My Sister Loves Incest Threesomes
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The other day my daughter and I drove into my local Tesco's car park and after eventually finding a parking space for my large 4X4, I looked down on a smaller Ford to be greeted by a guy jerking himself off.
It was a Friday evening so the sky was already dim but sufficiently lit to let me see his beautiful penis as he fondled himself.
As a woman I am no stranger to men performing this sexual function, I have, especially during my teens performed hand-jobs on horny boyfriends, but as I watched him, I realised how time had flown, it had been years and as I quickly looked around at all the cars, it seemed to me to be personal, just him and I.
I looked across at my teenage daughter who was oblivious to what I was looking at and as I glanced in her direction, she was immersed in her music, her eyes thankfully were closed as she concentrated with her ear buds in.
As a mother I think my reaction should have been instinctively of protection, after all, what I was witnessing was a sexual crime, but I was neither alarmed or concerned, in fact I was secretly aroused as my eyes flitted between my young daughter and this middle-aged man relieving himself.
In the darkness of our cab I studied her face, lit in the glow of the neon signs around us, how would she react, as a girl myself I was never confronted like this especially with my own mother, and if the truth be told my mother never knew I was giving blow jobs to strangers at f******n at the back of the bicycle shed, we all were, on our knees in a row, sucking and swallowing.
My eyes rested on my daughters pouting mouth, the kind of mouth guys got hard over, she had inherited mine, hence my nickname, 'Hotlips'.
I smiled at that thought, how the years had gone and I reached up to the rear mirror and turned it to look at my mouth again, did I still have it, would that guy in the car below cum as easily as those guys did back then?
I looked out and down to him again, I suddenly realised I would like to see a 'Moneyshot', it had been years, in fact it was two years since my divorce and now this, I was beginning to wish I had left my daughter at home, I was horny, after all this time I was wetting my panties and I shifted uneasily.
My movement disturbed my beautiful little girl as she opened her eyes and looked at me and removed her ear buds. 'We're here', she remarked, slightly confused, 'why are we sitting here', she queried?
I studied her face, envious of her youthful beauty, her freshness and flawless skin, she was wearing a skirt that rode high on her thighs, great athletic legs and pert breasts, she was indeed a sexual delight on the eyes, 'Eye Candy' with extra honey to men looking at her and I wondered instinctively if her 'Honey Pot', had been violated by cock.
Some mothers have nightmares with their daughters uncontrollable sexual urges, believe me I knew how my own used to take over my body and dress accordingly, giving my parents the heart conditions every time I walked through our front door, but strangely for me, I was more relaxed, I enjoyed her beauty and how she held herself. I never question if she was sexually active, never repeating my own experience with my parents, I just took her to the clinic and put her contraceptive pills, 'To regulate your periods', I told her, but in reality I knew that somewhere sometime she would succumb to the temptation and at f******n I put a packet of condoms in her purse, 'Sex is cool', I told her, 'STD's and pregnancy are not'.
I was one of those mothers that was hip, I was a mother that would enjoy a night out with my daughter, like a sister, so I told her, 'I'm watching a guy jacking off'.
Her face beamed and her eyes went doe shaped, 'Where', she exclaimed and brushed in close to me, pressing her face up to my window, I could smell her perfume and feel her breasts on my forearm, 'My God he has a big one', she remarked as she pressed her pouting mouth against the window.
I suddenly became the proverbial fly on the wall, my daughter was giving away her sexuality to me, pressing hard against me to watch this man;s cock as he jerked off to us and I wondered if he knew he had a captive audience?
She pulled away and sat facing me, 'Does he know we are watching him'? I looked at her she was sitting exposing her panties, open legged a clear sign a woman is thinking about sex. 'I was wondering the same thing', I replied honestly.
In the moments silence known as the 'Pregnant Pause', we sat looking at each other, a true mother and daughter moment, then she said, 'Why don't you offer to fuck him'?
I could not believe my ears at her comment and before I could raise any retort she continued, 'it's been like forever since you bedded a man'.
I sat with my mouth open at her honesty but more so with her frank and honest assessment of my sex life, it was to all intents and purposes, a weekly session with my dildo, then I cringed, did she know I was even using one?
The smile on her face beamed back at me, I knew she loved me and in a strange sort of way her crude assertion of physical love to be taken advantage off whenever a guy whips his dick out, for some relief, made me laugh also.
'You think I should go down there and offer to sit on it', I finally retorted?
'If you don't use it, you lose it', she replied candidly.
We were communicating more like friends than mother and daughter, a perfect scenario for keeping your daughter on-board, they say, keeping her on the straight and narrow.
'You think I would enjoy it knowing you were watching me', her answer shocked me, 'Yes I would love to watch you, I'm sure I could learn a lot from you'.
I turned and looked back down at him, I was aching now, my body was screaming for some action now all my old yearning were alive and kicking.
'My boyfriends think you're a MILF'. 'Which ones', I queried?
'I could call half a dozen and they would be all over you in minutes mother'.
I could remember some of the boys she had brought home, they were really cute, jail bait. 'Are you fucking now', I asked her honestly?
'You know I am', she replied naughtily, she had a glint in her eye and her perfect teeth showed through her pouting mouth.
She then came close to me again to look down, I could feel her heart beating in unison with my own, she was excited and since out frank discussion she spoke with more bravado, 'Lets double team him'?
As my ears drank in her words of the most outrageous sexual liaisons, I never responded, that told her I was cool about the idea and before I could react she had opened my door, causing the small interior light to go on and the guy stopped to see two beautiful faces staring into his car.
We were standing outside, I did not even remember getting out of my car or my daughter being the aggressor, she had opened the passenger door and bundled me inside, now she was between the two seats sitting in the back her hand reaching down and was holding his cock and as I looked she was kissing his ear, I could see her tongue twisting and screwing inside his ear and her hand pleasuring his cock.
I slid my panties off and hiked my dress up, 'Go get him Mom', my daughter broke from his ear as she watched me ready myself to mount him.
'Jesus fucking Christ', the poor bastard remarked, 'you two are mother and daughter', and as he gasped in disbelief, I successfully navigated the gear change stick and mounted his lap and held myself there feeling my daughters hand guide his cock into me, I started humping him violently, the years of frustration suddenly opened me like a dam bursting its banks, I was humping like a crazy bitch and his cock, no feeling my daughters presence or even caring she was there, I was quickly approaching orgasm and the crudities escaping my mouth were less than ladylike and the sudden rush from my vagina told me I had squirted my powerful orgasm all over his crotch.
I held onto him as tightly as I could with my head on his shoulder as my body continued convulsing, with little reverberations of orgasmic pleasure touching me like a live wire swinging in a wind.
I heard my daughter suggest it was her turn now and I wearily dismounted him, my thighs in a cramp as I was not used to such physical exertions, my thighs were physically shaking.
I could hear him tell my daughter he had cum, he needed some time and then his door opened and my daughter's head was down on his cock, she was blowing him to get him hard for her fuck.
He had lowered the back of his seat so I lent in and joined her, 'I'll clean him up', I said to her and together we went to work on his crotch, balls and cock, I could feel him grow in my mouth and told my daughter he was almost ready, pulled my mouth off his cock and watched as my daughter raised her leg over his lap, she was outside the car and without any clothing from her waist down.
I sat back and watched my perfect specimen of a daughter fuck this middle-aged man to total flaccidity, she was an action I found captivating, precise and exacting, and made really good noises as she orgasmed.
Ten minutes later we walked into the Tesco store, her long tanned legs showing up beautifully under her short white dress. 'Are you wearing panties', I asked her, 'No', she replied, 'and neither are you'.
She was right I left them lying in the foot well of the passenger seat, they were black, so he would not see them, whereas my daughters were white, 'Where are they', I asked her, 'In his back seat pocket', she replied.
We met a neighbour inside the store, she remarked we looked like sisters, I caught my reflection in the mirror, she was right, the yeas on my face had melted away and that put a smile on my face as I noted men looking at us, 'What now', asked my daughter, 'A sex shop and a phone call to those boyfriends of yours', I replied, I wanted to feel what it was like with a boy, if I was going to be a MILF, then I needed to start acting like one.
It was a Friday evening so the sky was already dim but sufficiently lit to let me see his beautiful penis as he fondled himself.
As a woman I am no stranger to men performing this sexual function, I have, especially during my teens performed hand-jobs on horny boyfriends, but as I watched him, I realised how time had flown, it had been years and as I quickly looked around at all the cars, it seemed to me to be personal, just him and I.
I looked across at my teenage daughter who was oblivious to what I was looking at and as I glanced in her direction, she was immersed in her music, her eyes thankfully were closed as she concentrated with her ear buds in.
As a mother I think my reaction should have been instinctively of protection, after all, what I was witnessing was a sexual crime, but I was neither alarmed or concerned, in fact I was secretly aroused as my eyes flitted between my young daughter and this middle-aged man relieving himself.
In the darkness of our cab I studied her face, lit in the glow of the neon signs around us, how would she react, as a girl myself I was never confronted like this especially with my own mother, and if the truth be told my mother never knew I was giving blow jobs to strangers at f******n at the back of the bicycle shed, we all were, on our knees in a row, sucking and swallowing.
My eyes rested on my daughters pouting mouth, the kind of mouth guys got hard over, she had inherited mine, hence my nickname, 'Hotlips'.
I smiled at that thought, how the years had gone and I reached up to the rear mirror and turned it to look at my mouth again, did I still have it, would that guy in the car below cum as easily as those guys did back then?
I looked out and down to him again, I suddenly realised I would like to see a 'Moneyshot', it had been years, in fact it was two years since my divorce and now this, I was beginning to wish I had left my daughter at home, I was horny, after all this time I was wetting my panties and I shifted uneasily.
My movement disturbed my beautiful little girl as she opened her eyes and looked at me and removed her ear buds. 'We're here', she remarked, slightly confused, 'why are we sitting here', she queried?
I studied her face, envious of her youthful beauty, her freshness and flawless skin, she was wearing a skirt that rode high on her thighs, great athletic legs and pert breasts, she was indeed a sexual delight on the eyes, 'Eye Candy' with extra honey to men looking at her and I wondered instinctively if her 'Honey Pot', had been violated by cock.
Some mothers have nightmares with their daughters uncontrollable sexual urges, believe me I knew how my own used to take over my body and dress accordingly, giving my parents the heart conditions every time I walked through our front door, but strangely for me, I was more relaxed, I enjoyed her beauty and how she held herself. I never question if she was sexually active, never repeating my own experience with my parents, I just took her to the clinic and put her contraceptive pills, 'To regulate your periods', I told her, but in reality I knew that somewhere sometime she would succumb to the temptation and at f******n I put a packet of condoms in her purse, 'Sex is cool', I told her, 'STD's and pregnancy are not'.
I was one of those mothers that was hip, I was a mother that would enjoy a night out with my daughter, like a sister, so I told her, 'I'm watching a guy jacking off'.
Her face beamed and her eyes went doe shaped, 'Where', she exclaimed and brushed in close to me, pressing her face up to my window, I could smell her perfume and feel her breasts on my forearm, 'My God he has a big one', she remarked as she pressed her pouting mouth against the window.
I suddenly became the proverbial fly on the wall, my daughter was giving away her sexuality to me, pressing hard against me to watch this man;s cock as he jerked off to us and I wondered if he knew he had a captive audience?
She pulled away and sat facing me, 'Does he know we are watching him'? I looked at her she was sitting exposing her panties, open legged a clear sign a woman is thinking about sex. 'I was wondering the same thing', I replied honestly.
In the moments silence known as the 'Pregnant Pause', we sat looking at each other, a true mother and daughter moment, then she said, 'Why don't you offer to fuck him'?
I could not believe my ears at her comment and before I could raise any retort she continued, 'it's been like forever since you bedded a man'.
I sat with my mouth open at her honesty but more so with her frank and honest assessment of my sex life, it was to all intents and purposes, a weekly session with my dildo, then I cringed, did she know I was even using one?
The smile on her face beamed back at me, I knew she loved me and in a strange sort of way her crude assertion of physical love to be taken advantage off whenever a guy whips his dick out, for some relief, made me laugh also.
'You think I should go down there and offer to sit on it', I finally retorted?
'If you don't use it, you lose it', she replied candidly.
We were communicating more like friends than mother and daughter, a perfect scenario for keeping your daughter on-board, they say, keeping her on the straight and narrow.
'You think I would enjoy it knowing you were watching me', her answer shocked me, 'Yes I would love to watch you, I'm sure I could learn a lot from you'.
I turned and looked back down at him, I was aching now, my body was screaming for some action now all my old yearning were alive and kicking.
'My boyfriends think you're a MILF'. 'Which ones', I queried?
'I could call half a dozen and they would be all over you in minutes mother'.
I could remember some of the boys she had brought home, they were really cute, jail bait. 'Are you fucking now', I asked her honestly?
'You know I am', she replied naughtily, she had a glint in her eye and her perfect teeth showed through her pouting mouth.
She then came close to me again to look down, I could feel her heart beating in unison with my own, she was excited and since out frank discussion she spoke with more bravado, 'Lets double team him'?
As my ears drank in her words of the most outrageous sexual liaisons, I never responded, that told her I was cool about the idea and before I could react she had opened my door, causing the small interior light to go on and the guy stopped to see two beautiful faces staring into his car.
We were standing outside, I did not even remember getting out of my car or my daughter being the aggressor, she had opened the passenger door and bundled me inside, now she was between the two seats sitting in the back her hand reaching down and was holding his cock and as I looked she was kissing his ear, I could see her tongue twisting and screwing inside his ear and her hand pleasuring his cock.
I slid my panties off and hiked my dress up, 'Go get him Mom', my daughter broke from his ear as she watched me ready myself to mount him.
'Jesus fucking Christ', the poor bastard remarked, 'you two are mother and daughter', and as he gasped in disbelief, I successfully navigated the gear change stick and mounted his lap and held myself there feeling my daughters hand guide his cock into me, I started humping him violently, the years of frustration suddenly opened me like a dam bursting its banks, I was humping like a crazy bitch and his cock, no feeling my daughters presence or even caring she was there, I was quickly approaching orgasm and the crudities escaping my mouth were less than ladylike and the sudden rush from my vagina told me I had squirted my powerful orgasm all over his crotch.
I held onto him as tightly as I could with my head on his shoulder as my body continued convulsing, with little reverberations of orgasmic pleasure touching me like a live wire swinging in a wind.
I heard my daughter suggest it was her turn now and I wearily dismounted him, my thighs in a cramp as I was not used to such physical exertions, my thighs were physically shaking.
I could hear him tell my daughter he had cum, he needed some time and then his door opened and my daughter's head was down on his cock, she was blowing him to get him hard for her fuck.
He had lowered the back of his seat so I lent in and joined her, 'I'll clean him up', I said to her and together we went to work on his crotch, balls and cock, I could feel him grow in my mouth and told my daughter he was almost ready, pulled my mouth off his cock and watched as my daughter raised her leg over his lap, she was outside the car and without any clothing from her waist down.
I sat back and watched my perfect specimen of a daughter fuck this middle-aged man to total flaccidity, she was an action I found captivating, precise and exacting, and made really good noises as she orgasmed.
Ten minutes later we walked into the Tesco store, her long tanned legs showing up beautifully under her short white dress. 'Are you wearing panties', I asked her, 'No', she replied, 'and neither are you'.
She was right I left them lying in the foot well of the passenger seat, they were black, so he would not see them, whereas my daughters were white, 'Where are they', I asked her, 'In his back seat pocket', she replied.
We met a neighbour inside the store, she remarked we looked like sisters, I caught my reflection in the mirror, she was right, the yeas on my face had melted away and that put a smile on my face as I noted men looking at us, 'What now', asked my daughter, 'A sex shop and a phone call to those boyfriends of yours', I replied, I wanted to feel what it was like with a boy, if I was going to be a MILF, then I needed to start acting like one.
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