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A repost of one of my personal faves.
Note: This is fiction and is intended for mature audiences.
JAKE & JACK
c. 1994, by Rhett Dreams
Chapter Ten - "Mother and Daughter"
I got my overnight bag from the car and Sophie and I went upstairs
and entered the master bedroom. We could hear the shower running in the
attached bathroom. I told Sophie to get undressed and quickly got out of
my own clothes. I got a bottle of scented oil from my bag and told Sophie
to lie face down on the king-sized bed. I straddled her on the bed and
warmed the oil in my hands before applying it to her back and rubbing it in.
I massaged the muscles of her neck, shoulders and upper back, then did
each of her arms in turn.
The water was turned off in the bathroom as I eased myself lower,
now sitting on Sophie's upper thighs, and began oiling and massaging her
mid- and lower-back. I was working the oil and my fingers into the white
flesh of Sophie's ass cheeks when the bathroom door opened and Joan
came out.
"Oh my!" she said.
"Hi there," I said and glanced over. She was dressed in a robe, tied
loosely enough that I could see most of her legs through the gap below,
and the swell of her breasts above. Her hand was covering her mouth in
surprise as she looked from me to the glistening body of her daughter
beneath me. I moved off of Sophie and knelt next to her and poured more
oil into my hands then began massaging it into her thighs and legs. When I
next looked up I found Joan next to the bed, staring down at Sophie's
body.
"She's beautiful, isn't she," I said and hopped off the bed. Joan
nodded and her eyes slowly left her daughter and went to me, immediately
down to the mostly hard cock jutting straight out from my body.
"You're... huge," she said.
As I walked toward her, my cock pointing the way, her eyes
remained on my cock until I stopped two feet from her. I saw her eyes
come up slowly as she took in my body and then looked into my face. Her
expression was one of excitement mixed with uncertainty.
I reached out and held the bathrobe tie in my hand and pulled in
slowly until the loose knot unraveled and the robe fell open. I pushed the
robe off her shoulders and it fell to a heap at her feet. Her breasts were
much smaller than Sophie's but stood firm and proud from her chest,
capped by long, stiff, rose-colored nipples. There was little evidence in her
narrow waist or softly rounded stomach that this thirty-three year-old
woman had given birth to three children. The patch of hair at the union of
her slender thighs was neatly trimmed and finer, silkier than her daughter's.
Her legs were perfectly shaped.
"You're beautiful," I said, quietly, then took her in my arms and
kissed her softly. My cock was trapped between our bodies, a hard
reminder of what was to come, as I kissed her. My hands slipped around
her and held her ass as our tongues explored each other's mouths.
"Will you join us?" I asked when we broke, then led her to the
edge of the bed where she sat. I climbed back up on the bed and finished
oiling Sophie legs, massaging the muscles of her calves while she half-
dozed.
"Turn over, Sophie. I want to do your front."
Sophie exhaled, sleepily, and began to rise. Then she seemed to
change her mind and lowered herself back down.
"Make me," she said.
I smiled at Joan and said, "I may need your help." Joan climbed up
on the bed and we got on either side of Sophie. I spanked her first, leaving
a hand print on Sophie's left cheek, then nodded to Joan who promptly
swatted the other cheek. We didn't spank her very hard, but continued
taking turns spanking her until Sophie's husky voice called out to stop. My
this point her ass was pink and quite warm to the touch.
She began to rise but I put my hand on her back, and said to Joan,
"Check her for me, Joan. Is our little slut wet?"
Joan blushed but reached her hand between Sophie's spread thighs
and announced that she was. When she pulled her hand out I held onto
Joan's wrist and brought her fingers to me mouth and licked off the wet
evidence of Sophie's excitement.
"You can turn over now," I said to Sophie, slapping her ass hard.
Sophie winced but obeyed, and Joan stared with undisguised curiosity at
the Sophie's body.
"Help me do her front," I suggested. Joan held a hand out and I
poured oil in it, then it my own. Joan began at Sophie's feet, and I at her
neck, and we began massaging the oil into her body. Sophie's eyes opened
and she smiled at me before taking an audible breath and closing her eyes
to concentrate on the sensations of four hands probing and massaging her
body. I skipped over Sophie's breasts and did her stomach before returning
to the melon-sized breasts at about the same time Joan was working her
fingers into Sophie's upper thighs and hips. After finishing Sophie's
breasts, her nipples were fully erect and she was breathing heavily. I slid
one hand down and covered one of Joan's with it, then slid our two hands
down the valley of Sophie's red pubic hair and over her cunt. I heard
Sophie moan softly as two of her mother's finger slipped inside.
I edged down until I was opposite Joan, our faces inches away, and
forced two of my own fingers into Sophie's hot snatch. Joan and I kissed
as our fingers played in Sophie's cunt. After a minute I pulled our fingers
out and brought hers up to my mouth and in to suck the juices. I held
Joan's eyes in mine as I brought my juice-covered fingers up to Joan's lips.
Her lips parted and my fingers eased inside, and it was very erotic to watch
her suck them clean, tasting the juices of her daughter.
After my fingers were clean I edged up the bed and motioned for
Joan to join me. When she was in position, kneeling on the other side of
Sophie's head, I lifted myself off my haunches so my cock jutted out
toward Joan, directly over Sophie's face.
"Lick and suck my cock, Joan. Prepare me to fuck your daughter."
Joan took my cock in her hands, feeling it, stroking it, before
lowering her head and licking the head. I noticed that Sophie's eyes were
open now, wide, as she watched her mother's tongue slide down my shaft.
Joan was not very experienced with oral sex, and I suggested she take the
head into her mouth. As Joan's lips opened wide and slid over the head of
my cock, Sophie began coaching.
"That's good, mom... tickle the underside of the head with your
tongue... that drives him crazy... suck him hard now... yes... continue
sucking while you take him deeper... now back..."
I had to pull her eager mouth off my cock after a minute or so of
this or else I'd be in no shape to last through a fuck.
"This was great, Joan," I said and kissed her. "It's your choice,
how would you like me to fuck your daughter?"
"You're gonna fuck her now?" she asked, enjoying the use of that
term.
We kissed again, then she said, "I'd like to watch you fuck her in
the ass."
I was surprised by this and heard a sharp intake of breath from
Sophie.
"I actually haven't done that yet, with Sophie," I said. "Maybe we
will, after dinner... It takes a bit of preparation."
"Okay," she said. "Is Bill gonna do that, with the girl?"
I glanced at the clock and recalled Cathy's plan for her first day
with Bill Patterson. "Yes," I said. "In fact, he's already fucked her up the
ass at least once and maybe twice by now."
Joan kissed me again, hard, and I knew that she was quite excited
by the idea of anal sex.
"Okay, flip her over and fuck her from behind," said Joan. She
helped me turn Sophie over and I knelt behind her while Sophie got to her
hands and knees.
"C'mere," I said to Joan, and she crawled down and knelt next to
Sophie, where she had a good view of my cock and Sophie's gaping sex.
"Put it in," I said, "put my cock in your daughter's cunt."
My cock was pointing at a forty- five degree angle, and Joan
grasped it and aimed it at Sophie's sex while I edged forward. Joan
managed a direct hit, and my cock head slipped into her daughter's cunt.
Joan didn't want to let go as I pushed forward; instead she slid her hand to
the base of my cock. With her hand there I could only get about six inches
into Sophie's tight cunt. I didn't mind, of course. I found this very
erotic,
having Mrs. Patterson's hand around my cock while it was stuck lewdly out
of her daughter's cunt.
"Watch this," I said I withdrew my cock. I used my hands to
spread Sophie's ass cheeks to expose her rosette, and Joan directed my
cock to the crinkled orifice.
"Rub it around," I said, and Joan moved my cock in small circles
over Sophie's anus. I could feel Sophie tense so I told her not to worry, I
wasn't going to enter her.
"When your husband comes home Sunday night," I said to Joan,
"he's got specific instructions to take you this way."
"Bill will fuck my... ass?" she said, excitement in her voice.
"Yes, but only after he's tied you up... and spanked you.... for being
such a naughty wife."
Joan blushed but couldn't disguise her pleasure at this news.
"Put it back in her cunt," I said.
She lowered my cock and together we eased it forward into
Sophie's sex. I removed Joan's hand and pulled her to me while I pushed
my cock to the hilt in Sophie's cunt.
Whispering in her ear, I said, "Go sit up against the headboard, in
front of Sophie, and make her eat your cunt while I fuck her."
If Sophie was surprised when her mother sat in front of her, her
legs spread so her cunt was directly in front of Sophie's eyes, I couldn't
tell.
She did, however, issue a little cry of surprise when her mother's hands
went to Sophie's head, forced her to drop down and pressed her face up
against her sex.
It was Joan's turn to cry out when Sophie's tongue began working
in her cunt. I began rodding Sophie, slowly at first, watching the mother,
sensing the daughter, as the three of us approached climax. Joan and
Sophie came at almost the same time and I wasn't quite ready. I was very
close when they finished, and decided to cum in Joan's mouth rather than
Sophie's cunt. I withdrew and pulled Sophie's knees out so she lay flat on
her stomach. I crawled up the bed and took Joan's head in my hands. Her
eyes opened to find my slick cock inches away. Her lips parted and I
pushed my slick cock past them and into her mouth. She sucked as hard as
she could while I pulled her head back and forth, fucking her mouth with
my cock. I didn't take more than a dozen strokes before I felt the delicious
release and shot jet and jet of cum into her mouth, then over her face as I
pulled out jacked the last several blasts on her face.
- o -
"This is a special day for me," said Joan when we were downstairs,
preparing dinner. She was wearing simple but elegant green dress that hung
with thin straps off her shoulders. It was cut very low in the back and low
enough in the front that I could see the swell of her breasts. A little
lower,
her long nipples were easily visible poking out through the silk fabric. Her
arm was around my back and mine rested on her hip. It was clear that she
wore nothing under the dress.
I hugged her to me and reached behind her, slowly bringing my
hands up underneath her dress to confirm my suspicion that she was nude
under the silk dress. My hands found nothing but her bare ass and I held it
in my hands and kissed her.
"Hey," said Sophie, "am I supposed to do all the work while you
guys play grope-in-the-dark?"
I ignored her and kissed Joan some more while my fingers slid
down her crack, teased her rosette then continued until I had two fingers
buried in her cunt. Our lips were still glued together when I withdrew my
fingers and retraced my route. This time I moved a finger that was slick
from her cunt juices in small circles over her rosette and then pushed in
slowly inside.
"Ohh," breathed Joan as she broke our kiss.
I kissed her cheek, then her ear, and whispered into that orifice
while I forced my finger two inches into her ass. "I should leave your ass
for your husband. But I'd like your help tonight taking Sophie's anal
cherry... would you help me fuck your daughter's virgin ass. "
I felt her head nod in agreement. I slipped my finger out of her ass
then broke our embrace and went to the kitchen sink to wash up.
"I could use some help," said Sophie. "If you're through mauling
my mother, that is."
I looked at Sophie and saw behind her petulant pose a certain
sparkle in her eyes. She was challenging me and hoping to lose.
"Joan, have you heard of dominance & submission," I asked and
saw Sophie's face light up. I went on to briefly explain the roles of tops
and bottoms in these sex games, then told her that Sophie was our slave
tonight.
"You mean she'll finally obey me?" said Joan.
"Or suffer the consequences," I said. I whispered a suggestion in
Joan's ear and she nodded. I checked the status of the rice and turned on
the broiler for the salmon steaks. Then I checked the fridge and found just
the thing I was looking for.
"I'd like to see you naked, slave, just like you were when I brought
you into this world."
Sophie nodded to her mother and began unbuttoning her blouse. I
brought the bag of carrots to the sink and began sorting them to find the
right ones. I selected three. The first was the runt of the litter, and I
scraped it and dulled the tip until it was less than four inches long and
tapered, from a half-inch at the tip to three-quarters of an inch at the
rounded base. The second was much longer but also narrow, perhaps a
little over an inch thick at the base. The third and final carrot was a
monster, eight or nine inches long and nearly two inches thick at the base.
After scraping the carrots I put them into a dish along with a half inch of
water and put them in the microwave, guessing at the power level and time
needed to get them to soften.
When I finished this chore Sophie was entirely nude and her
nakedness was enhanced by the bright kitchen lights and because her
mother and I were dressed. Throughout the preparation of the meal
Sophie had to endure the most menial tasks but also the humiliation of
being groped, teased and swatted by Joan and I. Joan decided to carry
around a rubber spatula and used it frequently on Sophie's ass when she
didn't move fast enough in response to Joan's orders.
"What do you think of these?" I asked Joan at one point. I was
standing behind Sophie, my arms reaching around her, my hands cupping
her large breasts.
"They're very nice, I suppose," said Joan, tapping the spatula
against the erect nipples. "A little large though."
"Hmmm," I said. "Perhaps for a normal girl, you're right. But don't
you agree that it's nice for a slut to have big tits."
"I see your point," said Joan. She look the opportunity to suck and
chew on Sophie's nipples and did so with loud noises, further embarrassing
her daughter.
"Don't you agree that our slut looks better this way, with her tits all
wet and juicy?" asked Joan when she finished.
I moved over to Joan and put my arm around her waist and we both
studied Sophie who stood red-faced in front of us. Her melon-sized
breasts rose and fell with her breathing and looked slutty with the coating
of saliva in the aureoles and nipples.
"You're absolutely right," I said. "There's one more thing our slut
needs, and I could use your help with it. Could you find some Crisco?"
Joan got the Crisco from the fridge and I checked the carrots in the
microwave. They were flexible without being too soft, perfect for my
needs. I dried them off and put them on the island counter in the middle of
the kitchen. Joan brought the Crisco over and put it down next to the three
carrots. I borrowed her spatula and when over behind Sophie and swatted
her on the ass.
"Move it, slave. Up against the counter!"
Sophie obeyed quickly and soon had her thighs pressed up against
the edge of the island counter.
"Bend over, bitch." I growled and swatted her again. "Tits on the
counter."
Sophie complied, bending onto the counter, her tits flattened on the
surface, her ass sticking out provocatively. In clinical terms, I explained
to
Joan what I wanted to do and she nodded and suggested a few things.
Then we went to work. I held Sophie's ass cheeks apart while Joan
applied dug a finger full of Crisco from the container and applied
it all around Sophie's anus.
"Oh, that's cold!" cried Sophie, which earned her a hard slap on her
ass.
Joan pushed her finger inside, as far as it would go and then fucked
the finger in and out while Sophie groaned quietly. At my signal Joan
withdrew her finger and selected the medium sized carrot. After
lubricating it she slowly shoved it three or four inches inside. Over a few
minutes she slowly fucked the carrot into Sophie's ass, going a bit deeper
each time until she was fucking her with all but the last inch of the seven-
inch intruder. She left the carrot sticking lewdly from Sophie's ass and got
the small carrot.
"Push it out, slut," I said to Sophie. It must have been the height of
embarrassment for Sophie to shit out the carrot but she did and it slowly
reappeared. Joan caught it and set it aside before pushing the smaller,
four-inch carrot deep inside Sophie's ass. When her sphincter closed,
trapping the veggie butt-plug inside, I announced we were done for
now and swatted Sophie.
She rose, gingerly, getting the feel for the butt-plug.
"Keep it in there," I warned.
Joan's fingers were covered with Crisco and she was about to wash
up when I stopped her and gave her an alternative idea. Joan's face lit up
and she proceeded to wipe her hands all over Sophie's breasts.
We finished preparing dinner and sat down to eat. Sophie was
doing a slow burn from the humiliation of sitting naked at the formal
dinning room table, her tits coated with Crisco and reflecting the candle
light like large beacons, and with the butt-plug in her ass a constant
reminder of what was to come. She drank a glass of wine, then another,
and ate silently while Joan and I conversed and ignored her.
"I have a hard time believing that your monster cock is going to fit
in the Sophie-slut's ass," said her mother at one point.
This brought an agreeing noise from Sophie.
"But I sure am gonna enjoy watching," said Joan, her eyes
sparkling. Sophie pouted in response to her mother's cruelty.
"You're nasty," I said and chuckled.
"Uh huh," she said, smiling.
"Tomorrow someone's gonna punish you for being so naughty," I
reminded her.
"I know," said Joan, blushing.
"I wonder what Bill would do to you if he really knew how bad
you've been?"
She just closed her eyes and smiled serenely.
"What would Bill do if he came home unexpectedly, right now, and
saw his daughter naked at the dinner table, looking like a fuck-toy? What
if I was forced to admit to him that you, his wide and Sophie's mother, was
helping me sodomize his precious daughter?"
"He'd probably ask you if he could try the slut when you were
finished?"
My eyebrows arched in surprise, and I pressed it, "Really? Do you
think he'd fuck his own daughter?"
I glanced over at Sophie and found her red-faced and staring open-
mouthed at her mother.
Joan took another drink of her wine and looked at me over the rim.
"Under normal circumstances Bill would resist any impulses he might have
for Sophie, or Angela for that matter. But what you're describing---an
opportunity to butt-fuck his daughter with no possibility of recrimination
from either me or her---that just might overcome his fatherly role. And I
know he's affected by the girls. I've noticed, ever since Sophie began
developing---"
She paused her and tapped her the flat part of her knife against one
of Sophie's nipples. "Ever since these big slut tits started to grow... he's
at
his most passionate with me after he's spent an evening watching TV or
something and Sophie's lounging around in her nightgown. Now it's
Angela too."
"Little sexy Angela," I mused and noticed out of the corner of my
eye Sophie turning her head and shooting me a look that could kill.
"Her too," said Joan. Then she noticed the look on my face and
laughed, then added, "Slow down, Jake-me-lad, this was fantasy. Pretend."
I smiled at her and at Sophie, then ordered her to clear the table.
Joan and I talked a bit while Sophie washed up the dishes, but mostly we
sipped our wine and looked at one another. As I looked at this pretty, sexy
woman I found myself wondering how Bill Patterson could keep his hands
off her.
- o -
"I'm done, Master," said Sophie after twenty minutes or so in the
kitchen. She looked at her mother, bowed slightly, and added, "and
Mistress."
We brought Sophie back into the kitchen and laid her out once
again bent over the island counter. She pushed out the butt-plug with no
problem and Joan greased up the biggest carrot and eased it into her ass
while I held her cheeks apart. She took it with surprisingly little
discomfort. Within a minute Joan was fucking the thick eight-inch carrot in
and out of Sophie's ass. The lubricating ability of the Crisco had apparently
increased as it sat in her warmed in her ass throughout dinner, and her
passage seemed much more relaxed.
"Let's take her upstairs," I said.
Joan made Sophie lead the way, bent over a bit as she walked and
climbed the stairs, the carrot held in her ass by Joan. We positioned Sophie
in the middle of the large bed, her head resting on her arms at the top of the
bed, her ass stuck up in the air. I quickly stripped then retrieved a tube of
K-Y jelly from my bag.
"Allow me," said Joan. She'd left Sophie on the bed, the thick
carrot protruding from her ass, and sashayed over to me and took the tube.
She kissed me then slid down my body, kissing and sucking on my nipples
and licking my belly button before falling to her knees and taking my semi-
hard cock into her warm, moist mouth. She got me hard in no time and
then warmed a large dollop of jelly between her fingers before thoroughly
coating the head and shaft of my rigid cock.
I climbed on the bed behind Sophie and spent several minutes
slapping her ass while I called her names. The natural muscles of Sophie's
ass gradually expelled the thick carrot as I spanked her, and Joan took it
away when it was about to drop out. I noticed that Sophie's ass was still
slightly dilated and quickly positioned my cock at her greasy hole.
"Owwwwwww," Sophie cried as I tried to push inside her. She
swayed away from me as I pushed, and I wasn't able to pop through.
I took a firm grip on her hips and said, "Sophie, you must push
back when I tell you to... it'll go much easier if you do. Okay, my love?"
She sniffled and nodded.
"Now, Sophie, push!" I said and eased forward while she groaned
and pushed her ass back. My cock popped past her sphincter and eased an
inch or two into her incredibly tight ass. I held it there while I gently
caressed her white globes. Joan knelt next to Sophie's hips and reached
under her to finger her cunt. I asked Sophie if she was okay and she
nodded and I felt her move slightly to brace herself for another try.
"Push, Sophie," I said and was surprised my the force of her ass as
she issued one long cry and pushed against me. My cock slid inside her
with relative ease until I had all but two inches buried in her ass.
"Oh Jesus," said Sophie. "I... I'm so goddamn full!"
"You Okay?"
"Yeh... wait a while... Oh, Jesus... let me got used to it."
"I think the slut's gonna like this," said Joan, the tone of her voice
infinitely more caring than her words.
Sophie laughed and said, "You just wait 'till you try this!"
I felt Joan's hand underneath, moving from Sophie's cunt to feel my
balls and the union of my cock and Sophie's stretched ass.
"I can't wait," said Joan. "I'm already jealous."
I slowly withdrew my cock, letting Sophie's muscles cooperate.
She moaned pleasantly as my cock eased out of her hole. I paused with
just the head in her ass and whispered instructions to Joan. She got a
pillow and backed under Sophie until she was under her cunt. I waited
until I could hear the lapping sounds of her tongue at work before signaling
Sophie and repeating the entry. This time, with two cooperative pushes I
went all the way to the root in her ass.
"Oh, Jesus," cried Sophie.
I waited patiently until Sophie indicated she was ready before
withdrawing my cock slowly and corking her once again. The delays
between each impailment served two purposes. It allowed Sophie to get
used to the feeling and allowed me to maintain control against the
incredible feelings of her tight ass hugging my cock like a vice. I'm sure I
would have cum much sooner than I did if I hadn't stared at a painting on
the wall. The few times I allowed myself to look at the sight of my cock
sticking out of her ass, her anus stretched impossibly wide around my girth,
had my head spinning and my cock throbbing.
"Oh, yes," moaned Sophie and I sensed her approaching orgasm as
her mother's tongue flicked over her clit and my cock drove steadily in,
corking her this time in one long steady thrust.
"Oh... Oh... Oh...," she chanted and I grit my teeth and stared at the
wall to keep from cuming as her ass muscles pulsed and throbbed around
my cock. Her climax was long and noisy, and I had to keep a firm grip on
her waist to keep her from collapsing on top of her mother when she was
through.
We rested for a minute or two while Sophie recovered. Joan's
hands gently caressed my balls as she waited for her daughter to revive
herself.
I felt Sophie's body recover and her voice say, "I'm... ready."
"That's good," I said, pulling my cock back slowly. "Is the Sophie-
slut ready for a butt-fuck?"
"Yes, Massssss---," she cried as I drove my cock to the hilt in a
single steady push. I didn't wait this time and immediately withdrew my
cock, slowly, hearing soft mewing from Sophie and the lapping sound as
her mother returned to Sophie's cunt.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned when I drove inside her again. She was still
very tight but I could now fuck her with relative ease.
"I think your mom's right," I said as I withdrew. "No way your dad
could resist this..." I corked her again and began to withdraw, "... butt-
fucking his slut daughter."
I stroked back and forth, my head swimming at the tactile and
visual pleasures of my first fuck of Sophie's ass.
"Spank me," cried Sophie. "Spank me you butt-fucking asshole!"
I spanked her hard, one, twice, three times before my overheated
balls twitched and my cock began erupting in her ass.
"Ahhh, yes... fill my ass with cum," she cried.
"Oh... Oh... Oh," I repeated as my cock erupted again and again. I
continued to fuck into her as fast as I could, slapping her ass absent
mindedly as I enjoyed the sweet release of my orgasm.
"I'm cuming soon," said Sophie. "Fuck me... fuck my slut ass... Oh
Yes!... Oh, yes!... Oh my God!"
Once again I could feel her ass pulse around my shunting cock as
she came, even harder this time. When she was done she passed out and
collapsed, pulling off of my spent cock and falling into a heap.
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