Chapter 5

She tries to shake her head as I lower myself down all the way and can feel her breath on my flesh. I’m dripping down and know she can feel it on her face. I press down a little more and she struggles to get a breath.

“Eat my pussy, or I’m going to smother you.”

Her wrists struggle against my form as she tries to kick away, and there’s nothing she can do. She’s gasping for air and doing everything in her power to keep from doing what I want. Jenna’s face is starting to turn blue and still she fights.

‘No. I told you I won’t stop, and she has to make a choice. Either Jenna eats your pussy, or she suffocates. We both know what she’s going to choose.’

Jenna’s tongue finally presses out as I hold her eyes open and Rita is forced to watch her daughter. I let out a moan as I start to move my hips and guide her to my hard clit. I’m starting to drip into her mouth and she can’t stop it from happening. I ignore the bush that gets in the way of an otherwise perfect image and know it will be taken care of soon enough.

“That’s it, Jenna. Eat mommy’s pussy like a good girl. Don’t fucking stop. You know what happens if you stop.”

I start to moan as her tongue intensifies its movement, and she has my form to thank for the wonders I feel. She can choose to pull her tongue back any time she wants, but being outside makes it mine. My moans start to intensify as my hips buck and their fight is amplifying the pleasure I feel.

My body tightens as I explode into her open mouth and keep my eyes open to stare into her eyes. She’s trying to keep my release out, but I won’t let her. Her mouth is full as I gyrate my hips on her face and she’s forced to swallow what I’ve given her.

The moment passes and I pull my body back and stare down at her soaked flesh. There’s anger in her eyes as I force her legs up, and she clearly hates that I’m doing this. My form continues to deprive her of her voice and neither has much energy left.

I stare between her legs as I part her lips in the same manner as I did her mother, but this time there’s no pink blur. The sea of pink smells wonderful and has to look up to see Jenna’s face. She feels the tongue of her mother reach her clit as she has no strength left and I get a hint of the sweetness on my tongue.

Jenna tries not to moan, but she can’t fight the pleasure. I’ve been eating pussy for a very long time and know exactly what I need to do to maximize everything she feels. Her eyes start to soften as her silent moans are released, and she tries to close her eyes, but I won’t allow it.

‘Begging won’t help. I already have your body and I can already do whatever I want. No. There’s nothing you can do to stop this from happening.’

Her hips start to buck as her body tightens in much the same way as mine and I’m tempted to press my tongue down to taste. But that will prolong the moment. Jenna’s right on the edge and I need to keep working her clit with my tongue.

She explodes hard across my chin and a little gets into my mouth, which does taste wonderful. With the contraction that comes, I release a little darkness into her body and know that’s all I need. Jenna continues to have an amazing orgasm and more darkness implants itself within her mind.

I pull back and know this will all be a vague dream, just as it was with Rita. She’ll remember being with a woman, but won’t recall any details. There won’t be any of the fear she felt at first and see her eyes start to close already as I pull the blanket up. She may wonder why her clothes are on the floor, but won’t have any idea how it happened.

I would stay, but I need to rest after what I just did. Firsts always takes a lot out of me. Rita’s crying inside of me as I lick my lips and taste a little more of her daughter. The bedroom door closes behind me and I realize I forgot to tie the robe. It’s a good thing Billy didn’t walk out of his room at that moment, since this would be impossible to explain and I lack the energy to take him.

I lie back on her bed and listen to her sobbing in the back of my mind. My fingers press down my body as I ignore the disgust of the bush and feel just how wet I remain. She knows I can’t be stopped and isn’t begging any more.

‘If it makes you feel better, you won’t remember much in the morning. This will be just another figment of a dream. You’ll wonder why you dreamed about being with a woman again, but you’ll ignore it.’

My fingers press inside of her pussy and bring them up to my mouth. The pussy she smells and tastes when she wakes will be hers. I’ve just enough time to return my fingers into my pussy and know the sun is rising. I’m too tired to enjoy the sensation or relish the flavor and Rita is trying to ignore everything I do.