Born to Whore - Mom and Daughter Ch. 08

**A work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to any known person or people, location or event is purely coincidental. All characters are works of fiction and are depicted as 18 years of age or older**

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It was a familiar setting, not much different from the first day when she first found them all together in the living room, when she found out her mother was a working whore. There were a few key differences though. This time her tits were much bigger, as she straddled her step-fathers tight muscled abdomen this time. He suckled and molested and squeezed his step-daughter's now much larger tits, his tits really, until that debt was paid. Her mother was again kneeling on the carpet behind Mandi, between Allen's legs. No giant black man plowing into her this time. But she still switched between working Allen's massive rod into her mouth - getting it hot and slick and then leaning forward a little to do the same to her own daughter. Working fingers into Mandi's pussy and asshole, just like last time. The other notable difference was that instead of just cumming on her mom's hand she was gonna slide down Allen's big dick. Her pussy still sore from the assault a few days ago when Allen had taken her violently and painfully in the basement. That was her first time.

Allen cupped the hot little pillows of her ass cheeks and spread them wide. Her pussy always betraying her better instincts she could feel the slick, sticky fluid pouring from her lower parts onto his.

"Daddy nooo... it's just too big!!"

Mandi not quite realizing that squealing like that was just making Allen hornier as he struggled to control himself. The hammering he had given her a few days ago was designed to test her limits and then exceed them a little, she'd done pretty well despite sexual assault and the pain and the spanking and the degradation and he'd even gotten a moan or two towards the end. But he didn't want her to hate sex, he always found that a whore that loved the fucking more than the money always made more money. So he would take it easy, let her be in control this time, let her like it.

Daisy encouraged her from below telling her, "Baby, he's big and you're still tiny but you can do it if you just relax. Daddy promises to be gentle this time -- right baby?"

"Yeah, I promise -- " He said, dejectedly as though it was some great feat not to be a sexual deviant for once. But mostly he was lost in her tits, sucking them from beneath, squeezing them firmly, nibbling at the nipples and mumbling about 'huge fuckin' tits' and 'so hot' and 'barbie fuck doll.' Mandi had the familiar swell of pride she got whenever someone even glanced at her huge tits never mind devoured them, worshiped them, praised them, slobbered on them like Allen was. And that pride was one of the things that got her pussy going. All three of them could see and feel the hot sticky fluid leaking from her freely, forming a tacky sheen on Allen's lower stomach.

Allen didn't want to wait. Daisy held him still for a few more moments to suck his cock and make sure it was soaking wet and hard. And also took a last moment to finger-fuck her daughter, prepping her for the imminent and painful intrusion from Allen's rod.

Mandi also knew there was no point denying him, she knew what the consequences were, he also had his large strong hands holding her firmly in place with great ease, spreading open her buttcheeks, her wet, puffy, bald mound, still sore from a few days ago, but soaking wet again, ready for dick again. The fat mushroom head finally pushed in from below, caving in the swollen lips of her puffy pussy briefly until the stretchy, young flesh relented, began to devour the fat spongy head being forced into it as she lowered herself downward onto it, able to control her descent, the speed, the angles, letting this fuck be all about her. She still gasped at the painful entry though,

"Oww, mmpfh, Daddieee!!"

Daisy instinctively rubbed at her daughter's back. Allen allowing it this time. In fact he pulled Daisy up onto the couch beside him so he she could watch her daughter's debasement right beside him. Allen grunted and pushed Mandi down onto his rod some more, but he let her adjust, she gasped again but there was an edge of pleasure to it. Daisy beaming at the two of them,

"See how nice daddy can be!" Daisy claimed excitedly again.

Allen wasn't really wired for nice he just wasn't being physically abusive. However he still seemed to revel in sharply forcing her down his dick another few inches, and another sound escaped her lips that was pleasure and pain. He still hurled a litany of degrading statements at her as if the sheer will required to not physically abuse her had to escape in the form of verbal abuse. He called her a 'Dumb baby hooker,' 'Holes for hire,' 'Future cum toilet.' She quivered atop the first half of his dick as he remained still, told her she 'Was gonna be a good prostitute, just like mommy!' He laughed at his own perverted comment and continued along that line of questioning while he continued to slowly, gently pump away at his step-daughters tiny bruised l'il box,

"You excited to be a hooker soon baby? Start paying off these great tits that make you look so hot!? Like such a sexy, grown-up woman?" Throwing a small esteem builder in with the degradation. He proved his point by squeezing and drooling on her boobs some more while she sank down his cock some more.

"Yeahhh -- ugh!" She did. She did want to start being a hooker if only to get them paid off and then she could stop. Get on with a normal teen life. Mostly.

"18 year old, 34DD blonde, blue-eyed, barbie fuck dolls are rare. Especially when they're real stupid, bimbos like you and your mom. I can get top dollar for you, probably get those titties paid off real quick..." Allen mused out loud. But the degradation, the dirty names, the being forced to always dress like a hooker, being sexually degraded in public when he would grope and squeeze her. Make her flash his friends whenever he snapped his fingers and said 'tits.' It was starting to turn her on, even if her brain wouldn't admit it her pussy would and it leaked a fresh flood down Allen's shaft, which he took as clear a sign as any to pull her further down his cock, harder this time, the slow easy fucking picking up a little more force. Short, slow, shallow little fucks til she accustomed to the wide shaft, her little moans mostly from the soreness from being taken so viciously a few days prior than from the width of the fresh intrusion,

"Ow, umph Dadeeee your cock feels so HUGE!! It still hurts!"

"Just keep fucking baby, nice and slow..." He kissed her neck a little, the way that she liked, a little passion between the hurt. Daisy tried to reach between them to play with Mandi's clit but Allen said, "No. Let her learn to cum from dick alone. She ain't gonna have your expert fingers when she's getting fucked by a client in the backseat of his car." He chuckled. He twitched his cock upwards again pushed up deeply into her from below,

"Dadeee! Mmmmm...." Mandi starting to get into it despite the pain. Starting to slide up and down the thick dick on her own, the frustration of not being filled over-riding the pain of being filled.

"That's it slut..." he mumbled more to himself than to her. "Take it all...balls deep!"

"Nooo, I can barely take this much! Ow, Owie!"

"C'mon baby you can take it balls deep! I'm gonna make you take it whether you want to or not. You're a whore now. You're just a series of holes to be filled with cum!" He shoved upwards to accentuate his point and pulled her downwards at the same time feeling his balls flatten as she moaned loudly with misery and passion. He held her there tight, his thick rod pulsing in her squeezing pussy. All sorts of need and emotion gripping at him, holding him there.

Daisy gazed at Mandi through slitted eyes on the verge of cumming herself, her fingers a blur on her own bare wet pussy as she watched her daughter riding her boyfriend/pimp her gaze transfixed at the point where his big rod disappeared into her daughter's tiny hole.

Mandi started really moving up and down now, either despite the pain or because of it she started bouncing up and down on fake daddy's dick as her little bruised box kept leaking the necessary fluids to do so. She started to moan, she felt like she was even going to orgasm. She pushed herself up and down again, really slow but taking his whole dick.

Allen saw the glaze of lust on her face the faint smile curling the corners of her lips and he knew that she was cumming, felt her shudder and twitch while her mother rubbed her back coaching her through her first dick driven orgasm.

Allen also remembered why this all seemed so familiar, then also remembered that first time Mandi had found them all together, her mother being pimped out, fucking a man she had never met, for money they didn't need, a working hooker by choice. Allen also wanted to repeat what had happened last time.

So as soon as Mandi stopped sighing and moaning and twitching in pleasure he forced her up and off his cock down onto her knees and as his friend Dev had done to Daisy he would do to Mandi, spraying a huge hot load all over her face as she knelt there forced to take it, big hand wrapped in her hair as he jettisoned shot after shot of hot cum all over her cute rosy cheeks, the faint freckles now hidden under a mask of semen as he grunted and twitched. Making sure to get the last half in her mouth, telling her to hold it in there.

This time it was Daisy's turn to lap the cum that dripped downwards off her daughter's face onto the shelf formed by her big tits, Daisy's turn to lean forward and tongue scoop the cum out of her daughter's panting mouth into her own. Her own orgasm firing through her as she rubbed her fingers over her clit and shuddered as she reveled in the obscenity of it all.

There was no cash money flung at them this time though. Because they were already his whores.

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It was a few days later, on a Saturday. Mandi and Daisy were unable to observe their weekend ritual as Daisy had gone to brunch with her friends. Allen was gone for the day too, said he had an all day meeting. He said she was allowed to start using a 5" practice dildo instead of the smaller 4" one, now that she had taken his cock twice. But the additional inch on her vibrating toy was no substitute for her mother's professional abilities. Or as much a she hated to admit, Allen's huge dick. Mandi had a tiny little tremor of an orgasm that just served to make her more horny. She turned off the unfulfilling toy and donned her tiniest, sluttiest bikini the material made her little bald mound tingle and she thought the next part of the ritual might do the trick as she headed outside for a tan and a drink. With Allen gone for the day she drank a little more than usual and the new toy she had brought along was a little bigger and stronger, just like the drinks.

She got all oily and shiny, buzzed and horny, hot under the sun and under her suit and she was squirming around on one of the big tanning chairs, shuddering and panting as the vibrator and the heavier than usual drinking finally started to do the trick and brought her over the crest, heaving and panting, a solid release finally and just as she lay there glistening in the sun, eyes closed, one hand roaming over her giant tits, the other holding the buzzing toy steady on her clit, buzzing towards the next one, a quick shadow cast over her and her eyes flicked open and there was Allen.

She stopped abruptly, sat up quick, dizzy, embarrassed, drunk, horny. And Allen sensed it all. She fumbled with the lubed toy. He smiled. Easy pickings and they both knew it.

"I thought, um you had a meeting all day..." she submitted, although that was the lone reason for her masturbating.

"Got done early." He countered, "Please, don't stop on my account though -- keep going." He smirked. Nodding towards the toy that was still buzzing away, too slippery with oil and lube for her to turn off quickly.

"Daddy--I, um I..."

"Keep. Going." The smirk replaced with an icy glare, she knew the look, she knew the consequences, she laid back down, went back to masturbating not thinking she could get off quite the same way with an audience, especially an audience of Allen. But much to her surprise she starting shuddering away quickly, looking up at him through her sunglasses, through the haze of alcohol and through stilted eyes to see him massaging his massive bulge in time with her own self ministrations. She watched it shift as it enlarged, it looked like a python moving in a bag.

"I think it's finally time you got a titty-fuck!"

"Okay!" She giggled at the word and the thought of the act. Surprisingly Allen forbid the girls from watching too much porn, he said he didn't want them picking up any bad habits, he was to teach them himself because 'his whore's had to fuck special.' But it didn't stop Daisy and Mandi from catching the occasional corny soft-core porno movie on television and so she knew what a tittyfuck was and couldn't wait to try it. Allen saw this, knew she was hornier than usual, used this to make her work a little for it.

"Okay!?, Okay!? Is that how you ask?"

She saw what he was getting at, "Daddy will you please fuck my big titties?" She put some sugar on it, even batted her eyelashes.

He pretended to think real hard about it which got her giggling some more and then he removed his shorts and straddled the chair, now mostly nude save for his expensive watch and shoes, his rippled flat defined stomach, muscled chest and arms and that cocky smile that made girls want to slap him or fuck him. One usually leading to the other. He straddled her chest, kneeling over and above her as she laid back on the lounge chair, his hands getting slick with oil as he massaged a little into his big rod before reaching down and gleefully grabbing her big tits squeezing hard. Gripping the nipples painfully and pulling her tits upwards until the slippery oil and gravity pulled them back down to wobble just a little on her small frame. He cupped and squeezed them together pinching the always erect nipples in the crux of his thumbs then slid his thick, wet member up the channel between them.

Mandi swelled with pride as he really started to fuck them. He paused to reach over her to pull the reclined horizontal back of the chaise lounge chair upwards to a 45 degree angle, tilting her head towards him, so that her tiny chin rested atop huge boobs. Her mouth, open and panting a nearby receptacle for Allen's titty fucking cock.

He wasn't going to last long with the lubed channel of her tits and the wet hot mouth above it. Although it certainly didn't stop him from alternating between the two. He grabbed and twisted his hands into her golden curls telling her to squeeze her titties together for him and she gleefully complied, her turn to squeeze her nipples between her own fingers as she squeezed her pillowy oily breasts together making the channel as tight as she could, marveling that her boobs could bring so much pleasure to a man and every once in a while Allen would switch it up and plow her little mouth although she could only fit about a quarter of it in from her position on her back, with her head tilted forward, but it was enough for Allen and then quickly he would move back to her incredible tits.

As good as it was, it wasn't enough, he wanted to fuck her, needed her to understand that blowjobs and even tittyfucks weren't gonna cut it anymore. So with immense strain he managed to stop and stand up. Naked and glistening, now partially covered in oil he stood beside the lounge chair, Mandi panting and horny beneath him.

"New lesson. Whore's position number two. Stay on your back, legs straight up in the air and spread 'em wide."

Mandi knew that would expose her tiny puffy mound, the swim suit bottom mostly just strings. She was horny but hesitant, she reflexively looked towards the house even though Daisy was gone.

"She ain't here. I toldja, she ain't gonna be around every time you're whoring. Legs up."

She was conflicted again, horny, but worried that he'd be rough with her without her mom there, not that she would be much help anyway. She slowly put her legs up but hesitated on opening them wide, exposing herself so openly. Allen waited, he could force her legs open on his own, quite easily, but it was important that she degrade herself, disrespect herself. Then some other things occurred to her, that this was expected, that Allen would fuck her whenever he wanted til the debt was re-payed and that fighting too much was considered teasing and teasing was harshly punished so she slowly spread and he slowly smiled.

Again he executed his deft ability to remove clothing with lightening quick speed and he pulled the tiny side strings on her tiny g-string and had the garment off in less than a second. He swung his leg back over the chair and squatted down positioned his shiny cock at the entrance to her slippery vagina and charged about half way in, no preamble, no warning just 5" in her pussy hard and fast. She gasped, he knew the next sound out of her mouth would be a wail that would cause the neighbours to call the police so he slipped his hand between her oily chin and tits and grabbed her throat, choked the sound off.

She was scared. She'd never been choked, her mom seemed to like it, but that was Daisy. He didn't squeeze too hard on her throat but when he was convinced she was pinned down properly he pushed forward gave her most of the second half in the next forceful shove and then he started swinging dick into her back and forth, harder and harder, not the pounding he gave her the first time, but a lot harder than the second time and now she was all alone.

"Tell Daddy you love his cock."

"Daddy it's tooo biiig!! It hurts!"

"Tell Daddy you love his cock or I'll slap you. Get used to it hooker, men will expect you to fuck them with your words too."

"D..D..Daddy I love your cock." she wheezed as he weakened the grip on her small throat.

"Good."

He quickened his pounding and again he knew he wouldn't last long being balls deep in the tightest pussy after being balls deep in the biggest tits, it was all too much for one man to take. He cursed himself for not forcing a blowjob from Daisy before she left, then he could last longer sexually assaulting her daughter. Her legs started to droop, heels bouncing on his muscular buttocks.

"Keep 'em up there! A real whore keeps her legs up and spread wide!"

She had clunky heeled sandals on which made it difficult but she knew better than to anger him when he was so close to cumming. So she pulled her legs back up and open spreading them wide as he requested and felt his dick go even deeper inside her.

"Where does babywhore want it? Should Daddy put it on your face? Maybe get some in your hair again?" He chuckled meanly.

He released her throat a little. "No.." she whispered, pleading.

"Maybe all over your big tits?"

"Ummm, No.." But she wasn't entirely against the idea. Her own orgasm building, Allen noticed it took as a sign that he could fuck her harder push her past her limits again.

"Should I shoot my cum all all over your asscheeks then?"

She felt her face turning red and shook her head a little. So he jammed it all the way in squeezed her throat to prevent the hurt filled wail. Then leaned down whispered in her ear "I'm being nice baby, letting you choose...Now tell Daddy where you want his cum." He drilled into her harder, the lounge chair squeaking over the patio stones.

"In...in..my p..p..pusssyyy Dad-Daddy p..please!" she wheezed through the thunderous impacts from her step-father/future pimp as he grunted and moaned.

"Fuck it's so t-tight, baby -Ugh, UGH!" He slammed into her three times hard, tensed and grunted and then emptied everything he had into her tiny, wet, warm, squeezing tunnel. His hot seed spreading inside her. her hot tight hole, His hole, he owned it until the debt was paid.