Becky Davies

I smiled as I stared down at my best friend, and lover, squirming on the bed. Tonya was such a cutie. Blonde and petite, her breasts small like my sister, Sam. I wanted to introduce Tonya to the incestuous nature of my family. It would be great if Tonya gasped and moaned on Daddy's cock while Mom ate my cunt. My parents were sexy.

First, I had to get her to accept incest in her own family. I had to get her to have sex with her mother.

"Mmm, you're just so sexy," I said, my pussy juicy. I was naked, too, my braid of auburn hair sweeping down my back. My large breasts jiggled at my every movement. "You just stay there. I have to freshen up real quick."

"Hurry," she groaned. "I want you to pound me."

I grinned and picked up the strap-on. I held the vinyl harness pinched between my thumb and forefinger. I went to my first sex shop with Mom last weekend to buy this. It swayed, the dildo thick and long. It was dark-blue and covered in little bumps. "With this."

She nodded her head.

I winked at my lover and then slipped naked out of her bedroom. We had the house all to ourselves. Her younger brother had his baseball practice, her father was still at work, and her mother was supposed to be out at a church function.

My friend didn't know her mother lurked in the house, eager to listen to me fucking her daughter.

I found Mrs. Alberts lurking in the bathroom. The blonde MILF was naked, her hands already rubbing at her pussy, her fingers sliding through her golden curls. She shuddered at the sight of me, her blue eyes bright, her round face twisting with pleasure.

"Ooh, you're being a naughty mommy," I said. "I'm going to fuck her so hard. You're going to hear every sound she makes."

"With that?" asked Mrs. Alberts.

I held up the dildo before her. "This is going to slam into your daughter's pussy. I'm going to fuck her so hard while she calls me Mommy." 

Mrs. Alberts shuddered. She wanted her daughter as badly as I wanted to see their incestuous love. Dad was eager for me to do this. He wanted to hear all about it. Last night, when he was in my pussy, I whispered in his ear about what I was going to do after classes while he was getting his tour at city hall.

I pressed the dildo into her mouth. Her mouth opened wide. Her ruby lips sealed on it. She sucked on the toy that would soon fuck her daughter's cunt. My body trembled. My breasts swayed. The last two weeks had been amazing. Tonya and I had seduced three of our professors while our naughty mother/daughter roleplay continued.

I hoped Tonya was thinking of her own mother. I was guiding her there. It would be incredible.

Mrs. Alberts sucked on the dildo. Drool ran down her chin. The naughty MILF rubbed her pussy. Her fingers caressed herself. Her legs twitched and throbbed. She sucked on it. Nursed. Her cheeks hollowed as she whimpered, her breasts swaying.

"I'm going to pound her," I purred, pulling the dildo from Mrs. Alberts's mouth. "Your saliva's going to lube it."

"Yes," she whimpered. "Do it. Go fuck my daughter."

I winked at her then flushed the toilet. "Oh, I will," I said, turning on the faucet, letting the water run as I pulled on the harness. All a ruse to make my friend think nothing special was going on in here. "I'm going to fuck her so hard."

She quivered and plunged her digits into her pussy. I smiled, loving the fact that this beautiful woman was masturbating thinking about me and her daughter. I tightened the harness, my breasts swaying before me.

I wanted to pound my friend hard.

I slipped out of the bathroom. My dildo's base rubbed against my clit as I sauntered down the hallway. I was so juicy. I bit my lip as I reached the bedroom. I opened the door and didn't close it as I sauntered in.

My friend smiled at me. "You got a text from Seth. Are you and him going to start dating."

"He's just wondering why I'm skipping chess club," I said, my cheeks burning. Seth Parish had grown on me the last two weeks. I found myself joining the college's small chess club. He was a cute boy, but he wasn't my daddy. "We're just friends. Jealous."

Tonya shook her head. "What we're doing has nothing with you finding a man to marry."

I'd already found my man. My sexy daddy.

"We're just women supporting each other and loving each other. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Nothing," I breathed. "Mmm, there's my sexy daughter. You've been a bad girl, lying there naked."

"I have been, Mommy," she moaned, her hands rubbing at her pussy. She slid right into the taboo roleplay. "I've been masturbating, and I just can't get off. I can't cum like you told me to."

I shuddered, liking where this game was going.

"So you need your mommy to fuck you?" I asked, sauntering to the bed. A wicked idea popped into my head. A way to train Tonya for the time she had sex with my dad.

She would need those sort of skills.

Tonya nodded her head, her platinum-blonde hair swaying about her flushed face. She plunged her fingers deeper into her pussy. Her small breasts quivering. 

"Say it," I said.

"I want Mommy to make me cum," she whimpered.

I cocked my head. "What was that? I didn't hear you, young lady."

My friend shuddered. "I want Mommy to make me cum!"

I knew Mrs. Alberts heard that. I pictured her masturbating her cunt with a frantic delight. I shuddered, my body quivering as I headed to my friend, my breasts swaying. I reached the bed, kneeling on it, the dildo bobbing before me. I grabbed her hair, pulling her lips to it.

"Just suck on Mommy's girl-cock," I purred. "Get me nice and wet for your naughty cunny."

"Yes, Mommy!" she moaned and didn't hesitate.

She engulfed the dildo and fellated it. She bobbed her head up and down the shaft, pressing the base into my clit. Little sparks flew. I groaned, my fingers clenching. Waves of heat washed over me. I groaned, the pleasure spilling through me as she worked her mouth up and down the fake dick.

She was tasting her own mother's spit. An indirect kiss. A shared blowjob. I shuddered, my breasts quivering. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. Juices flooded down my thighs. I groaned, my fingers clenching and relaxing. Such wicked ideas spilled through my mind.

I couldn't wait for Tonya to enjoy her mother with me.

I pulled the dildo out of my friend's mouth. She gasped and panted, a line of drool running down her chin. "I think that's wet enough, don't you?"

"Yes," she moaned and then rolled over onto her hands and knees. "Oh, Mommy, I'm so wet. I just need you fucking me. Pound me, Mommy!"

Her feverish moans echoed through the room. I pictured Mrs. Alberts quivering on the bathroom counter, her fingers plunging into that delicious pussy. I licked my lips, remembering the last time I ate her out.

It was right after feasting on Tonya. I had both their pussy juices on my lips for one wild moment.

It was like licking from Sam's to Mom's twats. 

I shuddered and grabbed my friend's hip with one hand as I shifted into position. My juices soaked through my bush and dripped down my thighs. My breasts swayed as I brought the tip of the dildo to her pussy. I rubbed it against her hot flesh.

She quivered and cooed. I slid it up and down her slit, caressing her labia. This wonderful delight rippled through my body. I wanted to slam into her. I wanted to fuck her hard. I would make her quiver and explode on my dildo.

"Mommy's going to fuck you so hard," I purred, pressing the dildo's tip an inch into her pussy. Her labia spread wide just like her mother's lips had to swallow the toy. I groaned as my friend whimpered. "Just pound you."

"Yes, yes, fuck me, Mommy!" she moaned, her body shaking. Then she slammed her hips back.

I gasped as her pussy engulfed the bumpy dildo. The base pressed into my clit. Naughty sparks burst through my body. My breasts jiggled as this wicked heat swept through my flesh. I groaned and whimpered. My fingers clenched and flexed. This was such an exciting, intoxicating rush. It had me groaning and gasping.

I sucked in deep breaths against this passion. I bit my lower lip. My hips wiggled back and forth as her pussy engulfed more and more of the shaft. Then her rump was pressed into my crotch. My breasts swayed as the pleasure shot through me.

"Naughty girl!" I moaned as she rocked forward, her pussy sliding up the shaft. The bumpy dildo emerged soaked in her juices. Her tangy passion filled my nose.

"Sorry, Mommy!" whimpered Tonya. "I've been thinking about you fucking me all day! Sitting in classes, imagining you pounding me! I love it when you fuck me with your strap-on, Mommy!"

I imagined Mrs. Alberts groaning in delight at hearing those sweet words.

I thrust hard into Tonya as she rocked back. Our flesh slapped together. I gasped, my clit drinking in the pressure. My pussy grew hotter. Tonya moaned. Her supple back arched. I stroked her skin as we fucked each other, both our hips thrusting, our flesh colliding together.

That naughty sound echoed through the bedroom. I loved it. I caressed her sides, stroking her flesh. My fingers drank in the silky delight of her skin. I ran them over her back then swept down to caress her flat stomach.

"Mommy!" she squealed as my fingers dipped into her bellybutton. "Oh, yes, yes, Mommy! You're going to make me explode!"

"Good!" I purred. "I want my naughty, little girl to cum so hard."

"So hard, Mommy!" 

Her stomach flexed beneath my fingers as she fucked back into me. I stroked her lithe flesh as my clit drank in the pressure from the base of the clit. My pussy clenched every time I rammed forward. My breasts heaved before me, smacking together, adding a naughty sound to the slap of my crotch into her rump.

The air filled with the hot musk of pussy. Her tangy delight and my spicy treat. Intoxicating. 

I shuddered, ramming hard into her, my clit aching, throbbing. I was so glad I had the biggest clit in the family. My aching bud drank in the pressure from the dildo's base. It felt incredible to thrust forward. I drove my fake cock deep into my friend's twat.

My hands held her hips. I squeezed them. I gripped her hard as I thrust forward. I buried over and over into her. My head swayed. This wonderful pleasure burned through me. I groaned, my pussy clenching. The heat swelled and swelled, feeding my orgasm.

"Mommy!" Tonya howled, my friend's voice sounding delirious as it echoed through the room. "Oh, yes, yes, Mommy! I want to cum on your dildo! Keep fucking me, Mommy!"

"Mmm, yes, yes!" I moaned, my hands sweeping up her stomach to find her small breasts.

I cupped her little handfuls, her hard nipples rubbing into my palms. I massaged her tits, massaging in small circles. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing. She rocked back harder into my thrusts, my clit bursting with pleasure.

My strokes grew more and more ferocious as my orgasm swelled inside of me. I loved fucking her. It was so hot pretending to her mother. And just knowing Mrs. Alberts was probably cumming in the bathroom listening to us only carried me towards my climax.

"Mommy!" Tonya gasped, her breasts quivering in my hands. "Oh, Mommy. I'm almost there. Just a few more strokes."

SMACK! 

I slammed deep into her, my crotch slapping her rump. 

"Yes, yes, so close!" she whimpered. 

SMACK!

Tonya threw back her head and cried out in wordless passion. As I slammed in again, her hot pussy cream bathed my thighs and soaked my bush. Our passions mingled together, her tangy scent filling my nose.

"Mommy!" she shrieked in rapture.

I buried into her. 

SMACK! 

Came!

My pussy convulsed. My clit pulsed with rapture against the base of the dildo. My breasts bounced before me as my entire body trembled. Waves of ecstasy washed out of my cunt. They flowed through my body. They inundated my mind, spilling over my thoughts and drowning me in this wonderful passion.

"You love Mommy, don't you!" I howled, my mind melting.

"I love you so much, Mommy!" my friend moaned.

I heard a gasp echo down the hallway. I knew Mrs. Alberts shared our climatic rapture.

My head swayed from side to side, stars bursting across my eyes. I gripped my friend's tits, squeezing them as my body shook. My orgasm screamed through me. It carried me to dizzying heights before fading.

I leaned over and hugged my friend. My breasts pressed into her naked back. She shuddered beneath me. I rolled us onto our sides, the dildo shifting around against my clit, still buried in her twat. Her head turned to kiss me.

Our lips met over her shoulder. She tasted so sweet. She rubbed into my breasts, my sensitive nipples tingling. Our tongues dueled while I knew Mrs. Alberts was savoring her own post-rapture bliss.

"Mmm," Tonya purred, breaking the kiss. "So, which professor did you want to seduce next?"

"Maybe we should go for someone from church," I said. "A sexy, older woman. Like your mother."

She shuddered. "My... mother?"

"Wouldn't it be naughty to have sex with your mother?" I asked her.

Her eyes widened. "Becky!" she gasped. "That's incest."

"Sounds hot, doesn't it," I purred, nuzzling into her ear. I licked her lobe and loved how she shuddered. "To be fucked by your real mother."

She shifted then said, "How about Mrs. Cantrell. She's beautiful."

I smiled. Mrs. Cantrell was a sexy woman. Her daughter was about to be married. Even better, Mrs. Cantrell was a blonde like Becky's mother. "Sounds good. I bet she'd make a sexy mother."

"Yes," Tonya whimpered.

Baby steps. I'd get her there.

Sam Davies

"Yep, it's pink," said Rita. The Black girl held up her pregnancy test. "See! I'm totally preggers."

I giggled. "Preggers, I love it." I rubbed my naked belly. I was still as flat as a board, but... "Who else is preggers. Please say we're all preggers."

For the last year, our periods had all synced up. So it was more than a little surprising when none of us started our monthly flows two days ago. After classes, we raided a grocery store for home pregnancy kits then returned to my place.

We could have our after-school lovefest here. After the sleepover two weeks ago, it could get wild. Mom and Dad could walk in and find us daisy-chaining away and join the fun. Becky would even show up when she wasn't hanging out with her boring friend or, worse, participating in the chess club.

I rolled my eyes. Chess club?

"Ooh, mine's appearing," said Courtney. She was nineteen, the oldest of us even if she had tits as small as mine. "Yes, yes I'm pregnant!"

"Preggers," I said. "That's three of us my daddy bred. What about you?"

All our eyes flicked over to Tammy. The round-faced girl wiggled her hips back and forth. Her round breasts swayed before her, dusky nipples thrusting hard from her areolas. She quivered as she clutched her pregnancy test.

"Well?" I asked, licking my lips. My pussy was on fire. 

"It takes a few minutes," Tammy muttered, her brow twisting. "I did go last."

"Right, right," I said, biting my lip. 

"Maybe they're not accurate," said Rita.

"No, they're accurate," said Tammy. "They measure a hormone that you start producing the moment you're pregnant. The more of the hormone you produce, the longer you've been pregnant. It's how doctors can tell how far along you are."

"Wow," I said. Blinking. "That's pretty—"

Tammy let out the loudest squeal in the world. She jumped up into the air, her dark-brown hair flying about her shoulders. Such joy burst across her face. A giddy thrill ran through me. All my friends and I rushed to her. We gathered around her, my feet twitching on the carpet, my little titties jiggling.

There it was. A pink line.

"Oh, my gosh, we're all preggers!" I squealed. I bounced for joy. This wonderful delight swept through me. My daddy was such a stud. Our family was so awesome. "We have to celebrate."

"How?" asked Tammy.

I grinned then darted away. 

"Where are you going?" called Rita.

I ignored her as I raced naked through the house. My bare feet slapped on the kitchen's linoleum. I burst out into the garage. The 1969 Chevrolet Impala Daddy and I were rebuilding was coming along. We kept getting distracted working on it. 

We tried over the weekend, but I was having more fun playing with his tool.

On the other side, I grabbed a box off a shelf labeled "Wrapping Paper" in my mother's precise handwriting. I wrenched it open. I hoped I remembered what was in here. That there was enough left over. I dug through the rolls of wrapping paper, assorted bows, and...

I found it.