Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... semen and slime poured from my cock into Clementina’s asshole as my mother pulled Clementina’s asshole wide to allow the mixture to pour out, where she licked it from around the base of my cock. I pulled out completely so she could wrap her lips around Clementina’s asshole and suck the residue from her long, deep cavity.

My mother was on all fours sucking Clementina’s ass, so I moved behind her and stroked my cock, looking at her ass. My mother’s asshole was almost identical to Clementina’s and Ona’s. I pulled her cheeks apart, opening the pink, ready hole. Her still-growing anal sheath popped out.

My phallite brought me back to attention quickly, and I slipped into my own mother’s waiting, slimy, ass. It was beautiful, transcendental even, pounding her ass while she sucked Clementina’s ass clean of my come and our slime. Finally she leaned back and Clementina turned around, the two disappearing into a kiss, breasts pressed against each other, leaning into each other over Ona’s prone, crying, frustrated form on the ground underneath us.

I reached around, squeezing her breasts and sending a stream of milk across Clementina’s chest. I ran my hands down the bulge my cock made riding up and down her stomach. She leaned back and we kissed, then she slapped my hips.

“Are you going to ass fuck your mother or not?” she said.

I let my cock respond as she tightened her ass and pushed it back onto my cock even harder. I pushed her head down into the hollow between ...

... Clementina’s tits, then grabbed her hips and pistoned my cock in and out of her ass.

My mother moaned as I worked her over and she suckled at Clementina’s breasts. Her face was covered with milk and her ass was covered with slime. It was perfect. I picked up the pace, feeling my own slime coursing out into her ass, to mix with her own and then to sluice out of her stretched hole. My cock made a sucking sound each time I pulled back, her anal sheath prolapsed out, and my hips slapped against hers with each rebound. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up.

“Come for mommy,” she whispered. “Come in her ass.”

And I did, as a mixture of semen erupted into her ass both of us moaned.

I was starting to feel a little bit bad for Ona, so as my orgasm began to subside, I let her lick the slime and come off my cock. But that was about it. Otherwise, she just lay on the ground underneath us, crying from frustration.

Served her right, the murdering bitch.

Coming down from our exploits, my mother, Clementina, and I dove into the pool to cool off, leaving Ona still tied on the concrete. We had a playful splash fight, then swam over to the deep end where we lightly treaded water and chatted.

“So I found something interesting when I was cleaning out that attic room in the north wing,” Clementina said.

“What?” my mother asked.

“There was a box with more journals, more notes about the phallites, especially the cream colored ones.”

“What did you learn?” I asked.

“I’m ...