Creamy Mother and Daughter

Clarissa looked back to face me. Throughout this entire exchange, her pussy was slowly milking my cock, with her cervix sucking on my head. Even when I went soft, the tip of my penis still stayed in her cervix. She was so tight and good at this, how could anyone be disgusted.

"I'm glad you're OK with this," said Clarissa. "Anytime you need to get off, you let us know. OK?" She cupped her hands on my face and brought herself in for a bit of passionate kissing. When we broke contact, we kept our foreheads pressed together, smiling with eyes locked. She gave me one last peck on the lips and then began making out with her mother passionately, with stringy bits of saliva and her vaginal cream stretching out between them as they parted for breath. I was going out of my mind watching these two kiss. At times Clarissa would open her mouth wide, stick out her tongue only to have her mother suck on it like a tiny cock, it was driving me mad. They were mother, daughter and lovers combined, it was beautiful to see and be a part of them.

Clarissa reached down and got two handfuls of her juices that were pouring out of her. Brought her hands up to their faces and smothered it all over her and her mother's face. Christina began licking her daughter's fingers and face. She looked me in the eyes as she sucked on each of Clarissa's little fingers. Clarissa took her mother's hands in her mouth and shoved them deep enough that she began gagging. Her beautiful body spasmed with each cough. The sight was too much, this petite little girl gagging on her mother's hands turned me on. Every time her body spasmed her vagina and cervix would pump my shaft just a little bit harder. This caused a slow and steady stream of saliva to flow down her body, only to have her mother smear all over her tiny titties.

"Please help me cum again mommy." Christina placed one hand down to her daughter's clit and began softly rubbing her hard red clitoris. With Christina's other hand, she lubed it with Clarissa's love juice and brought it around to her backside. I could feel her slowly insert into her daughter's anus. When Clarissa accepted the size, she began pumping in and out. This livened up Clarissa all over again. I could feel the pumping of her vagina quicken. It was only a matter of time before I would cum again. The pace of her vagina got faster and then faster matching her mother's finger, much faster than my two hands. I couldn't take it anymore and nor could she. I felt her body spasm and twitch on my cock, she let out one loud sexy moan. I could see her arch her back away from her mother. I looked down to see her pussy gushing white creamy grool. Making eye contact with Christina's smiling face brought me instantly to orgasm. Once more filling her daughter's tight cervix. This second orgasm was much stronger than the first. My vision blacked out and the last thing I felt was an ocean of peace and pleasure radiating away from where Clarissa and I were connected. Then I passed out.

I awoke a couple of hours later on the floor, still naked, with a pillow under my head and a blanket thrown over me. How sweet of them. As I groggily stood up I could hear the shower going and then cut off. I rubbed my eyes remembering last night. Did that really happen, it was like I was on drugs? Was Clarissa's milkmaid's had real? It had to be, I'd never heard of that before so surely I couldn't have imagined that. I could hear both of their voices coming from the bathroom, I guess they were showering at the same time. They came out of the bathroom, both of them naked and heading towards me.

"Good morning Mike," said Clarissa very sweetly. "Sorry about leaving to sleep all sticky. You looked so peaceful sleeping we didn't want to wake you. And I really am sorry for last night, it's just that sometimes cervical orgasms really get me going and I can lose control."

"It's OK. So you two are all good with this?"

This time, Christina chimed in, "Yeah, sorry to have overwhelmed you with all of this. We're as they say, 'really close,'" she emphasized. "We've had a sexual relationship for some time now. We're just lucky to have met someone who understands. Oh, and she's a nudist too. We're dropping a lot on you sorry."

"You two will never have to apologize about anything to me. I think it's sweet and beautiful how close you two are. The incest is a nonissue for me. If you don't wanna wear clothes, you don't have to. Please make yourselves at home. I'd give you both a hug as a sign of good faith, but I'm still sticky from last night," we all laughed at that.

Christina laughed looking at the mess they made of me last night. "Go jump in the shower and we'll have this placed cleaned up with breakfast ready when you get out," she was amused at aftermath of sexual destruction her and her daughter had unleashed on me.

True to their word, the place was cleaned with breakfast ready. When I came out, Clarissa was seated, absently eating while reading a textbook. Christina was combing Clarissa's hair into a ponytail. They looked like sisters, not mother and daughter. They both looked up at me and smiled. Christina pointed to a plate of breakfast across from them, "That's for you."

"Thanks," I smiled back. It's gonna be a good day. I ate my breakfast looking at the both of them. Clarissa had shoulder length black hair with long bangs. Her face had small features, she had a very ethnic Latina, American Indian feyness to her. Her skin was darker than her mother and was the same tone all over. Her breasts were identical to her mothers. In spite of being 19, she was built quite petite. Being that they were both so petite, they still shopped for clothing in the teen's section. It's why their clothing seemed so juvenile. When Christina was done with her hair, she went to their bedroom and came back with a pair pink panties, a white halter top, pink t-shirt, jean shorts, and sandals.

"Alright young lady, time to get dressed for school." Clarissa didn't say a word. She stood up and stepped to the side of the table, moved her book so she could keep reading, placed her hands on the surface of the table and spread her feet slightly like she was gonna get searched by a cop. With that, her mom knelt down and one leg at a time placed her panties on, and then the shorts. Clarissa sat back down but placed both her hands up, to which her mom then placed on the white halter top and then the pink t-shirt, while still reading her book. Finally, Christina knelt down and strapped the sandals on her daughter's feet. Not one second after that did the alarm on Clarissa's phone go off.

"Thanks, Mom, I gotta get to school." She swept the book into a bookbag that I hadn't noticed was leaning against the table leg. She threw the bag over her shoulder and placed her phone in her pocket.

"Good luck in school," she then hugged her daughter tightly. They embraced not like mother and daughter but like lovers. They both had hands on each others ass and were making out like cute teens. I could see that Clarissa was really squeezing her mom's ass cheeks and spreading them apart. They broke away knowing not to take things too far this early in the morning.

"Bye Mom," she then came over to me and gave me a peck on the forehead, "Bye Mike," and with that, she was out the door.

"Man, you two are intense and functional at the same time. It's getting all of the blood going in the wrong places," I said smiling at her.

"Oh, my, you're not kidding," she said pointing to my boner. With that, she knelt down and crawled underneath the table. Her mouth found the tip of my cock and with one motion, sucked my entire cock into her mouth, down her throat all the way down to my balls. She held her position. I could feel her body spasm, to keep from gagging as she adjusted to me in her throat. When she finally did, she tightened her lips around the base of my cock and then began swallowing. It was amazing, like her throat version of the milkmaid's vagina, but with a tongue. Then she slid back, slowly sliding my cock out the entire length of her throat until it popped out of her mouth. I could hear her breathing hard, I guess she was holding her breath.

From underneath the table, she looked up at me, "That's kind of my version of the milkmaid's vagina, it's a milkmaid's throat I guess," she giggled after saying that. "What do you think?"

"It feels awesome. I wish I had two dicks, so I could have one in your mouth and the other in your Clarissa's pussy. The orgasm alone would make my head explode." She laughed at the idea of two dicks. I could see her looking at mine, trying to imagine such sight.

"Just lean back, relax and feel free to cum down my throat. OK?"

"Yes, ma'am." With that, she sucked my cock back down her throat all over again. While on all fours on under the table, she began to rock her body forward and backward. Her throat was a full length, hot, wet, tight, moaning cock sleeve. She didn't speed up, but she was able to move the entire length of my cock it was amazing. My own under table cock sucking machine. In no time at all, I was on the brink of cumming and then quickly passed that point. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm oh...oh." She moved her lips all the way up to the base of my cock. I could feel her throat swallow every spurt of my ejaculation. The massaging effect made me cum more, longer and harder. I didn't think I'd even be capable of another orgasm, let alone one as intense as the one I'm having now. When my orgasm finally subsided, she pulled back and let my softening cock plop out of her mouth. She moved from underneath the table and then sat on my lap and we began making out. This was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum, but with this woman in my life, I'm thinking it won't be my last. I don't know if it was just her or the cum, but she was delicious.

So for the next few days, Christina and I had crazy, dirty passionate sex. I learned a lot about her as well as my own sexual tastes. I don't how many gallons of cum I blew down her throat, but I do know we both loved every minute of it. I also learned she didn't have too many taboos. Anal play was something I kind of figured she'd like. What I didn't figure is that it was something I like as well. Her asshole was another mouth on her body that I could make out with. I loved having her squat down on my face, so I could drench her little pucker with my own saliva and tongue fuck her. What she taught me was how much I enjoyed having my butt hole played with. When she first rimmed me, I blew like a fountain. She at one point locked eyes with me, pushed a finger in and massaged my prostate. That pushed me over the edge and for a third time, since meeting these two, I have had a mind-blowing, blacking out orgasms that I didn't think were possible. When I regained consciousness, she said some day she'd use a strapon on me made for milking prostates. She was laying on top of me when she said it, I told her she's welcome to bring any sexual anything she wants in my life.

We were in the sixty-nine position and I loving it. I was lapping at her clitoris and cream dripping slit. She was able to split her legs enough that I was just smothered with her pussy. Her cream was overflowing my mouth, which didn't matter. She produced so much that I could afford the gluttony that her sex provided. I was a bit taller than her, so at best she could get half of my cock in her mouth, but the half she did have in her mouth was lit up with pleasure. She sucked and tickled the head. Her tongue was unstoppable, it would circle around the rim of my cock head, then slowly stuff it down my pee hole. This was another new thing she brought to my sex life. One thing we did to each other that perhaps other couples may not normally in 69 position was, she would get her fingers good and wet, then reach up, play and finger my asshole. I, on the other end, would wet my hands with her juices flowing from my mouth and play with her asshole as well. It was so perverted, who knows what Clarissa would think if she saw us. Hell for all I know these two did this together. Perhaps we were both thinking the same thing, we came into each other's mouths at the same time. When we came finally came down from our orgasms, she spun around and laid down next to me in my arms. We were both spent, sticky, satisfied and glowing.

"Hey, it's been a while since I've seen Clarissa. It seems like she's either sleeping or at school. Something wrong?"

"Oh, finals started last week. She's been really focused. I think tomorrow will be her last one. Why do you miss the milkmaid," she asked teasing me?

"Why no, well yeah, I just wanted to be sure everything was alright. But yeah, it was really nice. Really nice."

"Don't' worry, I know she's gonna need to wind down when she's all finished. Be patient."

Sure enough the day after, her mother and I were sitting on the couch, reading. Yeah, I know not what you expected, but we became very relaxed around each other at this point. Clarissa came in through the front door and dropped her bookbag as soon as she got in. Christina put her book down and asked, "How are finals going?"

"Done, all done," she said blowing her breath out slowly, slumping down on the chair next to the couch. She sat there thinking to herself. "Hey I'm sorry to bug the both of you, but I really need to ask. Mike?" I placed my book down and looked up at her, hoping for something naughty.

"What's up?"

"This is kind of a rude question to ask, sorry if I make you mad, but...can I...milk your cock. The kagels, like I did the other day?" She was blushing with embarrassment at having to ask someone for sex.

My face lit up with a smile, "Clarissa anytime you or your Mother need anything of me, even sex, all you have to do is ask. I don't have taboos like most people have. I want you and your mother to always be comfortable here in what I'd like to think of as our home. So yes. "

She smiled, giggled and jumped up and down clapping like an excited school girl.

Her mother chimed in getting off of the couch, "Alright let's have some fun you two." With that, she got up, moved the coffee table out of the way. Then went over to Clarissa and began removing her sandals. Clarissa was removing her t-shirt and her undershirt. These two have done this a lot, she was pushing her shorts down just as her Mom had removed her last sandal. As her shorts were dropping down, Christina's hands were moving up and stripped her underwear down to her shorts as well. Finally, she stepped out of them and no time at all she was naked. "Sweety," Christina said to me, " go ahead and sit down on the floor here in front of the couch." I did as I was told and sat spreading my legs out. By this time nudity was a regular thing in this house, so neither Christina nor I were wearing clothing. My cock was at full attention, pointing up into the air, throbbing. They both got on all fours in front of me and began sucking, slobbering their glistening, slick saliva all over my cock and balls. They would take turns stuffing each other's hands in their mouths causing each other to gag saliva down onto my cock. Thy would then rub it into my cock and tickle my cock slit. They pulled my knees up so they could access my ass with their little probing fingers. It was a four hand handjob. Christina was using one hand to probe my asshole with her fingers, Clarissa had one hand wrapped around my balls, softly cupping and massaging them. Christina had her other hand wrapped tightly around my saliva-slickened cock and Clarissa had her other hand in her mother's mouth gagging her and directing her drool down onto my cock. I am in love with these two girls.

They have gotten to know me too well, as I neared orgasm, they stopped, which I was grateful for, any longer and I would have blown. Christina moved a bit away from me and said, "We don't want you to blow too soon. Mind watching for a while?" I nodded yeah. I gotta see these two go at it. I've waited for this moment for a long time.

Christina sat on the floor, with her knees bent, feet planted flat on the ground, her hands were back behind her supporting her upper body upright with her head facing up towards her daughter. Clarissa stood and placed her pussy onto her mother's mouth. She grabbed her by the head and really pushed her in. I could see and hear Christina slurping down her daughter's juices. She reached up and placed one finger in her daughter's pussy and another in her asshole, sloppily fucking and sucking her.

"Oh, Mom," Clarissa moaned, "your tongue is so good. I missed this. Mmmmm," she moaned again, "I love you, Mom."

"I love you too Clarissa," she then buried herself back into her daughters pussy.

"I love you too Mike. Some people think we're freaky sluts. But you've really accepted us into your house as we are and I thank you for that," Clarissa said turning towards me, smiling and shivering from her mother's touch.

Christina stopped for a second, "Really Mike, I loved you since we were in high school. I guess I just, didn't know how to..."

I interrupted her, "It's mutual, I've had a crush on her since high school and I am glad and lucky that we have met up again, I loved you then, I love you know. And now I'm in love with your daughter as well. I hope we all three stay together for a long time."

All the romance was really turning on Clarissa, I could see her milky white pussy juice flow down her skinny tan legs and pool up at her feet. The other half of her fluids was going down her mother's chin and covering her small breasts, flat stomach and pooling up around her ass and pussy. "Sweetheart, sit down. I don't want you to slip and fall."

"Yes mommy," she said her voice drenched with lust. She slid down into her mother's lap facing her. She began to slurp up her own juices from her mother's face and then they began a sloppy make-out, french kissing session. As this went on Clarissa began grinding her pussy into her mom's stomach trying to quench her fire. She wrapped her legs around her mother's waist desperately trying to rub harder. Christina brought her legs up so that her daughter could lean back against them. Clarissa reached down to fondle her clitoris, but her mother stopped her by grabbing her wrists.

"No, not yet sweety. Let it build up."

"Please Mommy? I really wanna cum," she pleaded.

"Just be patient, Mike and I will make you cum all you want, OK?" Clarissa nodded to her mother submissively, still rubbing her pussy into Christina's stomach. "Good, now I'm gonna make Mike nice and hard for you, OK?" She nodded yes at her mother enthusiastically. They parted away from each other with strings of pussy juice clinging to the both of them as they parted. They were both slick and sticky. Christina then crawled over to me on all fours. Grabbed the tip of my penis with her lips and sucked it into her mouth. She had to lower her shoulders to get near my cock which placed her ass high in the air. I could see Clarissa come up behind her and begin to rim her mother's asshole staring at me with her lust glazed over eyes. Christina then slowly sucked my cock down into her milkmaid's throat. I could feel her nose come to rest on my stomach. She then began swallowing, which had the effect of her throat massaging my cock. It was like undulating rippling waves of constriction starting from the base of my cock and squeeze all the way up. It was otherworldly, it may come to be that these two may not even be human. She would then move her whole body slowly back, which created more suction the further out she came. Christina was amazing at this, she would do this and on every fifth stroke she would release her breath through her nose and take in another, but she never let my cock fall out of her mouth. Once she had her breath, she would suck my entire shaft down as deep into her throat as she could. It drove me mad that she knew just how to pace herself and to pace me so that I wouldn't cum to early. All I could do was drop my head back in ecstasy, I swear she could make me brain dead like this.