My phone buzzed. It was Lyn. She wanted to know if I could come over to the apartment she shared with Katie. A Sunday afternoon. Immediately, I wondered if Sylvia would be there. I hoped so, but not. Does that make sense?
Sylvia and I managed to behave the rest of the week. I learned that Sylvia would be at the girl's apartment Sunday. It was going to be interesting. Sylvia's husband glued to the TV and football. Wifey would have her movies and phone. They would not miss us at all.
Sunday arrived. I was to be there early. I was not sure what the young girls wanted. It did not matter. Parents help their children. It is what we do. I knocked on the door. Katie let me in. She was scantily clad with noticeably short shorts and tank top. Obviously, there was no bra under it. I made the mental note Katie had nipples like her mother's. I followed Katie's barely covered ass to the kitchen. The ass was also like her mother's. Just smaller. I chastised myself for thinking of Katie that way. Lyn had coffee ready for me. We three stood in the kitchen and sipped coffee. Just as great as the girls make at the café.
Lyn is better endowed than Katie. Lyn dressed the same as Katie, tank top. I knew I should not think of my daughter in that way. Her fleshy globes wobbled as she spoke or moved. Barely there shorts and butt cheeks. As I watched, I felt dirty thinking this way. Two young ladies, one my daughter. I tried not to imagine them naked. But I did. A knock at the door. Sylvia had arrived. Oh shit, three women in the apartment. Two half-clothed and Sylvia added to the mix. I was in trouble.
Sylvia flounced into the kitchen. Immediately, I knew. She wore no bra. Raspberry sized nipples poked through thin fabric. A medium length skirt hung from ample hips. The girls turned away to do something. Sylvia glanced at me and then to her chest. She had realized I noticed her nipples and braless state of dress. All this overwhelmed my thinking. My cock responded. I had no control. The room filled with tits and ass. It made me feel hard and horny.
The daughters had decided to get ready for the day. This meant showering and dressing. My mind imagined naked young girls pulling up panties and donning bras. Then cover them with scanty options. Both daughters went to the bathroom. I heard the shower. Someone was getting naked. But who? My daughter? Katie?
Sylvia came up behind me and spoke.
"Your dick is hard. Isn't it? All these tits and pussies. How bad do you want to cum?"
I whipped around and faced Sylvia. My mouth found hers and sucked her tongue into my mouth. The bathroom door was ajar. The steamy reflection in the mirror showed me bare breasts and nipples. I knew from the shape and size, they were Lyn's. My own daughter. Sylvia had accompanied me down the hall. She saw what I did. Katie must have been in the shower. I wanted to see her naked and compare her to her mother. And yes, before you ask. Fuck them both.
Sylvia's hands groped and pumped my cock thru my trousers. My hands squeezed and fondled her braless breasts and nipples. I took Sylvia by the shoulders and pushed her to one of the bedrooms. I did not know which. I pulled up Sylvia's skirt to find her without panties as well. My hand found a pussy, freshly shaved and was wet. No words spoken. I positioned Sylvia on all fours at the edge of the bed, undid my pants, and plowed right into her. It was a hard and fast one. Sylvia's wet folds engulfed me and sucked me inside her. I pushed with all my strength. Cum shot out of me and inside Sylvia. We were still for a moment, then hurriedly dressed.
She spoke.
"Mark the room smells like sex. The girls will smell it if they come in here."
I nodded in agreement. There was nothing to be done. We both scurried to the kitchen. I tried to act innocent, but I was sure I made a bad job of it. The espresso in my hand was cold. I drank it anyway. The cock in my pants was gooey and stuck to my underwear. Sylvia let go a gasp. A stream of cum dribbled down her leg. She grabbed a towel and was about to mop it when Katie bounced into the room.
She wore a pink towel that was not big enough to cover her young body. Katie stood at the counter to pour another coffee. The back of her towel opened and exposed her firm round ass. I stared at it in admiration. Katie turned suddenly. One arm held the towel over her young and pert breasts. The other held a coffee cup. The effort keeping her tits covered and the towel pulled up and in place meant that I caught a glimpse of her shaved pussy. She had no idea.
Sylvia stood with her towel. Waited for the opportune moment to stem the flow of cum running down her legs.
Katie spoke.
"Mom, are you okay? You look all red in the face. And what is that smell?"
I became incredibly nervous. There was nothing I could think of to say. Sylvia likewise had nothing. We did the next best thing. We shrugged our shoulders.
Katie took her coffee and returned down the hall to the bathroom. She did not shut the door. The towel removed and I saw her glorious round backside. Lyn in the shower. The steamy shower door did little to hide her. She looked much like her mom when she was younger. Sylvia joined me. We stood there. Staring at our naked daughters. I am quite sure I am going to hell.
Katie stood naked in the bathroom mirror. She applied her makeup. Did she know what she was doing? An answer occurred. Katie looked into the mirror. She saw her mom and I stared at her. Rather than shut the door, Katie smiled, wiggled her butt, and continued to apply. Sylvia moved. Her hands reached up to squeeze her own fleshy mounds. I grew hard once again. Yes, we are both going to hell.
This was unfamiliar territory. I had no idea how to act. The animal part of my brain insisted I fuck Katie from behind. But that was crazy. My cock throbbed in my pants. I turned to Sylvia and took her to the bedroom we had just occupied. The door shut and locked
. I spoke.
"Sylvia get off your clothes and get on the bed."
I removed mine. Sylvia moved up and on the bed. I crawled between her legs. There was still cum on her legs and leaked from her pussy. My arms went under her knees, and I pushed her legs up to her chest. The shaved wet pussy parted for me. I towered over Sylvia and made long powerful strokes. She moaned and groaned in pleasure at each entrance. The thoughts raced in my head. I was fucking Katie's mom in a bedroom, while our daughters were naked in the bathroom. This was nuts. But it felt wonderful.
Sylvia spoke.
"I want Katie to ride your face while I ride your dick. Would you like that, Mark?"
My answer was to cum inside Sylvia.
She spoke again.
"You keep that hard dick in me! I want to cum too! Now fuck me, Mark!"
And fuck we did. I continued to have Sylvia. She got her wish. I had cum in her twice now. Sylvia leaked on her legs, my cock, and the bed sheets. How would we explain this? The room recked of sex. We both had sperm and her juices on us. The bed was a mess, and we were naked. An unpleasant situation made it worse.
Someone tried to get through the door. Katie's voice heard.
"Hey!!! Why is this door locked? Who is in there? Open my door!!!"
