Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... Clementina’s, feeling both of their slimy, slick lobes, their engorged clits, their deep, wet asses.

The sensations that overcame me were indescribable. When my mother’s flow started to lighten, Clementina stood up and I switched from my mother’s breasts to Clementina’s, my mother doing the same. The milk was equally delightful, and my cock was now sending out a steady, unbroken stream of slime and pre-come that sluiced from the gaping tip, dripped down and pooled on Ona’s stomach.

Ona looked to me almost in shell shock. The desire was driving her mad and she was moaning to herself softly, staring up at the three of us.

My mother disengaged from Clementina’s fleshy breast and slipped down onto her knees in front of me. Ona tried to lift herself up and suck on my mother’s breasts, but I again used my foot to push her back down.

“Try it again, bitch,” I said. “I dare you.”

Ona stared up at me, frustration glowing in her eyes.

My mom stroked my already throbbing cock, running her finger down from the tip to the base and back. Slime surged from the end, shooting across her breasts and mingling with the remains of the milk that still clung to her skin. She slipped my head into her mouth and circled the tip with her tongue, then pulled it out – sending a long string of slime down her chin and milky chest.

I pulled myself from Clementina’s breast and moved back up to her lips, pressing mine against hers, intertwining our tongues, swapping slime. I felt my ...

... mother move her fingers around near the apex of my cock, teasing the gaping hole at the tip.

Like the rest of my cock, the aperture at the end was substantially bigger, wider than before. Something felt funny about what my mother was doing – though it felt incredible. I looked down. My mother had slipped her index finger into my cock and was now massaging the sensitive spot just under the head from the inside, while stroking the shaft from the outside. I had never had anything inside my cock except piss, pre-come, and semen. I never thought I would enjoy something like this, but -just another gift of the phallites - this was beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I groaned, arching my back. I felt like I had just passed the pleasure of an orgasm and moved into some unknown, uncharted sexual terrain where no rules applied. My mother looked up at me and our eyes met.

“You like?” she asked.

“Fuck yeah,” I replied. She smiled and increased the pace.

Clementina ran her tongue up my chest and teased my nipples, then kissed me again.

“Do you remember when you were watching me in the bathroom through the hole in the wall?” she asked.

“How could I forget,” I said.

“Did you like my asshole?”

“I have wanted your asshole ever since I first saw it.”

“Then take it,” she said, bending over and leaning across her sister, leaning against the fence that ran around the pool. “And don’t be fucking gentle about it.”

I was faced with the perfect ass, slit, and ...