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Like Mother, Like Daughter

Part 5

Like Mother Like Daughter

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 5

 

Joe took his place in the center of the U shaped love seat, and gestured for Carla and Jennifer to join him.  Still dripping and covered in goose bumps, mother and daughter plodded along, their bare feet cold against the concrete floor, and sat on either side of him as he directed; Carla on his right, Jennifer on his left.  Leaning against the reclined back of the couch, he placed his arms around their shoulders and pulled them close against himself.

 

With his hands pressed against the sides of their heads, he positioned Carla and Jennifer’s faces close to his, and then planted his mouth over Jennifer’s, parting her teeth with his tongue.

 

“Don’t resist, Jennifer, or your dear mother will suffer the consequences.” he whispered into her ear.

 

Carla watched in helpless torment from just inches away, as this psychopath molested her innocent daughter.  She could see his tongue pushing into her mouth, swirling around, and she watched as he coaxed her daughter’s tongue into his own mouth, sucking on it like a miniature cock.  He held his tongue out for Jennifer to suck on, and fucked it in and out of her in a grotesque display.  Then he turned toward her and repeated the performance.

 

Back and forth, Joe kissed the two captives, and with each exchange he pulled their faces closer to his own, until their cheeks pressed firmly against his.  Now, he needed only to shift slightly to direct his attention to one mouth or the other.  They were so close, in fact, that Carla and Jennifer’s cheeks also touched, and he was able to lick across their lips with just a flick of his tongue.  Slowly, he turned the two more and more toward each other, kissing both mouths at once, until alas, he gripped the two firmly behind their heads and forced them to continue their deep, French kiss; on each other!

 

“Caress each other.” Joe demanded, adding further insult to this already depraved act.

 

Releasing his hold on their heads, Joe moved the mother and daughter’s hands into position on each others bodies, firmly insisting they stroke each other as they continue their incestuous make-out session.  He reached in between them and alternately pinched their nipples, causing them to cry out into each other’s open mouths.  He then placed Carla’s hand on her daughter’s thigh, and stroked her hand along the smooth skin leading toward her pubic mound.  Applying pressure against the top of Carla’s hand, Joe forced Jennifer’s left leg out, opening a gap large enough for Carla’s thumb to nestle down against her daughter’s clit.

 

“Make her cum.” Joe instructed the distraught mother, in a soft, but commanding voice.  “Make love to your daughter until she’s ready for my cock.”

 

Jennifer was beside herself at the prospect of losing her virginity to this evil man.  And the fact that her mother was helping him was unforgivable.  The taste and feel of her own mother’s mouth against hers was making her sick, and the pressure of her thumb against her sensitive little bud was like a needle.  Jennifer had masturbated herself to orgasm many times, as she found it relaxing, and she had developed several effective techniques, but what her mother was doing wasn’t one of them.  If anything, she found it annoying and uncomfortable.

 

“Use your mouth.” Joe demanded.

 

A look of shock covered Carla’s face as she glanced into Joe’s eyes.

 

“You can’t mean …” was all she managed to get out before Joe yanked Jennifer’s head back by the hair with his left hand and landed a resounding slap across her cheek with the right.

 

Startled by the quick reaction, Carla resumed lavishing kisses upon her daughter’s mouth and face, trying desperately to kiss away the pain.  She knew this man was serious, and feared his retribution upon her little girl.  She knew she had to do whatever he wanted, or Jennifer would be made to suffer, and she couldn’t stand the idea that she would be the cause of her baby’s anguish.

 

Jennifer’s will began to wither as her mother kissed away the tears.  The burning in her cheek radiated heat, and seemed to symbolize her resistance ebbing away as she resigned herself to her inescapable fate.  Her body went limp as her mother’s lips caressed their way across her cheek, planted little kisses behind her ear, and sucked on her neck.  She shivered involuntarily when she felt the tip of Carla’s tongue spiral against the sensitive skin, and then trace a line across her collar bone as the distraught mother cupped her daughter’s breasts in her hands.

 

With Joe’s help, Carla moved into a position sitting up on her knees in between her daughter’s legs.  Still cupping her breasts, she again noticed how firm and full they were, and how her own had lost some of their youthfulness.  Squeezing her hands, Carla admired her daughter’s nipples; the way they stood out proud and erect.  Timidly, she tilted her head forward and swiped her flattened tongue across the hard buds; first one, then the other.  As she began to block out the absurdity of the situation, Carla started getting into what she was doing.  After all, the feelings weren’t unpleasant, once she got past the thought of she was doing.  Things could certainly be much worse.  At least she was bringing her daughter pleasure instead of pain.

 

Joe watched enthralled as the young mother attended to her daughter’s tits.  Standing to remove his clothes, his eyes were glued to Jennifer’s hard nipples and well defined areolas as they were engulfed in her mother’s mouth.  Standing naked beside Carla, Joe put his hand on the back of her neck, urging her downward, while cupping his cock with his other hand.  Impatiently, he straddled Carla, reached down for Jennifer’s hips and pulled her to the edge of the couch.  With that, he lifted her ankles and pulled the girl’s legs up, propping her feet on her mother’s shoulders.  Still not satisfied, Joe pushed outward against her knees, splaying her delicate pussy in front of her mother’s face.  

 

“Eat it, you cunt.” Joe ordered Carla as he forced her head forward, driving her nose hard against her daughter’s pubic bone.  “If she doesn’t cum before I do, I’ll pussy whip the little tramp ‘till her cunt looks like hamburger.”

 

“And you.  Play with your tits.”  Joe looked directly into Jennifer’s eyes, continually stroking his semi-erect cock, and continued, “That’s it, keep rubbing ‘em.  Lick your fingers and tweak your nipples.  Yea, like that.  That’s good.  Keep it up.  Believe me, you want to cum before I do.” he warned her.

  

Convinced he would carry out his threat, Carla began to work on Jennifer’s pussy in earnest.  Bent over at the waist, she rested her elbows on either side of her daughter’s hips, and used her hands on the insides of her smooth thighs to gain better access to the delicate little flower.  Tracing along the outline of her labia, Carla licked around her daughter’s pussy, teasing it into responding the same way Jennifer’s father had teased her own cunt years earlier.  She remembered how his tongue had flitted around her most sensitive parts before pressing hard against her clit.  The technique had brought on a powerful orgasm in no time, so she figured it was the best shot she had to save her daughter more undue suffering.

 

Joe’s cock had grown to full erection from watching Jennifer have her pussy eaten out by her own mother, and he was ready for action.  Stepping back and kneeling down behind Carla, he placed one hand on the small of her back and used the other to glide the head of his dick up and down through the slit of her moistening cunt.  Three or four passes was all it took to lube the head, readying it for insertion.  With his ass resting on the edge on the couch, he thrust himself forward into Carla’s surprisingly tight pussy.  Not aware of her lack of sexual activity, he wasn’t expecting such a snug fit and he had to pull most of the way back out, and then lean forward a bit to sink himself in to the hilt.  Carla grunted into her daughter’s cunt as his glans banged against her cervix.

 

Jennifer tried to block the scene unfolding before her, but was thwarted by Joe’s booming voice demanding she keep her eyes open, and on him.  The picture was surreal; her mother’s head buried between her legs, and her own hands massaging her tits in full view of a strange man while he took her mother from behind.  She nearly broke out in nervous laughter as a wave of panic swept over her, but consciously fought to control it.  All the while, her mother’s efforts were beginning to pay off and she found herself responding in spite of herself.

 

As Joe quickened his pace, pounding harder into her, Carla could taste, and feel, her daughter’s thickening secretions on her tongue and in her mouth.  She worked hard to give Jennifer as much stimulation as she could, worried that Joe was closer to cumming than her little girl was.  She dreaded the thought that he might actually “pussy whip” her, although she wasn’t sure exactly what that would entail.  She only knew she didn’t want to find out.  Rolling her tongue, she drove it into Jennifer’s tight canal, flicking it around inside her.  Jennifer responded by rocking her hips, driving her mother’s tongue deeper into her virgin cunt.  Carla used her finger to stimulate Jennifer’s clit while continuing to work her tongue in and out.  She could feel her daughter’s pussy begin to contract around her as she increased the speed and pressure of her finger on the girl’s clit.

 

“AAUGH!” Jennifer moaned, as her climax racked her tense body.  Her legs quivered spastically against her mother’s head, and instinctively she pressed the back of her head with both hands, grinding her cunt against Carla’s open mouth.

 

Joe held hard onto Carla’s hips as he emptied his thick load deep inside her.  Watching her daughter cum on her face sent him over the top, and produced an intense orgasm.  It took nearly a minute for Joe to finally regain his composure.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 


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