Mother, Daughter, and the Old Pizza-man - Sex Stories

Mother, Daughter, and the Old Pizza-man

... blanket being put on my naked body, a darkness, as the light was distinguished, and a naked man walking through a door that was closed, as they went into her bedroom. I awoke some six hours later, with the joys of Spring in my heart, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, I felt I was a changed women, then as I thought, it all started coming back, and I felt between my legs, I was really very wet, and I brought some of the wetness to my nose, the smell was familiar, and the tinge of salinity and acridness, told my it was not a dream from a d***ken binge, this was semen, oozing from my womanhood, I did have a cock inside me last night, I was fucked, and I got up and stood shaking on my feet. I was naked, and as I looked around the living room, there were clothes everywhere, as if ripped off in passion, mine, my daughters, and a man's. I wandered down to my daughters room and the door was ajar, she was in bed, and the man was in beside her, the same man who had fucked me, had also fucked my f******n year old daughter, I was aghast, but strangely connected, he had achieved every woman's nightmare scenario, fucked both of us, and I stood there naked and shaking my head, a smile on my lips. I went into the room and stood by the bed on the side where he lay, they lay back to back. I lifted the cover, for some strange reason, I wanted to see my daughters bloom against his aged being, and as I did so, my eyes befell upon his morning woody, it was fat, engorged by bl**d and piss, and lay some nine inches in length. My daughter's bed was king-size, so I slipped under the covers and set about his cock, Spring was here indeed, as I sat stride him, this time I was conscious of what I was doing, and did not care a jot as I started humping him, there certainly was something in the mother daughter thing with sex.