Chapter 55: 55 Mom and Daughters

After dropping Cathy off in town, I flip up my sensitivity back to 60%. I was already feeling hot and bothered thinking about the coeds, but now I’m sopping. The jeans and panties rub against my lower body as I shift and squeeze my hips.

 

“mmmh,” I have a minor orgasm. A moment later, I realized what I did and put my hand over my mouth. “sorry, mom.”

 

Mom shakes her head. “You can do what you want,” she reminds me with a gentle voice. I get it, but it’s weird that she doesn’t care. Honestly, it’s disappointing that she’s so okay with everything. I mean, it would have been hotter if she screamed Hedone, but then I remind her what she said, and then she goes down on me in the car?

 

I feel a hand resting on my upper thigh as mom reassuringly squeezes. Mom, I know you’re trying to be supportive, but you don’t understand what that does to me right now! I bite my lip and place my hand on moms. I entwine my fingers with hers to keep her hands there. I unbutton my jeans with my right hand and slide them into my panties.

 

“Mom, I love you,” I breathlessly say.

 

“I love you too,” mom replies as she rubs my thigh.

 

“Oh god,” I mumble as I shove my whole hand in. The car fills with the squish squash of me fingering myself. Then it builds and builds until I jerk back in the chair. I squirt all over the floor and window. Mom’s hand and arm are also covered in my cum.

 

It’s so hot it’s a dream come true. Sometimes I think I’ll wake up from this dream and be in my old sexless body. Sitting in my room with no focus and frustrated.

 

“Thanks, I was getting hungry,” I hear mom say next to me. She lifts my hand with hers and licks my cream off of them. It’s slow and meticulous. Her tongue gently rolls over each finger. I swallow my spit and feel another orgasm building just from this. How can mom look so elegant even when doing something so lewd?

 

I have a minor shake as I orgasm from my fingers. My sudden movement rubs my hand against mom’s face. Oh god, it’s so hot as my cum drips from her nose and chin. She smiles gently at me and says, “your making a mess. It’s like you’re a baby again.”

 

I laugh. “Mom, if I’m a baby again, can I suck on your tits?” I joke.

 

Mom tilts her head in thought, then nods. “If you want, you can. But I don’t think you’ll get the result you want,” she explains.

 

“Can you not orgasm either?” I ask. Mom has never shown interest in sex my whole life.

 

“It’s not that I can’t orgasm. But you aren’t strong enough to defeat my aura. I haven’t met anyone who can. You and Brigit notice my body and remember because you are my daughters. If I were to walk nude in front of your average person, they wouldn’t even realize or remember,” Mom explains.

 

I think for a moment, then say, “Well, at least you can masturbate.”

 

“No, honey. Due to my aura protecting me, I also don’t receive that kind of stimuli. Basically, I don’t get sexually excited.”

 

“That’s too bad,” I say in disappointment.

 

“Don’t worry about it. You can still have fun.”

 

I will get powerful enough to have sex with mom. I clench my fist with determination. Then I take mom at her word and strip completely. I play with my clit and lift my breast to my mouth and suck on it. Soon I’m orgasming and filling the car with my fluids. I switch between each tit until we reach home.

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When I open the car, my cum floods out onto the driveway. Brigit exits the house to greet us with a smile. Then she sees me and pouts. “That’s not fair!” Brigit yells with a stamp of her foot. She is still wearing her sleepwear, a purple silk nighty that hangs loosely on her body.

 

Mom walks over and hugs Brigit. “You can do what you want to. If you ever want to masturbate or have sex, you shouldn’t feel ashamed. I support both of you,” mom dotingly says.

 

“Alright, keep hugging me to make it up to me,” Brigit says into moms large breasts. She starts to masturbate with both her hands under her skirt. I walk over and reach around her squashing my still nude boobs against her back.

 

“Hey, this is for me to catch up,” Brigit complains.

 

I nibble her ear as I slide my hands under her silk lingerie. I begin to play with her nipples, “I’ll help.”

 

“Oh, yeah, fine. But you can’t orgasm until I say. And no turning down your sensitivity,” Brigit orders me.

 

“If that’s what you want, sister,” I say while licking and slobbering in her ear. As I’m playing with Brigit, I notice Saphire in the doorway. “Come here, Saphire,” I call to her.

 

Saphire trots over and asks, “Mistress, what you need?”

 

“There is a hole that needs your long tongue,” I say.

 

“What?” Brigit questions, but Saphire seems to understand. She crawls between my legs and shoves her face into Brigit’s ass. I can’t see anything, but Brigit’s tongue falls out of her mouth as she is now only held up by being squished between mom and me.

 

She shakes, and her eyes roll, but this is only her first orgasm. I suck on her tongue and pinch her nipples hard. She jerks back to her senses but soon orgasms again. I keep playing until her body is completely dead weight.

 

The whole time I’m grinding against the back of Saphire’s head. I make sure not to orgasm, keeping me just on the edge. I ask Brigit, “Can I orgasm now, or do you want to continue?”

 

Brigit rolls her head and looks over her shoulder. “Let me eat you out.” I nod and let her slide to the ground. Mom steps back with the expression of a mother watching her daughters play together.

 

She crawls up my legs, and she just looks at my pussy for a while as it pulsates with anticipation. Saphire looks at me questioningly. I nod, and I pull my ass cheeks apart. I was looking forward to this the whole time. She shoves her face in my ass. Her large upturn nose feels like I’m being hotdogged while her large tongue slowly pushes its way into the rim of my ass. It’s a bit large for my first time, but the saliva lubricates me. It wiggles in and out of my ass and wobbles around, coating my ass in slobber.

 

Brigit watches as I lean forward against the anal insertion as if I’m displaying my cunt to her. She finally sucks in my engorged clit. I orgasm with a scream, but this is just the beginning. Brigit gobbles my slit, swallowing as much as she can. Every lick breaks me, and I topple over to the ground.

 

We lie next to each other as Saphire cleans us with her tongue. I relax as I hear mom open the front door. She calls to us, “It’s summer, but you can still catch a cold don’t stay there too long.”

 

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