It was morning. If it was raining, it would have drowned out the sound of cum splattering on the wooden flooring. Deep gasps rung out through the air as Maddie furiously pumped the last drops out of her cock with one hand. With the other, she pushed and pulled the small buttplug in her rear.
"Let it all out, sweetie."
Maddie's mother, Jenny, watched her daughter spasm in pleasure with a slight smile and the grace of a saint. She would need to mop the floor at the end of the day, like everyday since her young Maddie turned eighteen. But she did not mind. It came part and parcel with being an open family.
She raised her cup of coffee to her plump lips, savoring the taste, while her bare bum rested against the counter. For all she teased Maddie and her other daughters about the messes they made, she truly appreciated how comfortable her family was with each other. Her house had been clothing-optional since the day recently-divorced Jenny had moved in, of course, but there were more secrets to life than the body. When Maddie had come out as a girl during puberty, it had not been with great dread or fear of rejection. And her daughter's trust in her family had been rewarded, as her mother and two older sisters were nothing but supportive in her quest to become the best woman she could be.
How could they not? So it was, any lingering fears her daughters had were turned to dust on the wind after that outpouring of love. Soon after, one, two, then all three of daughters came out as bi or lesbian. Jenny had hugged them, then told her daughters she was queer too - she was also bi.
Then one day they were all adults. And many scandalous acts had become OK.
"S-sorry about the mess, mom," Maddie finally squeaked out, interrupting Jenny's thoughts. Maddie's breasts, small but firm, heaved in the glow of the sun.
Jenny put her cup down and planted her hands on her hips. "Estrogen should have made you come less, not more! What am I to do with you?"
"You were the one that told me to not bother with Kleenexes." Her daughter raised an eyebrow. Then her eyes dropped to Jenny's large chest, puffy nipples rock solid. Another, final, glob of cum dribbled out of her dick.
Jenny licked her lips as the strand of white stretched out before dropping to the floor with a light splat. "It's all about the environment, dear. Other people may not care as much, but that just means we need to step up!"
Maddie rolled her eyes. Tiptoeing around the stains, she plopped her toned ass onto a stool in front of the kitchen island. She wiggled slightly, the leather feeling like sin on her buttplug.
"Totally," she said, "We need to get in touch with our inner animal. Rawr."
"Enough sass. Eat your food then get ready for college."
*****
It was evening. If pussies could sing, the living room would be a chorus. Her oldest daughter, Amy, was bouncing on a dildo. Her loose blonde hair bounced in time with her moderate chest, as she performed squats on the phallic object.
