A Family that Sleeps Together...

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After a quick bath and drying yourself at home, you go to your sleeping quarters. You hug your pillow and indulge in its softness. You feel a gentle nudge. You look behind you to see your mom and Sammy.

“Not in the mood tonight?” Sammy asks. “Yesterday you were fine.”

You get up from your soft pillow. “Just stretching. What are we doing today?”

Sammy and your mom get onto your bed and in unison, says, “you.”

You laugh and dive into their arms. You kiss them each and let them play with your tongue a bit.

Sammy uses her hands to rub both yours and your mom’s clits, moving in tiny circles. All three of you meet halfway and continue touching tongues and teasing each other until Sammy leans back.

“Not in the mood tonight?” you joke. Sammy reaches inside your drawer to produce a strap-on. Looking closer, it was the same strap-on that took your virginity. You forgot you kept it there. “Found it.”

Just at the sight of it, you subconsciously spread your legs. Your lips are still locked on your mother’s, but your pussy is begging for the synthetic cock. Sammy climbs on you and thrust forward. As the head of the strap-on plunges inside of you so effortlessly, you follow each pound under Sammy’s rhythm. Deeper into you, and Sammy’s body also presses into yours, breasts mashing. You are now in full embrace with your stepmom. Your mom faces her lover as she sits on you and the both you and Sammy take a taste of her vagina. It takes only a matter of seconds before all three of you reach climax.

. . .

The three of you cuddle together, with you inside the sandwich, your face in between your mom’s bosoms. Sammy behind you has removed the strap-on but continues to slowly mash her pussy again your butt.

“I believe I already asked you… or maybe not… How was school today, honey?” your Mom asks, while all three of you suck up all the fluids from each other.

“Oh you know,” you lick your lips, recalling the day’s events. “Same old, same old.”


THE END

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