"Hello, darlings." Helen's voice was cool and calm as she opened the door. A smile crossed her face as she met her daughter's eyes. "How are you feeling, honey?"
"I'm okay." Esther seemed a trifle wary, unsure of what reaction to expect from her mother. The bonhomie was disconcerting.
The older woman chuckled, then she drew Stephen's strong young body into her arms. Her lips pressed against his as her hand slid down to his crotch, savouring the reaction of his virile youth.
Samantha flushed as she threw a glance at Esther, but other than a small expression of surprise the black haired teen seemed unconcerned by her mother's attack on her new boyfriend. Indeed, she appeared to be increasingly fascinated by it, her tongue flickering across her own lips leaving them moist, glistening. The older blonde took the girl's hand, pulling her inside.
Stephen himself seemed overwhelmed, Samantha noted with some amusement. His arms, half raised initially to push Helen away, now settled about her waist. Helen hadn't bothered to dress up, content with a white satin dressing gown that hung to her ankles. By comparison the other two women seemed overdressed. Esther in the black tights and hooded sweatshirt she'd worn while sneaking into Samantha's car, and the blonde in another button up dress, this in pale green.
At length Helen broke the embrace and turned her gleaming green eyes on Samantha and Esther. "Like mother like daughter, I guess. Tell me sweetie, did you enjoy him?" Esther blushed and nodded. "Good, good." She arched an eyebrow at Samantha, "I'm think I'm safe in assuming a good time was had by all." Samantha spread her hands in a half shrug. "It's okay, sweetie." Helen sighed, a slight tone of resignation in her voice. "She is her mother's daughter after all. It was inevitable we'd like the same things."
"You did say you were okay with me dating him."
"You were watching us?" The blonde heard real surprise in Helen's voice. "I was more 'open to the possibility' but..." She looked the teen up and down. "Fine... fine... I guess there's nothing I can do about it now." She glanced up at Stephen. "This is getting complicated." It was the young man's turn to shrug and say nothing. "I'm guessing there's a bit of latitude in this 'relationship.'" Her hand had not stopped lightly stroking him through his slacks.
"We have some... 'latitude.'" There was a husky edge to Esther's voice. Helen's teasing smile was back.
"So, you're saying your old mom can still get some hard young cock when she wants it?" A playful giggle. "Or perhaps some tight teen ass?" She moved her hands to cup Stephen's lean muscular buttocks. The boy tensed, "Oh don't be silly, Stevie-boy. I'm sure you'd love it." Stephen's expression was quizzical, but he said nothing. "Come on, sweetie. You're not going to say you didn't fuck my little girl's ass." A brief shake of the head. "Of course not. I've seen her in a swimsuit. If I weren't her mother I'd have hit it like an atom bomb." She massaged his cheeks. "So that makes yours the only unfucked ass in this room. Don't you think that's a bit greedy?" Stephen swallowed awkwardly, unsure how to argue against her. Helen giggled again. "Anyway..." She looked over the three of them, composure reasserting itself on her face. "You two can stay the night and we can have some fun..." Samantha hesitated. Her daughters would be returning home tomorrow, but that would be mid-afternoon. There'd be plenty of time to return and tidy up. She turned her blue eyes to Stephen.
"Are you okay with that?" It was his turn to hesitate, until Helen's soft hand squeezed his cock.
"I guess..." Helen smirked up at him.
"Good boy."
*****
"You have a beautiful body, honey." Helen's tone was encouraging as the quartet stripped in her basement 'sex dungeon.' Brazen as Esther had been with Stephen and Samantha earlier, there was a certain awkwardness when undressing in front of her mother. Stephen and Samantha had no such hesitation, and Helen's gown puddled at her feet with an undone tie and a shimmy of her hips. Esther blushed, she was still wearing her black g-string and her hoodie was held across her breasts. Samantha and Stephen exchanged glances.
Stephen pushed Helen back into one of the padded pillars, his lips seeking hers, his leg between her thighs. Her fingers clawed his back as they kissed, grinding her slick cunt against his muscular thigh.
"It's okay, sweetie." Samantha guided Esther around another pillar, out of her mother's sight, taking the shirt from the girl's unresisting hands, then kneeling to peel the tiny underwear from her soaked pussy. Her tongue found the girl's clit, and she lapped eagerly. The blonde felt the teen's hands close on her head, pulling her in further. Allowing herself a smile of satisfaction, she gave the young pussy her undivided attention.
The blonde heard Helen's groan of satisfaction as Stephen's cock was sheathed in her body, then the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh, punctuated by the other woman's gasps. The boy was definitely giving her what she wanted. Esther's green eyes were wild, sweat glistening on her cheeks, as she listened to her mother being fucked. Yesterday she had watched the three fuck, but now she was an active participant. She squeezed her own heavy breasts, the nipples cruelly pinched, as her older lover put her experience to work. Samantha loved the young girl's taste, devouring her hungrily as the teen squirmed against the blonde's practised tongue.
*****
Mother and daughter came, almost at the same moment. Stephen heard Esther cry out in pleasure as he sank his cock deep into Helen's spasming cunt. Her lips were fever hot against his, and he was sure her raking claws had drawn blood, although he was long past caring. In a smooth motion he pulled out, turning her face into the pillar, and pressed against her, his hardness captured between her soft buttocks. He ground against her as she pushed back, teasing him with her curves. "Damn, you're a dirty slut." Helen said nothing, but her hips moved against him and there was a smile on her half turned face. He cupped one of her breasts as his fingers slid down the cleft between her buttocks. Her tight ring was already slick with lubricant, as though she'd been expecting this. "Lube?"
"In my robe pocket. Hurry!"
Stephen smeared his thick shaft with the cool jelly as Helen reached back to spread her cheeks. He entered her too quickly, he was sure of it, but the lubrication eased the entry, and her own lust appeared to dull any pain. He speared into her, slamming in, drawing out, slamming in again. She pushed back just as fiercely, taking him hilt deep in her stygian depths. "Dirty slut. You love it up your ass, don't you?" Helen muttered her assent, her attention captured by his words, and the feel of his cock pistoning in her tight asshole. He leaned closer, fingers digging into her breasts. "You know. Yours is the third ass I've fucked today... of course you know that. Sammie, she's a real anal whore. She'd take it up the ass all day every day if she could." He heard Samantha groan aloud. "Esther... your little girl... your baby girl..." He felt Helen tense against him, but the flush in her cheeks, and the way she tightened around him, told him to continue. "She's a three-hole slut, just like her mother. Sammie will tell you she eats pussy like it's her last meal. She sucks cock like a pro... her cunt is so hot, slick and tight... damn..." Stephen slowed his breathing, forcing himself to relax. Helen was moving like a madwoman against him, his words driving her wild.
"And..." Helen grunted.
"And?"
"Her ass... you fucked her ass..."
"Yes... yes... I fucked her ass..." He heard Esther's whimper. "I felt like I'd lose circulation it was so tight. Like my cock would be cut off and lost inside her." Another pause for breath as Helen mewed in frustration. "She's just like her mother. A horny, cock and cunt hungry slut. A horny ass-fucking..." His words trailed off as the older woman erupted under him. Her muscles clamped down on him as she shrieked her pleasure.
*****
Stephen's words had had an equally stirring effect on the other two women. They lay together on the padded floor, Samantha on top, Esther devouring her like it was indeed her last meal. The blonde reciprocated, the teen's legs pulled back for full access. Samantha's tongue flickered from one hole to the other, the girl's gasps of joy doubling with each movement. It was not long after Helen's cry that Samantha reached her own peak, and her continued ministrations sent Esther over the edge shortly after that.
"Oh, fuck." Stephen came into view on unsteady legs, sitting down against the wall. "That was... rough." Helen didn't look any more steady when she slid down beside him. "Sorry if I went too far there." The black haired beauty just smiled and rubbed his thigh.
"It's okay, sweetie. It turned me on... I came hard..."
Samantha and Esther slowly disentangled themselves. If nothing else Esther appeared to have overcome her shyness. She no longer seemed concerned by her nudity around her mother. She too sat herself beside Stephen, as she pushed sweat matted hair back from her eyes. "Damn. Now I need another shower." She rested her head on Stephen's shoulder. "How're you doing, Mom?"
"Same old, same old." Helen rubbed her temples with the heels of her hands. "A perfectly normal day..." Her daughter laughed. "Oh, my darlings, what am I going to do with you all?"
