her heart fluttering.

And then she whimpered in dashing hopes because it was my turn to groan.

President sculpturer 's dick, coated in my girl 's pussy juices, rammed into my cunt. I shuddered in delectation, my whorish, married snatch clenching down on his dick. Silky pleasure rippled through me as he pumped away.

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

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

"Yes, yes, yes, be intimate my mommy-slut 's slit !"Leyla moaned, grinding her button into mine as she stared down into me."She needs it."

"So does my Daughter,"I purred, staring up into my mistress 's eyes."She needs her naughty pussy filled by prick all the time."

"Yes !"United States President woodcarver groaned.

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

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

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

My bit clenched down hard on our node 's dick just as he ripped it out, leaving me feeling so discharge again. My daughter squealed out in delight as she was filled. His putz rammed into her snatch, fucking her so hard. She shuddered and moaned. She got off on it. Her heart rolled back into her read/write head.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she whimpered.

And then he was back fucking my cunt.

"Oh, President statue maker, pound me ! pound off my cyprian bitch !"

rear and Forth he went, grunting, groaning, panting with his joy. Every meter he buried into my pussy, he brought me stuffy and closer to cumming. My kidnapping gripped him as I squirmed beneath my daughter, rubbing our button together.

But the little sporting lady came first.

Her sass opened all-inclusive with pleasure as her orgasm shuddered through her. She writhed atop me, raining hot kisses across my brass as she squealed out her joy. Hot juices flooded over my cunt, pouring out of her juicy depth as the pleasure spilled through her body.

President woodcarver grunted, groaned, pounding her barely 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 orgasm, my daughter 's clitoris rubbing on mine, tribbing me.

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

"Yes !"squealed my daughter.

But our node new what he wanted. He pulled out of my girl and rammed into my mature puss. 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 married snatch. My husband and Master watched as a man who 'd paid to get sex with me, spilled his seed into my cunt. My snatch clenched down on the spurting cock, hot jizz spilling through me.

I erupted.

My pussy convulsed about his tool. I spasmed beneath my girl. She grinned down at me, hearing the delight busting from my sassing. I convulsed into her body, 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, stars dancing before my eyes, iniquity fuzzing across my vision."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 founding father fuck his daughter !"

Leyla squealed in delight.

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Leyla Umayyah

organism paid to fuck my daddy was the most energize instant in my liveliness. My puss dripped with juices as I knelt on my bridge player and stifle, wiggling my hips. President cutter sat on his couch breast feeding a beer, his dick dripping 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 chairperson Carver 's orders."screw your daughter-slut 's rigorous pussy !"

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

"Yes,"President sculpturer said, such degeneracy in his vocalization to witness our family incest."Fuck her so hard while she eats out her whore-mother 's cunt."

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

Mom scooted closing curtain enough, the chairperson 's cum running out of her snatch. I buried my face into her kitty-cat and licked her strong. My tongue dived through her bend, gathering the salty cum that spilled out of her onto my hungry tongue.

dad rammed his putz hard into my pussy. I moaned into Mom 's cunt, trapped between my parents. Such subvert, incestuous lustfulness surged through me. I groaned and whimpered, swiveling my hip joint, stirring pop 's hammer around in my twat while I probed my tongue deep into Mom 's snatch.

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

"Yes, she does,"growled Daddy."My little flower passion being fucked by me."

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

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

Daddy pounded me so hard. He rammed his dick into me with such bass, hard thrusts. I whimpered and shuddered. Such ecstasy surged through me. Every time he plunged into my cunt, wave of tingling joy washed through my body.

My tongue lapped through Mom 's folds as I wiggled my pelvis. I gathered up all the delicious cum I could, knowing President Carver watched with such hot eyes as I feasted on my mom 's bitch. My lingua licked and lapped through her folds, driving her so wild.

She whimpered. She moaned. She squeezed her thigh about my face as I licked her clean. Daddy 's driving force pressed my mouth so tight to Mommy 's pussy. I shuddered, trapped between them, pleasing the two people who brought me into this humanity, the two people who created me.

I loved being a hussy. I loved pleasing everyone I could, especially my hunky dada and my sporting lady mommy.

"My small flush,"growled Daddy, thrusting so hard into me. His heavy globe smacked into my cunt. My clit drank in the encroachment. Such minuscule 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 fiddling hussy 's cunt. stock her while chair Carver watches."

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

My eyes widened at how hot that sounded. I knew I might be meaning right now. I had been having sex all workweek without protection. But I knew if I did get knocked up, it would be dad 's babe. His mighty spermatozoon would feed my seed over any of the boys and men I 'd fucked.

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

He grunted, thrusting harder and harder into my puss. He pounded me so hard. His crotch smacked into my rump. His balls hammered my clitoris. I shuddered, my eye rolling back into my head teacher as the rapture surged through me. Such wondrously delight. It had me shuddering and shivering. I whimpered in thoroughgoing delight.

He churned me up to a hot froth.

He drove me wild.

His cock would multiply me. His heavy clod, smacking over and over into my button, contained so lots of his seed. He would pump it into my cunt and make me irrupt on his tool. I squealed into my mom 's kitty-cat, my pussy clamping down so hard on his thrusting dick.

While Chief Executive sculpturer watched, I came on my Daddy 's dick.

My puss writhed about his thrusting peter. wave of rapture spilled through my body, churned by his intemperately plunge. He grunted as I plowed into him. I shuddered, nuzzling my face into my mom 's tangy pussy, tasting her emollient and the president 's cum.

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

"Knock our slutty daughter up, my overlord !"

"Yes !"groaned our client.

pop rammed his gumshoe into my spasming pussycat. His cum erupted. Hot jizz crack into me depths. My centre widened as I moaned into Mommy 's snatch. I plunged my lingua deep into her depth, swirling around as good time after attack of fertile seed pumped into my depths.

And I just knew it, somehow, that Daddy was breeding me right now. That his sperm cell would find my egg. I would carry his baby. It hit me with such certainty as my pussy milked his hawkshaw 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 sept writhed together in mania as dad pumped the death blast of his spunk into my pussy. I shuddered, so beaming momma trained me to be a slut. My heart rolled back into my head as I welcomed every blast of hot kindling into my cunt.

"My little peak,"Daddy groaned, so wide-cut of love and satiated pleasure.

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Mrs. Umayyah

My headphone vibrated in my skirt air hole as I said,"I want these problems completed by tomorrow. No excuses. You can do them."

The male child all nodded. They all sat up battlefront, so aegir to ogle my soundbox in my skimpy dresses, my tits almost falling out of my bodices, the fuddled dame clinging to my thighs. My married man and Master had selected my clothing for calendar month now, controlling me utterly.

One boy, Greg, gave me such a grin 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 lash I wore as I checked the notification.

"You will fuck Greg during your lunch full point, slut,"Karim texted me.

My fingers typed,"Yes, my Master."

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

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

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

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Leyla Umayyah

I smiled at the sight of Kimmy on her hands and knee joint being fucked from behind by Jalal on his bed. Her trivial bosom bounced. She had her blonde hair in pigtails, swaying about her side. Nine calendar month, and they were still dating strong. She even wore a choker that read :"Jalal 's Property."

Of track, she still fucked her daddy. A daughter could never quit doing that. Plus, all the customers 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 dick into me, Jalal. I need it so badly !"

The babe monitor in my hand squawked. The audio of the baby crying made my mammilla bead with milk. last-place week, I gave birth to a beautiful daughter. I shivered and closed my small pal 's room access, leaving him to his fun.

I smiled at the sight of picayune Muna in her crib, her dusky case scrunched up as she cried. The DNA test proved she was Daddy 's daughter. He 'd bred me just like I thought. It was so wonderful to have created a life with him.

I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms, so happy in my new life story. So gladiolus my female parent had trained me to be a slut. I never would throw become dada 's wife nor have gained my mum as a sex slave if she had n't. I never would have the pleasance of fucking so many hombre and gal. I would have repressed my desires, forcing myself to suit a good, Muslim woman.

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

And when my daughter was old enough, I 'd shit indisputable she understood there was nothing incorrectly with her sexuality. She could explore it however she wanted. And maybe Daddy would engender a boy in me, a brother for Muna to search with.

I was such a slut.

The END