"Oh, Fuck. OH Fuck. OH FUCK...YES!" Stacy yelled as my tongue flicked across her clit, and my fingers slid in and out of her sopping wet pussy. I kissed up her body and made my way to her neck. As I reached her neck, my dick slid into her gaping hole easily. She moaned and clawed my back as she pulled me closer.
A teenage girl's voice from the other side of the bedroom door said, "No siblings!"
I couldn't help but crack up with a laugh as I pounded into her mom. Stacy giggled but seemed otherwise unfazed to know her daughter was on the other side of the door as she listened to us fuck. She wrapped her legs around me and pushed me to go faster and harder. She moaned loudly with every thrust and dug her nails into my ass.
We were both getting close as she panted, "Fuck" over and over.
Suddenly, she let out a cry of random noises as she spasmed uncontrollably. I blasted into her every drop I had to offer.
Once we caught our breath and put on some clothes, we went to the living room. Becky was sitting on the couch as she watched TV. She glanced over at us as we walked in and seemed rather grumpy.
She grumbled, "Better not get pregnant, damn it."
Stacy waved her off with a smile and sat down on the couch.
In a mocking tone, I said, "You're just jealous it wasn't you," and patted the top of her head as I walked by.
"What? No! I do not want to be any part of... that," Becky said, doing her best to look disgusted, but I thought I saw a twinkle in her eye.
Stacy said with a sarcastic grin, "You want to fuck him, fuck him."
I gave Becky a quizzical look, hoping she would say something along the lines of, 'Hell yeah, let's fuck!' I mean, it's not every day your girlfriend basically gives you permission to fuck her extremely hot eighteen-year-old daughter. Predictably, Becky's response was nothing of the sort.
She mocked a gag with a finger and said, "Gross."
I noticed she moved her legs to where I could see right up the leg hole in her extremely short shorts. She didn't have any underwear on, and her shaved pussy was on full display. Though her mom couldn't see it from that angle. Becky caught my gaze and gave me a mischievous grin. She scratched her well-toned thigh and subtly moved her shorts so I couldn't see anymore.
Around midnight, Stacy went to bed. I stayed up to watch more of the show we had been bingeing. Becky moved next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. In and of itself, her doing that was not out of the ordinary. Yet, my mind was still on the sneak peek I had up her shorts. Along with that mischievously sexy grin she gave me when she noticed she was being watched.
I gazed down at her cleavage displayed in the low-cut, light pink tank top she had on. It was stretched tight against her breast, but the rest was loose. I looked further down and noticed her hand was between her legs. One of her fingers looked to be in the leg hole of her shorts.
I asked to be sure I had it right, "Are you playing with yourself?"
She looked at me stunned but didn't move her hand as she said, "What? No!"
Then her finger flicked, and it looked to be just about the correct position to flick her clit.
I grinned, "Right. Must be my mistake."
She gave me that mischievously sexy grin again, "Do you want me to?"
"That is entirely up to you," I said in an attempt to be diplomatic.
Becky moved her the leg of her shorts over and let me watch as she slid her finger over her glistening shaved slit. Her clit stuck out slightly at the top, and she rubbed circles around it. She was merely starting to breathe harder when suddenly she stopped, closed her legs in a hurry, and acted like she had just been watching the show the whole time.
I looked up to see Stacy in the kitchen getting some water. After Stacy shuffled back to bed, Becky turned in her seat, moved her back against the armrest, and ensured I could see everything as she played with herself.
I asked, in a whisper, "Would you like some help with that?"
She took her shorts off, just barely moving her butt to do so, and asked like she was completely confused, "Help with what?"
She slid a finger into her pussy, while giving me that sexy, mischievous grin.
"Well, if I can't help, maybe I can join?" I asked hopefully.
My dick strained against my jeans, in need of relief.
She shrugged and continued to finger herself. I pulled out my dick and started stroking as I watched her finger slide in and out of her. Her thumb brushed her clit every time she slid her finger in. Becky picked up the pace as she watched my hand move up and down my shaft. She breathed relatively heavily, and her face was completely red.
She yanked her shirt off. It wasn't doing much to hide her perfect perky tits anyway, but I still loved the view. They looked big on her slim frame, but each one was not much more than a handful. Her light pink nipples stuck out, hard as rocks.
I slid my jeans down to my knees so the zipper would stop poking me in the balls, but it seemed Becky took that as an invention. I didn't complain when she sat on my lap and rubbed her smooth pussy against my dick. Her hips moved back and forth and added lubrication to my dick with her juices.
Her tits were almost at eye level. I wanted to bury my face in them but thought better of it. I wasn't sure how she would react if I pushed things forward. I didn't have to wait long, though. She grabbed my head and shoved my face into her cleavage.
She slid her hips forward, raised up, and sat on my dick. It impaled her, and she gave a soft moan in my ear. Fuck she was tight. She bottomed out on my balls and smashed them under her ass. Slowly, she moved up and down and skewered herself on my rigid shaft. Becky built up speed as I kissed, licked, and sucked her nipples. I squeezed her ass as she moved. She panted and moaned incoherently.