Chapter 12: Like Daughter, Like Mother

“Whatcha’ need sweetie?”

She said, “Well, we need to talk.”

I raised up and told her, “Be right back.” And I went to the bathroom to pee.

Beth pretended to avert her eyes from my semi-hard cock.

Returning to the bed, she still stood there, waiting on me.

I Climbed back into the bed and leaned back after piling pillows between me and the headboard.

I patted the bed, and she nervously sat down near my knees, turning to cross her legs. I thought about whether or not she had panties on under the long shirt.

I said, “Okay, shoot.”

She kinda blushed, then looked at me. “You want my Daphne don’t you?”

I blinked, taken off guard by her directness. I almost waffled, then decided to just be honest.

“Yes Beth, I do.”

She looked sad as she nodded. She was hesitant and seemed to want to say something more, but then appeared to make a decision and continued, “Good. She wants you too. She’s in love with you, I can tell. And also, she’s told me so herself.”

I looked into her eyes. She still seemed to not be fully convinced that this was the best course of action.

“Beth. Look at me sweetie. Is there something you need to tell me? Is there a problem?”

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Looking up to my face, she continued, “We had an argument this morning. She was adamant and said she won’t leave here even if I do.”

Beth rolled her neck and looked everywhere but at me, “And she said if I try to make her, she will tell the authorities how I stood by and let her be molested.”

Finally looking at me, “She said she would fight me or anyone physically if I tried to make her leave.”

Beth began to cry softly.

“I don’t know what to do to be honest. This is so wrong on so many levels, yet it feels so right for her on many more.”

I remained silent to let her continue at her own pace.

She fixed me with a steel hard gaze.

“If I allow this, I need to know she will be loved and cared for, AND that you won’t hurt her or just use her and toss her aside.”

I almost laughed at her use of the word ‘allow’ in regard to Daphne’s choice to stay with me. She had no right, no grounds to claim any right. And besides, I wasn’t going to allow that to happen anyway.

Daphne would never again have to live in fear over one of Beth’s bad life choices.

But it was her inference that ‘I’ might ever hurt Daphne after allowing the shit bag Scott to do all he did that immediately boiled my blood.

I sat up and leaned away from the headboard toward her suddenly.

“I would NEVER hurt Daphne. Ever.” I said forcefully, causing her to flinch and recoil a bit. I then thought about her reaction and added in a gentler tone, “Nor would I ever hurt YOU, or allow anyone else to hurt you for that matter.”

She studied my face and softened. She took a deep breath and blew it out. “I already knew that. I have seen the proof. I see how you act with her. How you treat her. How you look at her.”

She looked up into my eyes, “You truly do love her don’t you?”

I nodded as I told her, “Yes Beth, I do. With all my heart I do. I won’t be letting her leave here unless she wants to. She stays, regardless of what anyone else thinks or says. And just so you know, I intend to marry her.”

Beth began to tear up again as she stood.

She assumed she was intimidating me as she stood there over me looking down, and she said, “I guess I just needed to have this talk with you, to satisfy my own mind. To make sure we understood one another. I’ve made a lot of mistakes and bad choices, but I’m still her mother and she’s still my child.”

She paused, then looked up at me again. “So ... you two have my consent for whatever you decide to do.

I won’t interfere. Just be good to her and don’t hurt her.”

Again, I spoke forcefully. “I already told you, I would never harm her or cause her any unhappiness. I would trade my life for hers. I will NEVER let anyone else harm her or cause her unhappiness either. That person or persons would regret their bad choices with their dying breath if they tried. You see Beth, I do actually Love her and care about her well-being. So THAT is the way it will be. Forever.”

Beth glared at me and tried to stare me down. I met her piercing gaze and she slowly lost her taste for it.

She looked at the floor again and began to cry in earnest. Huge tears rolled down her face and her body shook with her sobs.

I let her be. She needed to let it all out and vent the hurt and sorrow.

Finally, she slumped and sat on the side of my bed. I handed her a tissue from the box on the bedside table. (where had that come from? It wasn’t there before I didn’t think. Thanks Jeannie.)

“I don’t know that I even have any right to question her decisions or interfere in her life anymore.”

She still sniffled and cried a little as she spoke.

“Scott was planning to rape her. Not just have sex with her, but truly use and abuse her. I mean terrible abuse. Even worse than the touching and molesting he already did.”

She looked into my eyes a moment. “You already knew that didn’t you?”

I nodded.

“Do you know he beat me horribly for trying to make it all stop?”

I nodded again.

“Did you know he threatened her? Said that he would kill me if she didn’t go along and let him do it to her?”

I nodded again.

“Did you know he threatened to me that if I interfered or she refused he would first rape her, then let all his buddies gang rape her, and he would make me watch? Then kill her?”

She sobbed loudly. “He was going to brutalize and kill my baby in front of me if I tried to stop him from using her.”

I looked into her eyes, anger washing over me, and shook my head.

“He did.” She wept openly now. “He meant it too. He is just that sadistic and evil.”

She looked up to the ceiling and continued, “I should have stopped him somehow. But I didn’t. He molested my child. He raped her ... and I just let him do it to save my own sorry ass from any more beatings. I’m such a lousy mom. And I’m such a worthless slut. I traded her innocence for some cock and my own safety.”

She broke down and cried for several minutes.

“And now I’m doing it again, just in a different way. You win. I will sign any papers or do whatever is needed to make her happy.”

I finally reached and took her in my arms. She resisted at first, then let me hold her as she cried. I rubbed her back and caressed her softly.

“No Beth, he didn’t rape her. She’s STILL a virgin, in every way. He didn’t get a single one. She only gave her first blowjob last night.” I said. Withholding the confession about the anal play for now.

Her head whipped up and she glared at me.

“Her idea. Her choice.” I said. “I just sat back and allowed her to do what she wanted to do, without being judgmental.”

Beth looked like she wanted to berate me but refrained.

“And if it helps, Jeannie was right there with us, and gave her full consent and blessing to Daphne for whatever she wanted to do with me.”

She softened a little but still seemed unsettled.

“Well, I guess that is better than how I learned about stuff.”

She sat up and asked me sheepishly.

“And what about me? What do you want from me? I’d really like to stay here for a while if that is okay. You know, to make sure she’s going to adjust okay.”

She paused, then said softly, “You know I will do any- ... I’ll do whatever you demand of me.”

I cut her off. “You don’t owe me any favors. I will ‘demand’ nothing of you. But I will accept whatever YOU desire and truly want to do.”

I raised her chin and looked into her reddened and puffy eyes. “Nothing, or everything. THAT is what I am willing to do WITH you.”

She nodded.

“I’m not sure yet. Daphne may not react well to you and I, if you know what I mean.”

“All up to YOU.” I told her.

She paused, considering, then added coyly, “You know I felt you, at John’s, and again last night. Your hard-on pressing into me.” She blushed a little and looked down, “And I got the impression you wanted me to feel it.”

I answered honestly, “I did.”

Beth studied my face. Looking a little contrite. But turned slightly accusing.

“Why?” She asked. “Did you just want me to feel how big it is and be impressed? Were you just showing off? Was it just to prove you knew you had the power to molest me without me objecting? Why did you do it? Did you just want to let me know what you were going to rip my daughter open with?”

I thought hard for a minute or two about how to explain, considering how to answer as honestly as possible, without telling her the plans I had to bring her into our Household.

I realized this woman was much more damaged than I had originally believed. She flipped between emotions and moods too quickly. Any efforts to ‘slowly’ bring her into our Household would take more work and time than I was willing to expend.

I briefly considered just having Jeannie wipe and replace her memory to forget what she knew and accept Daphne staying here. I also considered the ‘sex bimbo’ route, making her into a house servant or something.

But instead I just said ‘fuck it’ and told her the truth.

“I did it because you are a beautiful and sexy woman, and I wanted to show you that you make me just as hard and horny when I am near you as the younger women around me do.”

I looked into her eyes.

“I wanted you to KNOW that my hard cock was due to you, and that you still had the ability to make me that way.”

She was surprised and sucked in a breath.

“Beth, when I am near you I want to fuck your brains out and make you cum until you pass out.”

Bet blushed.

“And I also want to make sweet passionate love to you, and give you more pleasure and enjoyment than you have ever known.”

She actually smiled.

“I want to love you and care for you. And I want you to love me and care for me.” I paused for a moment to let her absorb and think.

“But,” I continued, “If you don’t want any of that from me, then you are still welcome to live here. There is no ‘price’ expected from you. Only that you help out around here and respect our way of life.”

She sat there with her mouth hanging open, searching for a reply.

I didn’t give her time.

“I only want you, sexually, if you decide you want me too. And only if you are sure that you really want me.”

She looked surprised, “Me? You want old worn out me?”

I looked at her, up and down, and told her, “Nothing old or worn out that I can tell.”

“Yeah, but I’m ‘old’ ... and I’ve been used ... A lot.”

She looked down and said, “You have Jeannie and Daphne now, and I’m just a worn out flabby old slut. What could I do for you better than them?”

I raised her head and looked her in the eyes.

“Do you want to live here and be a part of this Household?”

She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, then blew out her breath.

“I do, but I’m not totally sure.” She said. “I have a house, and my own life to live.”

Only because of me, I thought.

“So that’s a NO?” I asked her.

I could see the wheels turning. She was obviously thinking.

She looked at me, then pasted on a fake smile and said, “I’m willing to try it. Who knows? I might have some fun.” She winked and tried to laugh sexily. Failing miserably.

I wasn’t fooled, and actually it cemented my decision for me. But I still needed her to submit.

“The question is, Do you want me?” I asked her again.

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Sure. But that won’t ever happen. Not really. I’d just be a mercy fuck or some old toy for your dirty fun between fucks with your hotties.”

I was getting fed up with her almost split personality and her attempts to manipulate me.

“I’m serious Beth. Honestly answer me or this discussion is over, and I will take you to your house today. Do. You. Want. Me? You gotta tell me. You gotta convince me you are genuine. And you need to make me believe that you truly mean it.”

She flopped back down to sit on the bed, hung her head, and almost whispered, “Yes. I do. For real I do.”

She looked up at me.

“I know you just married Jeannie yesterday, and I know you want Daphne, and she wants you. And I know it’s wrong ... But I still do.”

“Say it.” I told her.

“Even though you’re married to Jeannie I still want you. Even though you will likely soon be my daughters’ lover, I want you. Even though I know you will never desire me as you do them, I want you. And even though I figure I will be nothing more than a convenient cum dump for you, I still want you.”

I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. Running my hands over her body. Feeling her curves and bulges through the thin cotton sleep shirt.

I pulled her and rolled her over me until she was splayed in the middle of the bed. Falling between her thighs and rubbing my belly against her naked cunt. (yep, no panties ... like daughter like mother I thought)

I sent Jeannie a thought message to keep Daphne downstairs and give me some time with Beth.

Within minutes she was wriggling her hips and grinding her wet cunt on my abs.

I raised up to my knees and pulled the twisted sheet from my naked body, exposing my rock hard leaking cock. She saw my arousal and gasped.

“See that? YOU did that. Your sexy beautiful body made my cock hard and caused it to leak like that. See it?”

“Yes.” she panted as she blushed.

“There isn’t a damned thing wrong with you. You are a beautiful and awesome woman. A sexy woman. A smart woman. And if you want me, then it is MY privilege and honor to receive all that from you.”

She looked into my eyes and waffled again. She shook her head as she again tried to tell me, “You’re sweet, but I don’t deserve this. And you don’t deserve to have to ‘pity fuck’ with someone like me.”

I again looked into her eyes, “Beth ... DO. YOU. WANT. ME?”

She looked into my eyes, “YES. I do” And then looked down at my crotch, “But you have no idea. You just don’t know. I have so much in my past.”

She laughed and sighed.

“But since we’re already here, why don’t we have some fun? Come give mama some cock.”

Another mood swing, or personality change, or whatever the fuck was going on in her broken head.

I decided I had to change my original plan. She wasn’t able to get past this without me taking charge.

I leaned in and kissed her again. Then I sat up on my knees, my cock jutting out over her belly.

“Touch it. Feel it.” I told her.

She hesitated, then slowly wrapped her fingers around it and began to run her hands all over it. Caressing and stroking me.

She leaned in and swiped a big drop of pre-cum from the tip with her tongue. “Mmmm. You taste so good.”

I rolled over onto my back and she twisted around to kneel beside my knees and leaned over my crotch.

“Squeeze it. Stroke it. Feel it.” I told her.

She used both hands now and stared at my cock as she explored it.

She moved in and rubbed it on her face. Kissing and stroking it lovingly. She nuzzled it to her cheeks and all over her lips, kissing and licking it like a prized possession.

She fondled my balls, kissing them and using her tongue to just slightly tease them as she did.

I pressed into her side to push her body where she could kneel over my legs. “Come here and suck me dry.”

She didn’t hesitate. Having been given direct input as to what I wanted, she lost the slow softness of her actions and just climbed over and straddled my legs.

She looked up at me, but her demeanor had changed.

Then she leaned in and engulfed me to the root. No gagging and no pausing.

She literally and figuratively ‘fucked’ me with her hot sucking mouth and throat. Ramming her face into my pubes and working me deep inside with her throat muscles. She was trying her best to get my cum. To ‘make’ me cum. Working me like she always had done with other men, just trying to satisfy me as quick as possible.

She was now in ‘Whore Mode’ and acting purely to get me off.

She fondled and rubbed my balls as she took me into her throat over and over again. Humming and growling to enhance the pleasure. Desperately seeking the finality of her duty.

I gently caressed her face and head as she serviced me. Knowing she was acting as if on automatic pilot. She was doing what she thought I wanted her to do based on history.

I felt horrible about the way she saw her sexual act. And I decided to do something about that.

I kept caressing and rubbing her, trying to arouse her naturally. I gently massaged her shoulders and tickled her ears, all the time telling her how wonderful she was. Not at giving head, but as a person and a lover.

Finally she slowed a bit.

I could feel her lowering her pussy to rub against my leg, and her juices made me slick and wet as she slowly began to hump and slide it against my shin. She paused, looked up at me, and I nodded and smiled. I raised my leg a little and she began to rub on me again without shame or reservation.

I held her head softly and began to gently hump upward into her. She continued burying my cock into her throat and sucking as hard and deep as possible. She never protested a bit. Just kept sucking and humping my leg.

I finally decided to move our encounter along. She needed to feel the passion and true nature of sex.

I shot a full load into her mouth and gullet, and she didn’t miss a drop. Swallowing it all down, groaning as she came from her leg masturbation. I could feel the juices run down my calf.

She only stopped sucking and humping my leg when I pulled lightly on her shoulder.

She raised up and let my cock slide from her throat and out of her mouth. Suckling on the head for a moment as she looked up at me. Her eyes misting up as she did.

Then she pulled off me and looked at me with tears in her eyes and wiped the slobber and snot off her face onto her t-shirt.

“I hope that was good enough for you. I tried my best.” She said sadly. “I’ll do that whenever you want me to. Just ask. I’ll even hump your leg like a bitch if you want.”

I sat up, leaned in. She squealed in surprise as I stripped off the t-shirt. Exposing her soft tits and huge hard nipples. I wiped her face with it, then tossed it to the floor.

She was about to protest when I pulled her up and onto my thighs and kissed her softly and passionately. She moaned into my mouth as I squeezed her big soft hanging tits.

I moved from her mouth to dip my head and suck and bite her nipples in turn. Squeezing her tit flesh hard and pinching her nipples.

She moaned loudly and rubbed her clit against the underside of my re-hardened cock as I did. Her fat cunt lips and floppy labia wrapping around it as her juiced coated it and made it slippery.

I made love to her mouth and tits for a few minutes, letting HER have pleasure from my efforts.

Then looking into her eyes, I told her, “I love your tits Beth, they are so tasty and responsive. I love how much pleasure you get from them.” I tweaked and worried her nipples as I spoke.

She moaned again. “That feels so wonderful. Almost like you love them.”

“I do.” I told her honestly. “But I want so much more.”

Slapping her oversize jiggly ass, I told her, “On your back.” And she rolled over, spreading her legs and exposing her drooling sloppy wet cunt. Welcoming me with more than eagerness.

I laid the length of my cock along her slit and over her fat swollen clit. I rubbed it up and down, teasing her.

“ASK me.” I said.

“Please Justin? Fuck me. Pound my cunt to pieces. Fuck me so hard I can’t breathe. Use my holes to get you off. Cum in me. Use me. Break me. Make me your slut for life. Oh god, please Justin!”

“NO.” I told her. Still slowly and softly sliding through her wide open cunt lips and across her clit.

“I said for you to ASK me. Ask me to make love to you, not fuck you. Ask me to please you, not use you.”

She looked at me questioningly, still turned on and horny, but with confusion.

“Okay. Make love to me. Show me what you are talking about. Fill me up and make me scream your name.”

I backed off of her.

I told her, “I guess I need to show you the difference after all.”

I leaned down and jammed three fingers into her loose drooling wet hole, then sucked her clit as hard as I could, just barely enduring her strong tangy musky smell. Her ass bucked up off the bed at least 8 inches, and she screamed, “OH MY GOD!! NOBODY EVER EATS ME!! OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!! OH SO GOOOODDD!!!! as she came.

I rammed my fingers into her fast and hard, then curled them up and rubbed her G-spot furiously. She screamed out again, cumming again on them and gushing her juices.

Unfortunately, I had to lean back and stop licking her due to her overpowering unpleasant odor.

She wasn’t unclean, just one of those women who had a strong heady flavor and odor. More so than I had ever encountered before.

I slowed my assault, and as she calmed down a little I mashed and rubbed her big clit with my thumb and rammed my fingers into her cunt furiously. She wailed and came again. I then added a fourth finger and rubbed her G-spot some more and she again wailed and came again while I wore her cunt like a mitten.

I pulled my soaked fingers out of her cunt and crammed two of the soaked slimy digits up her asshole.

She began bucking and moaning again and she quickly came, just as hard as before.

And then she came again, almost immediately, as I wiggled those fingers in a scissoring motion in her shit chute and used my thumb on her clit.

Only using my tongue and fingers, She had cum at least a dozen times or more, in under 30 minutes.

She just laid there near the end babbling incoherently about how good it felt as she squeezed and tortured her own tits and humped up forcefully into my fingers. She still continued to roll from orgasm to orgasm, cumming every couple minutes.

I never had or saw a woman who was so naturally multi-orgasmic. I mean Jeannie was, or could be, but her pussy was literally magical. This wasn’t the same.

I honestly believe she could have done it all day if I hadn’t stopped. And I only stopped because I worried she might be harmed by so many orgasms in succession.

I did decide to give her one last round before finishing with her.

I worked my cock into her slimy wet hole and she really went ballistic, pulling and holding her thick legs up into the air and wiggling her chubby ass. I stroked my cock into her sloppy wet cunt a few times, coating it with her thick slimy fluids.

But Beth groaned out loudly and squeezed her tits harder when I pulled out and sank the entirety of my cock into her well used ass.

I pulled her hand to her own pussy and told her, “Rub it. Make yourself cum while I fuck your hot ass.”

She frigged her clit and fingered herself with abandon as I roughly plowed into her as hard and fast as I wanted to.

She showed no discomfort, only pleasure.

When she came again, I joined her.

As we laid there panting, and she came down from all her orgasms, I held my still hard cock deep inside her and flexed it. Her eyes widened, then she kinda giggled as she began squeezing me with her internal muscles. I did this for a couple minutes and then let go again. Flooding her ass with another helping of my jizz so it would run out obscenely when I pulled out.

Knee walking backwards to the edge of the bed, and pulling her with me, I stood with her in my arms. My cock still up her ass. I walked us to the bathroom and stepped into the shower.

“Reach back and feel your asshole when I do this.” I told her.

As I pulled out, her hand quickly filled with my hot slimy cum. She pulled it I front of her and stared wide-eyed at the volume. She reached back with her other hand and let out a slight grunt as she bore down, she again brought almost half the volume out in that hand.

“Oh my god. It’s still running out down my leg.” She said.

I ran the water and adjusted the temperature. “Eat it.” I said casually over my shoulder.

She looked slightly horrified and disgusted for a moment, then raised her cupped hands to her face and was about to suck it all up when I commanded, “STOP!”

She looked at me shocked and stood frozen.

I asked her, “Do you honestly want to suck and swallow the cum from your own ass? Really?”

She bowed her head. “No. But you told me...”

“Hush.” I interrupted her.

I grabbed her hands and directed her to rub the huge slimy mass all over her tits and chest, then down to her cunt.

“If you want to swallow my cum, then fine with me. If you WANT to eat it from your ass, or ANY ass, then fine with me. But you don’t have to do it because you think I want you to, or because I tell you to.

I don’t want to make you do things you don’t want to do or abuse you in any way.

I kissed her hard and hugged her to me.

She jumped and flinched when I hit the lever and changed the water flow to the shower head, then giggled.

After a long shower, where I took my time washing her, lovingly, and being careful with her numerous bruised and sore spots, I dried her carefully with a big fluffy RED towel.

Leading her into the bedroom, I laid her on the bed and slipped in beside her.

I asked her, “Did you enjoy being fucked silly?”

She giggled and replied, “Yes, I did.”

“Good,” I said to her, “Now let’s see how you like being MADE LOVE TO.”

She gasped as I pulled her to me and I covered he mouth with mine.

She moaned softly as I tenderly kissed and sucked her neck and tits, all the while softly stroking her back and buttocks.

She Flexed her hips up as I kissed her clit and licked it tenderly until her pussy was wet and she was using her hand to mash my face to her crotch with quite some force.

And as I licked her through an orgasm, I softly rubbed her belly and caressed her sides.

Knee walking forward, I slowly worked my cock into her again slimy wet hole, looking deep into her eyes as I did so.

I laid my body atop hers and kissed her deeply as I began to slowly move in and out of her. She really went ballistic, pulling and holding her thick legs up into the air and wiggling her chubby ass while I slow stroked into her sloppy wet cunt.

Beth held my head as I sucked and licked her nipples and firmly squeezed her tits. But I did so no harder than ‘I’ would have thought comfortable.

I even grasped her tits and pressed them together so I could suck both her nipples at the same time. This drove her wild.

She came over and over again as I told her how beautiful she is and how much I adore her. Her pussy fluttered every time I said I loved her.

Soon she was again riding the waves on top of her orgasmic peak. Babbling about loving this never before experienced soft pleasure as she huffed for air and wailed out over and over. She held me in her embrace as she rolled through orgasm after orgasm.

When I finally came inside her, she peaked higher and stronger than any other time today.

While she wailed out her final orgasm, telling the neighbors down the road how good my spurting cock felt in her hot hole, I pulsed and jerked and filled her to overflowing with my hot cum.

And as I flooded her insides, I kissed her all over her mouth and face.

I collapsed on her again and just enjoyed the sensations of her spasming cunt on my flagging cock until it was soft and slid out of her followed by a gush of thick goo.

I finally rolled us to our sides and held her to my chest while we just savored the afterglow.

Finally recovering somewhat, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Was that ‘making love’ as you called it?”

I looked at her and said, “Yes Beth. To the best of my ability, that was Making Love to you.”

She sighed contentedly and told me, “Then I want that every day forever.” And she snaked her hand behind my head, pulling my lips to hers and kissing me with passion I didn’t know she had before now.

She groggily looked up at me.

“That was the best fuck of my life. Thank you Justin.”

“You’re welcome, Beth.” I told her. “But do you see the difference now? Making Love and just fucking?”

She nodded. “Yes, one is hard and fast, the other is slow and gentle.”

I just hugged her to me and replied, “Yes sweetie. It is that for sure.”

In reality I wanted to scream, and choke the living shit out of her former sex partners.

She still had no concept, and would need to be adjusted severely to make this all work out.

It was pretty good. Not that I had ever really had ‘bad sex’ before. And she was plenty responsive, physically.

By the time I had shot my load deep inside her, we were both soaked with her sweat and the gushing juices she had produced.

The way her incredible pussy muscles had clamped on me had been amazing. The tight grip was strong enough to almost make my cock sore. I wondered how such a stretched and loose cunt could tighten down like a vice the way hers did.