The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI

... they watched. They were really cute, and really hot.

My cock was diamonds as I rubbed some lube onto it then pulled open my mother’s asshole. The flesh inside was still reddish-pink and inflamed from my earlier sodomization of my mother – but that didn’t seem to bother her one bit. I could see remnants of my earlier come shot inside her. I stroked my cock and pointed it at the girls, then slowly slid it into my mother’s waiting ass. The girls on the deck moaned louder than my mother. Meanwhile, Jesse and Megan had paired off and Megan had her face buried between Jesse’s thighs.

I began pistoning my meat in and out of my mother’s asshole (not for the first time that night) when a shocked voice spoke up from the direction of the pool entryway.

“Girls! What is the meaning of this?’

The two girls gasped and we all turned. A woman – looked to be about the same age as my mother – stood in the entryway. She had dirty blonde hair that was wet like she had just come out of the shower, and wore a tank top and a pair of cargo shorts.

“Mom!” one of the girls gasped. “Look, this isn’t what it looks like.”

“Pool’s closed,” my mother called, not even bothering to pull her asshole off my cock. “You have to leave, ma’am.”

“If the pools’ closed, what are my daughters doing here? What are you doing here?”

“I’m the hotel owner, and they are my special guests. You aren’t. You are going to have to leave.”

“I’m not leaving without my daughters,” the woman said. She had ...

... folded her arms across her chest – apparently remembering she didn’t have a bra on and becoming self-conscious.

“Girls,” I said, speaking up for the first time. “Do you want to leave?”

The two girls looked at each other, then at their mother. There was a pregnant pause. Then they shook their heads.

“Okay, then,” my mother said. “They don’t have to leave, but you do.”

“Unless you want to stay,” I added. “But there’s a price.”

“A price? I’m not paying you to sit here and watch this depravity,” the woman said.

“It’s not a monetary price,” I said. “You have to strip and join your daughters.”

A look of mortification crossed the two girls faces for a moment, then they looked at each other and giggled. Their mother, on the other hand, turned beet red.

“I am not doing...that. No way.”

“Then please leave,” I said. “I’m trying to fuck my mother but you’re making me lose wood.” I popped my cock out and stretched my mother’s pink asshole wide in the direction of the woman. My mother pushed out a dome of crumpled flesh to accentuate the point, thick streamers of lube and semen slid from her overused asshole.

“Lady, either get busy or get out,” I said.

“There’s another option,” my mother said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“If she doesn’t want to have sex with her daughters, I’ll have sex with them, but she has to let you fuck her ass like you’re fucking me.”

The woman stood there, unsure of what to do. She looked back and forth at all of us. Finally, she ...