Daughter's Slut Training 07

"Fuck me," the unmistakable sound of my mother's voice said. "Fuck your mother with that big cock! Let Mommy's pussy make you cum so hard!"

Confusion struck me. I padded down the hallways, reaching the door. I pushed it open, seeing my mom lying on her back naked, her big tits heaving. Faizel rose from between her thighs, his mouth and chin smeared with her pussy juices. His big cock thrust before him. He crawled up her body, his dick swaying. Her hand grabbed his shaft, guiding it to her dark bush with greedy excitement.

Why was Mom fucking Faizel? I was available if my brother needed more satisfaction. I was just downstairs. He could have rammed his dick into my pussy or I could have sucked on him. Or he could even have enjoyed my asshole again.

I liked it when he fucked me in the asshole while I rode Jalal's cock.

But why was mom doing this? She rubbed his cock up and down her pussy like I would. Like a slut would. Was she...?

My hand drifted down my stomach to my clit. I rubbed it again, watching as Faizel rammed his cock into our mother's cunt. Her body shuddered, her big tits jiggling as she took his dick to the hilt, pulling him down for an incestuous kiss.

As I frigged my clit, my fingers moved on my phone, almost on their own, opening up the camera app, hitting record.

* * *

Mrs. Umayyah

I kissed my son so hard as his dick filled me. He felt so amazing in me. His cock spread me open, gave my pussy the relief it had craved all day. Masturbating while watching President Carver fuck my daughter and then my two sons using her holes hadn't been enough. I came, more than once, but this is what I needed.

A hard shaft in my pussy pumping away.

The bed creaked as he pounded my pussy. My son plunged over and over into me. Such an incestuous thrill shot through me to feel him in me again. He belonged in my cunt. My thighs locked around him, my hips undulating, pumping away, meeting his thrusts.

Waves of pleasure rippled through my body. They spilled through me, leaving me gasping and groaning. My eyes rolled back into my head, stars dancing through my vision. My clit savored his pubic bone slapping into my crotch every time he buried into me, his balls heavy as they thwacked into my taint.

I loved it.

My body drank in his youthful passion.

His strong chest crushed my breasts.

Faizel broke the kiss. "That's what you need, Mom."

"Yes," I groaned. "Oh, yes, Faizel, fuck your mother. Mmm, you need to cum so badly, don't you? Just dump your jizz into me."

"Yes, yes, yes," he growled, thrusting harder and harder. His balls smacked so hard into me, full of that incestuous seed I wanted to feel spurting inside of me. "Damn, Mom, you have such a hot, tight cunt."

"And you have such a big cock." My snatch clenched down on his dick. "Oh, yes, I raised a hung son!"

Motherly pride met incestuous pleasure. They swirled together inside of me. Delight spilled through me, rippling through my body with every thrust of his dick into my depths. He grunted, groaned, staring down at me with such lust.

Yes, young men wanted me. I was a MILF. A mother they wanted to fuck. And they had such energy. They thrust so hard. My fingernails clawed at his back as he hammered me. His dick pumped away into my silky hole, the friction burning so hard, leaving me dizzy with euphoria.

My neck arched, my vision dancing around the room and--

"Leyla!" I gasped; my slut-daughter was masturbating in the doorway while peering in at us. "Oh, Leyla, yes, watch. This is how a slut fucks a stud. Mmm, come closer. Get a good view."

"Yes, Mother," my daughter said, so submissive.

She pushed the door open, her cell phone clenched in her left hand, her right frigging away at her clit. Probably texting her friend while masturbating. She couldn't do anything without her phone at least in her pocket.

But I didn't care right now. Not when my eldest son fucked my pussy so hard. Nor with my daughter watching, her dark eyes staring at the meeting of incestuous flesh, mother and son coming together in forbidden union. It made me feel even more wanton. Her firm, youthful breasts jiggled as she frigged her clit, little whimpers escaping her lips.

"Yes, yes, just watch your brother fuck me hard!" I groaned. "See how I'm holding him. How I'm pumping away with my hips. How I moan. You have to moan. They have to know they're giving you pleasure. It makes them feel like they're studs. And your brother is such a stud! He's fucking me so hard. I love it!"

"You love it?" Leyla asked, her eyes so wide.

"Don't you love it?" I groaned.

"I'm a slut."

"Yes, you are," I panted, my snatch tightening on her brother's dick, pleasure rippling through me. "Such a naughty whore. You're going to make Mommy so much money."

"Uh-huh," she purred, rubbing her clit faster.

Faizel kissed and nuzzled at my neck as he fucked me. He rammed that amazing dick so hard into me. I clutched his muscular body to me, drinking in my daughter's presence. She watched, learning new ways to please her clients. She would be the best whore. Such a good earner.

Her hand gripped her phone so tight as she masturbated. She slipped two of her fingers into her shaved snatch, Jalal's cum leaking out around her digits. She rubbed the heel of her hand into her clit, grinding against her bud as she fucked her twat.

She got off on watching her brother fuck her mother. Just like a slut should.

My orgasm swelled faster and faster with her watching. I kept staring at her youthful titties. Those coed boobs all the male teachers would pay so much for. They would slobber over them, pawing them, before they fucked her barely legal cunt.

I would make so much money.

"Oh, yes!" I groaned, my orgasm swelling faster and faster. "Faizel! I'm going to cum!"

"Yes," he grunted. "Cum on my dick, Mom. Milk it. Milk out all my cum into your cunt. Then Leyla can lick you clean."

"Yes!" whimpered my daughter, her entire body trembling, her fingers squelching as they plunged into her sloppy snatch. "I will, Mother!"

The little slut came saying those words. I could see it in the way her body convulsed, the way she whimpered. Such pleasure crossed my daughter's face, her tongue dancing across her lips. She hungered to lick my pussy clean of Faizel's cum.

His dick plunged into my snatch. The friction burned hot through me. His pubic bone mashed into my clit.

Sparks exploded.

My pussy convulsed about his dick.

I bucked and spasmed beneath my son. Euphoric rapture surged through me. He groaned, driving his cock into my cunt's milking embrace. Every thrust sent more waves washing through me, drowning my mind in ecstasy.

"Cum in me!" I gasped. "Cum in your mother!"

"Yes!" he grunted and buried into me.

His cum spurted hot into my depths. I savored the incestuous thrill, staring at my daughter as her brother filled me to the hilt with jizz. So many yummy drops of spunk for her to lick out of me. More orgasms for my body to enjoy.

I loved having a slut for a daughter.

"Ooh, there's so much for you to enjoy," I panted, my orgasm peaking through me. Faizel grunted, his dick spurting a final time. "You're going to feast on me."

"I am, Mother!" she whimpered, breasts jiggling as her orgasm died down in her. She pulled out her fingers, bringing them to her mouth, licking off her own cream and Jalal's cum.

I shuddered again as my son panted atop me. I savored his weight on me. I stared at my daughter, noticed her shifting her hips. She looked like she wanted to ask me something. She must have come looking for me for a reason then lost control of her slutty pussy when she found me satiating her brother in her place.

"Did you need something?" I asked.

She flicked her eyes to Faizel. "Can we talk, Mother?"

"Of course, of course," I said, pushing on my son. He rolled off of me, bringing a whimper from my lips as his dick popped out of my pussy. I clamped a hand over my snatch, trapping in all that yummy cum for my daughter to enjoy. "I always have time to talk to my good, little slut."

I could tell by the gleam in her eyes that she liked being referred to in that way. Her back straightened, thrusting out those firm, youthful breasts of hers. They bounced and jiggled, her nipples so hard atop them.

I fought the urge to bend over and suck on the nub. So instead I just grabbed one between my thumb and forefinger, tugging on it. I turned her around and led her out of her brother's room. I loved leading her like this.

Faizel grabbed his phone, texting on it, a big smile on his face. His eyes flicked up to me, smoldering with the promise of more pleasure to cum. My pussy tingled in delight. I tugged harder on my daughter's nipple as I fought such a wanton moan.

As I led my compliant daughter down the hallway, I wondered what she needed to talk to me about. Did she have qualms about being a whore? No, no, she loved it. I could see it in her eyes. She was proud to help her family out by using her body and...

What if she told her father?

"I hope you will be discreet about your prostitution," I told her as I led her into my bedroom.

"Discreet?"

"With your father." I twisted her nipple. "He doesn't need to know just how much of a slut you are. He's already ashamed enough that you're a little whore without knowing you're selling your body to other men."

"But... Doesn't he want to know how I'm helping the family?"

"He wouldn't accept the money if he knew how you earned it." I rolled her nipple between my fingers. "But don't worry, I know how to explain the new money to him. So you don't need to worry one bit. Just another secret to keep from him."

"Like when you have sex with my brothers?"

I gave her a look. "That's just me helping out my sons while you're busy."

"But I was downstairs and--" Leyla sucked in a pain-filled breath as I pinched her nipple hard.

"You were recovering from your orgasms. I didn't want to push you. I was concerned about you, but Faizel needed satisfaction. You turned him on so much. You're too much of a whore for your own good, okay?" I gave her a smile. "I love my little slut." I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. "Now, what did you need?"

I let go of her nipple and spread out on the bed, my left hand still clamped over my pussy. I parted my thighs and smiled as she slipped between my legs, setting her phone on the bed beside her. She leaned down, black hair sweeping about her youthful face.

"My friend Kimmy called," she said as I lifted my hand so she could feast on my pussy.

* * *

Leyla Umayyah

I took my first lick through my mom's pussy. Her explanation about why she was with my older brother sounded so believable. But there was something about how...enthusiastic she was with Faizel. She wasn't just doing it as a chore. She enjoyed my brother fucking her.

But shouldn't she only want Dad to fuck her?

Her tangy pussy juices and Faizel's salty cum stained my tongue as I stared up at her. She shuddered as I took another lick. The two flavors burst to life on my tongue. A naughty thrill shot down to my pussy, growing another whorish itch in me.

"And what did Kimmy want?" Mom asked, her hips shaking.

Between licks of her yummy pussy, I told her about the conversation. Mom drank in my words, and the delight of my tongue dragging through the folds of her pussy. She shuddered, hands playing with her stomach, her big boobs jiggling. More and more cum leaked out of her pussy as I spoke, forcing me to lap it up before I could continue.

I loved the flavor so much. My mom's pussy and my brother's jizz. Such a wrong, incestuous delight. Something no daughter should experience in a perfect world but one I was so glad to enjoy. I was a slut.

And the perks were so delicious.

"That's very interesting," Mom said when I finished telling her about my conversation with Kimmy.

"Uh-huh," I purred, pressing my face into the folds of her snatch, her thick bush tickling my cheeks and nose. I loved the feeling.

I licked and nuzzled. Mom groaned, her hands sliding faster on her stomach, rubbing her smooth, dusky-brown skin. I stared at her jiggling breasts, loving the way they moved and rippled, her dark nipples swaying at the top. I reached up her body, grasping both her boobs, massaging them as I feasted on her creampie.

My tongue wiggled into the depths of her pussy, swirling around. I scooped up more of my older brother's cum out of Mom's snatch. Salty cum infused with tangy pussy cream. My own juices poured down my thighs, my twat growing hotter and hotter with every lick.

"Very interesting," Mom said, her hands cupping mine, pressing them into her boobs. Her pillowy flesh spilled over my fingers as she guided my hands, moving them around her tits.

To her hard nipples.

"Having another slut would help us make more money," Mom mused, her hips grinding against my pussy. "And her father has money. He would make a very good client." My mom shuddered. "Ooh, isn't it so hot having a man pay to fuck his own daughter?"

"Uh-huh," I moaned into her snatch.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I wanted to pull my hands away from Mom's boobs, but she held them in place, massaging them into her tits, rubbing my palms into her fat nipples. The hard nubs rubbed on my skin as she squirmed, grinding her snatch on my face.

I licked faster through her snatch. I gathered up the last drops of my brother's spunk, leaving only tangy pussy juices to enjoy. Good thing I loved hot snatch. I fluttered my tongue through my mom's pussy, rubbing my nose against her clit.

She moaned, her tits rising and falling faster and faster beneath her hands. Her excitement built and built. Her dark eyes smoldered, staring down at me as I feasted on her incestuous cunt. A smile played on her lips.

"Ooh, I have the perfect idea," she groaned, her pussy growing hotter on my mouth.

"What?" I asked, my cunt tightening, aching to be touched. A tremble raced through my body as I waited to hear.

"Maybe Kimmy should invite you over for a slumber party on Friday night." Mom squeezed my hands tight into her tits, her fingernails biting into the back of my hand.

"Okay," I panted then fluttered my tongue through her snatch again, making her squirm and groan.

"Her mom's out of town this weekend, right?" she asked. "A business trip."

I nodded my head, smearing my mouth through my mom's pussy.

"So it'll just be you two girls and her father."

"What about her brother?" I asked. "He might be around."

"On a Friday night? I bet he'll find something to keep himself occupied." Mom smiled broadly. "Maybe Faizel can help us out. Hook him up with some pussy or something. I have Carter in one of my classes. He's cute. Girls will be fawning over him."

"Okay," I said. Mom humped harder and harder against me, her excitement building.

"I'll drop you off and proposition her father. I'll show him the video of you fucking your brothers and then make him think it's you he's fucking that night while Kimmy's "asleep." But you'll need to blindfold him. Then Kimmy can slip in and ride him instead."

"Oh, Mom, that's hot," I moaned then sucked on her clit.

"It is," she moaned, squeezing her hands tight about my tits. Her body shuddered beneath me. "So hot! It'll be one wild night for everyone!"

She smeared her pussy across my mouth. Her juices flooded out, tangy and wonderful. She quivered in orgasmic delight. I lapped up her flood, my hips wiggling as the itch built and built in my own snatch.

I wanted to cum so badly. I had to masturbate. I tried to pull my hands from Mom's tits, but she kept them pinned in place as she shuddered through her orgasm, smearing her snatch against my face, bathing me in her incestuous cream.

"Mmm," she whimpered. "Oh, my little slut is such a good pussy licker." Her eyes flicked down at me. "And you have a hot cunt, don't you?"

"I do, Mother," I whimpered, jerking harder to get my hands free.

"Mmm, why don't we sixty-nine? Let your mother take care of that hot pussy. Even slut-daughters need their mother's love."

I hesitated. She must have enjoyed licking my pussy earlier if she wanted to eat it again. My mother was a slut. What should I do about that? It would hurt Dad so much to learn the truth. Should I keep it from him?

I moved even as my thoughts were conflicted. I straddled my mom's face. Her hands seized my firm ass, pulling me down to her mouth. She nuzzled against my pussy as my dangling, black hair brushed her thighs.

"Mmm, some of your brother's cum is still in your snatch," she purred right before she licked me.

I shuddered, her tongue dancing through my folds. I whimpered, leaning my mouth down to her pussy. I pressed into her folds again, licking her with delight as pleasure flooded through my body. I didn't know what to do about Mom being a slut instead of a good woman.

But right now, I couldn't think about it. Not with that delight rippling out of my cunt. I whimpered into her snatch as my mom's tongue fluttered into my pussy. She swirled around, rooting out Jalal's cum, savoring my baby brother's jizz.

"Oh, that's good," she groaned, her fingers kneading my ass, pulling me tight against her body.

Her big breasts rubbed on my stomach. My smaller tits pressed into hers. I shuddered atop her, squirming, grinding my shaved snatch on her mouth as I feasted on her tangy muff. Our tongues danced through each other's pussy, pleasing each other, reveling in lesbian incest.

I lapped from her clit through her folds over and over. My fingers reached around to pull apart her labia, exposing her pink depths. I buried my tongue into her delights, soaking it in her tangy cream, making her whimper into my pussy.

"Such a slutty daughter," she moaned, her fingers sliding into my butt-crack. She found my asshole, stroking it. "Mmm, you're going to make Mommy so much money."

"I am," I groaned. "Me and Kimmy will.."

"And maybe your other friends, too."

"Yes, Mother."

Her finger jabbed into my asshole. Her mouth latched onto my clit. She sucked hard. Such pleasure surged through me. My slutty cunt drank in the sensations, my whorish bowels savoring her finger pumping in and out.

My orgasm swept through me, a naughty tsunami of euphoria. I moaned into her pussy, squirming and bucking atop her as I drowned in ecstasy. I kept licking her, making her moan about my clit. We licked and devoured each other.

Mother and daughter. Two naughty sluts needing our pussies pleasured.

I kept licking her. So long as we were coming, I didn't have to think about what that meant, what I should do. My eyes flicked to my phone as Mom quivered beneath me, her tangy pussy juices flooding my mouth once more.

I concentrated on her clit. It was easier just devouring her cunt and letting her finger my asshole.

To be continued...