Chapter 20

Sarah let out a groan as John pulled her head back by her hair, and she started fucking herself back upon his battering cock. Michelle was startled when she heard her father’s hand smack down on her mother’s ass. She had never seen her father raise his hand to her mother before, but in this context, her mother was obviously enjoying it.

The rhythm of the fucking, moaning, and spanking above her continued to increase, and her mother’s juices began to drip on her face. John was going at a jackhammer’s pace, and Sarah was clearly loving it. Sarah let out a plaintive wail, and Michelle surmised that her father must have slipped a finger into her ass. A few strokes later, her mother began swearing a blue streak as the precipitation above turned into a deluge. Michelle opened her mouth and caught droplets of her mother’s cum as her father brought her to an earth-shattering orgasm.

John pulled out, and Sarah collapsed on her side, both of her hands cupping her pussy through clenched thighs, the aftershocks of her orgasm still wracking her body. His still-hard cock drooped slightly right above Michelle’s face. She craned her neck and took her father’s cock into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her mother’s pussy on it.

“Your turn, little girl,” her father said in a commanding yet compassionate voice.

Michelle scrambled up to her hands and knees and looked back at her father over her shoulder. “I’ve been a bad girl, Daddy,” she said in a little girl’s voice and saw his cock twitch in response.

“Yes, you have been, Mitchie,” her father responded, and before she knew it, her ass was burning from the swat that came out of nowhere. She let out a yelp that turned into a moan as her father plunged himself deep inside her. He grabbed her hips and started to fuck her hard, with Michelle pushing back on him, taking him deeper with every thrust. Another slap and another yelp, and the burning of her ass stoked the fire that had started in her pussy. The burning sensation moved to her scalp as her father grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back toward him, still fucking her like there was no tomorrow.

Sarah had returned to the living world and had propped herself back up at the head of the bed. Her legs hung open, and she lazily stroked her pussy while she watched her daughter getting fucked hard by her husband. “Don’t hurt her, John,” Sarah implored as she saw her daughter wince in pain at each new swat on her burning ass.

“It’s ... o ... k ... mom,” Mitchie uttered between thrusts as she reveled in being her father’s fucktoy. “So ... fucking ... close...,” she added in labored breaths, putting on a show for her mother just heightening her pleasure.

“Here it comes, baby,” her father warned before slamming deep inside her and holding himself there. Her mother reached out and pinched Michelle’s nipples hard, which sent lightning bolts from her tits to her clit, and she succumbed to an incredible orgasm. Her father’s cock jerked and spasmed as he filled her young cunt with the sperm that created her.

John collapsed in exhaustion on his daughter’s back, which sent her tumbling into her mother’s lap, her head resting on Sarah’s inner thigh. “Show Mommy,” Sarah whispered, and it took Michelle a few seconds to realize what she was requesting.

Michelle swung around in the bed and spread her legs, then pulled open the lips of her vagina so her father’s cum slowly oozed out of her. “Good girl,” Sarah cooed as she dragged her fingers through the seepage and brought their combined fluids to her mouth.

John got up to go to the bathroom again, and Michelle scooted up the bed to lay her head on her mother’s chest. Sarah stroked her hair as Michelle gently rubbed her mother’s chest. “You can sleep in here tonight,” Sarah instructed, and Michelle purred in response. “But just for tonight, do you understand?”

Michelle looked up at her mother, confused.

“This was incredible, don’t get me wrong,” her mother continued, “but this is not an everyday occurrence. If this is to ever happen again, it will be by invitation, so I don’t want you wandering in here unless you are asked.”

“Okay, mom, I think I understand.”

“You and your father can continue doing what you’re doing,” Sarah said, still stroking Michelle’s hair, “but get it out of your system this week because I don’t want Naomi getting a whiff of what’s been going on here.”

“I got it, Mom,” Mitchie said, planting a small kiss on the side of her mother’s breast.

John returned to the bed and slid into the other side, placing Michelle in between them. He spooned her from behind, his flaccid cock lying in the crack of her ass. Michelle pulled her mother to her and spooned her from behind. The happy little afamily unit drifted off to sleep together in each other’s arms, naked, satisfied, and dreaming about the wonderful things to come.