Daughter's Slut Training 02

Jalal moaned into our incestuous kiss. His hands squeezed hard on my ass. He pulled my pussy down his dick. He buried to the hilt in my cunt. Then he grunted. His cum fired into my depths. I shuddered, feeling a man other than my husband, my own baby boy, flood my snatch with jizz.

My body spasmed. My orgasm exploded through me.

I broke the kiss, gasping, "Yes, yes, yes, flood Mommy's pussy! A slut always begs. Always yearns for it."

"I do, Mother," Leyla groaned.

Jalal just gasped, his body shuddering beneath me as he unloaded so much jizz into my snatch. My convulsing pussy milked my baby boy's big dick. I savored every blast of his incestuous seed spilling into my depths, filling me to the brim.

My pleasure surged through me, radiating out of my pussy. It washed through my mind. I trembled on my son, squirming, embracing every wonderful moment of our incestuous union. My son had returned to my pussy.

I treasured this orgasm. It peaked in me.

And then died.

"Mom," he groaned, panting. "That was amazing. Better than Leyla."

I kissed his mouth for that compliment. "Your sister will learn. She'll need to practice with you, your brother, and your father."

"Oh, yes, please," groaned Leyla, still frigging her pussy. My daughter licked her lips. "Can I fuck Jalal now. I need to practice."

"Your brother needs to recover," I groaned, rolling off Jalal. He cuddled up against me, nuzzling at my breast. His lips found my nipple. I shuddered, spreading my thighs, his cum leaking out of my snatch. "But you can practice your pussy licking skills. Eating creampie, or just licking cunt in general, is something every slut should know."

"Yes, Mother," my obedient little slut moaned.

Yes, I was so glad I drilled that peephole. Those months of watching Clint handle his sluts had prepared me for Leyla's training. I knew everything she needed to learn, all the nasty things she'd have to do as a whore.

And it gave me so much pleasure to show her.

* * *

Leyla Umayyah

I moved between my mom's thighs, licking my lips as I stared at the white cream staining her dark bush, more bubbling out of her depths. My brother's cum mixed in the very pussy that birthed us both. A hungry, depraved lust to feast on her surged through me.

I pulled my three fingers out of my pussy, a hot shudder running through me. My sticky digits grasped Mom's thigh as I leaned down. I pushed her legs farther apart while Jalal kept sucking on Mom's fat nub.

He loved them as much as I had.

His other hand groped Mom's breasts, squeezing it while I pressed my mouth into her bush. Her tangy musk filled my nose, both so similar to my pussy and so different. Stronger. More mature. What I imagined I would smell like at her age.

What a wonderful thought.

I breathed in again, noting the salty cum mixed in the bouquet. My mouth salivated. I nuzzled my face into her pubic hair. The silk caressed my lips. Earlier, I envied the girls who had Carmelita lick their pussies in the bathroom during lunch yesterday at my college. Now I envied Carmelita herself.

No wonder that bullying, Latina bitch fell to her knees and ate cunt. It was so delicious. Such a hot thrill shot through me at doing something so sinful. This was more depraved than fucking my brother. That was incest between a man and a woman.

This was a homosexual sin. Lesbian depravity. I devoured the pussy that birthed me!

"My good little slut," Mom groaned as I pressed my mouth against her pussy lips, feeling her hot, wet silk. "That's it. Eat Mommy's cunt. Lick me clean of all of your brother's cum. You know you want to, whore."

"Yes!" I groaned.

And licked.

My tongue slid through her hot flesh. I gathered her strong, tangy musk mixed with that yummy, salty cum from my brother's dick. I felt Jalal's eyes on me, watching me as he sucked at Mom's nipple. I shivered, my pussy clenching as I licked again. And again.

So good. The flavors burst to life on my mouth. Her pussy tasted so much better. Because it was another woman's pussy. My mother's pussy. I groaned, digging my tongue through her folds, plunging in deep, gathering up all the cum I could.

"Yes, yes, just like that," Mom groaned. "Mmm, you're digging your brother's cum out of my pussy like a proper whore."

I shuddered at her compliment. "Thank you, Mother."

I pressed my pussy-stained lips back into her cunt. My tongue plunged into her depths. Her back arched, tits jiggling. I stared up her dusky body and savored my brother's form pressed against her. They lounged together as I feasted on their fluids. The pair used me for their pleasure, like I was just part of the foreplay between them.

Nothing more than a living sex toy.

That thought made my pussy weep. Juices flooded down my thighs. I groaned, lapping harder, driving my tongue through her silky folds. I brushed her clit, making Mom shudder and moan as she watched me. Her dark eyes smoldered.

"That's it," she groaned. "What a natural pussy licker my slutty daughter is. Ooh, yes. Such a little whore."

"I am, Mother," I groaned. "I love your pussy. I want to eat it always. I want to fuck cocks and devour cunts."

"That's my little slut." She shuddered. "Oh, yes, I will make the best of your shame."

I shuddered, lapping through her pussy again, glad Mother could make use of my perversion. My tongue danced through her folds, brushing her clit before plunging back into her hole and searching for more of my brother's cum.

Jalal watched me, lifting his head from Mom's breast. His eyes had such greedy hunger. I shuddered as Mom grabbed his half-hard cock, drenched in her pussy juices, and stroked him. Her hand worked up and down his dick, making him moan.

"She's getting me hard for that tight snatch, slut," Jalal groaned as he stared at me with eyes hungry behind his glasses. "I'm going to fuck you so hard. I'm going to pump more cum into your pussy."

"Yes, little brother," I whimpered between licks.

"Ooh, that gets her so excited," Mom panted. "Mmm, yes, now concentrate on my clit and shove fingers into my snatch. Flick that tongue against my nub... Ooh, yes, just like that and... Oh, you naughty whore!"

Her pussy tightened on the three fingers I plunged into her snatch. The same three I frigged myself while watching her fuck Jalal. My tongue flicked and battered her clit, making her gasp and shudder. Her body shivered as I pleased her. I sucked and nibbled. I made her ache. Her eyes rolled back into her head.

Her hand stroked Jalal's cock faster. It rubbed into her side, smearing her pussy juices across her hip and belly. Her hips undulated, dancing against my licking mouth while she jerked off my little brother.

My pussy ached to feel that cock in me again.

"Are you going to cum on the little whore's mouth?" groaned Jalal into our mother's ear. He squeezed Mom's breast. "Just cream that little slut."

"Yes," Mom whimpered. "She's got such enthusiasm. Ooh, yes, plunge those fingers into my pussy. This is how you please a woman!"

Such pride swelled through me for being such a good slut. I sucked on her clit like a little cock. Her pussy clenched hard on my fingers. I loved feeling her hot depths. I came from this warm, wet, silky hole.

Heady delight swept through me as Mom heaved again. She groaned and gasped. Then she turned her head, kissing Jalal like a lover. Her hand gripped his cock as she groaned into his lips. His precum smeared across her flat belly as she writhed.

Such a beautiful woman. So mature and gorgeous, her body kept in great shape to please my father. Her pussy tasted like Heaven. The sweetest sin. Why did Allah make pussy taste so good and then forbid women from eating it?

Why did he make me into a slut?

I squeezed my eyes shut, pumping my fingers faster and faster. My own cunt dripped juices, aching to be filled. But I ignored my own pleasure, concentrating on my mother's. She needed this orgasm. I had to please her.

Mom gasped, breaking the kiss with Jalal. "You little slut!"

Her pussy spasmed about my digits. She convulsed hard as her orgasm surged through her. Hot juices squirted out around my digits, bathing my chin and cheeks. I opened my mouth wide, gulping them down.

"My daughter is such a lesbian whore!" moaned Mom. "Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Allah, what a slut you gave me!"

"Such a slut," groaned Jalal. "I have to fuck her, Mom. I have to pound that tight pussy again."

"Do it," Mom groaned, letting go of his cock. "You're a man now. Fuck the little whore. Just get back there and ram into her cunt."

"But my lesson?" I gasped. "I need to ride him."

But Mom didn't hear me, too lost to her rapture. Jalal already moved, getting behind me. I gasped as his hands seized my hips. And then his cock nudged at the hot opening of my pussy. I groaned as he rubbed his dick up and down my flesh.

Mom seized my hair, hauling my head back down to her convulsing pussy. Her big tits heaved as she smeared my lips against her clit. "Don't stop licking me while your brother fucks that whore-cunt of yours!"

"Yes, Mother!" I moaned and flicked her clit with my tongue.

Her fingers became iron talons in my hair, gripping me so hard. She forced my face against her clit. I sucked on it, pumping my fingers in and out of her convulsing pussy. Her juices boiled my digits while I moaned out in desperation.

Jalal still teased my pussy.

He ran that thick cock up and down my pussy lips. He brushed my clit, making my hips wiggle. More juices poured out of my snatch. Then his cock pulled back and his fingers parted my pussy lips. I felt his eyes stare into my depths.

"I can see into her pussy," Jalal said in awe. "So pink and juicy. And she's clenching, Mom."

"She wants your dick in her so bad!" groaned Mom, grinding her hot cunt into my face, her pussy massaging my plunging fingers. "Just fuck her. Pound her. The little whore needs your cock in her right now."

"I do, little brother," I moaned. "I'm such a slut. I need your dick in me so badly. Fuck me!"

"Fuck her! Be a man and ram that cock into your sister's cunt!" Mom shuddered, her big tits jiggling. "Fuck her like the whore she is."

"Yes, Mom!" groaned Jalal.

His dick rammed so hard into me. His balls smacked my clit. I gasped, pleasure shooting through me. I moaned into my mother's clit. My snatch clenched down on the dick that filled me. Then he drew back and slammed in again. And again. And again.

He reamed my cunt. He gripped my hips, grunting as he plowed me so hard. Like a jackhammer. He fucked me like a whore. He enjoyed my sisterly cunt on his dick. And I savored his brotherly dick plunging into my depths.

"Oh, Mother, yes, he's fucking me!" I whimpered. "He's driving that cock into me."

"Yes, my baby boy is such a man," Mom groaned, her hot eyes staring over me at my brother. "Ooh, yes, Jalal, pound your sister's snatch. Enjoy the little slut!"

"I am, Mom," he groaned.

His cock plunged into me so hard, so fast, it was hard to remember my lesson. I knew I had to swivel my hips. To always move them, to dance like a whore. But such pleasure churned through me from the hot friction of his dick and the smack of his balls on my clit.

Every time his balls smacked my clit, I moaned into my mother's bud. I sucked on hers, my tongue dancing on it as pleasure surged through me. Sparks flared through my cunt. My pussy clenched down on his dick as his nuts thwacked my balls.

So heavy. So full of his brotherly cum.

I wanted him to spill in me so badly. I wanted his cum to fill me again and again.

My fingers pumped hard, plunging into Mom's cunt as fast as Jalal rammed into my snatch. Mom shuddered, her big tits jiggling as she writhed. She had such smoky eyes, staring with such desire at Jalal as he helped me practice my fucking.

My left hand reached out, grasping Mom's pillowy breast. She groaned her pussy clenching on the digits of my right hand. She shuddered, her snatch growing hotter about my fingers again. Then she gasped and orgasmed a second time.

"Yes, yes, yes, such a whore daughter!" moaned Mom, bucking. Her pussy massaging my three digits.

Just like my cunt would massage my brother's cock.

"Ooh, plow your whore-sister, Jalal," Mom gasped through her climax. "Fuck her. Make her cum. A man always makes a slut cum."

"I will, Mom," Jalal groaned and fucked me harder.

I didn't know it was possible. I screamed into Mom's pussy as my orgasm exploded through me. The pounding rapture of my brother's cock sent me over the edge. My clit drank in his thwacking balls. My hot flesh convulsed around his dick.

He groaned, gripping my hips harder as he plowed into my massaging pussy. Pleasure rippled through me. I gasped and shuddered, wanting to rip my head up from Mom's pussy. But her grip held me in place. I moaned into her clit, stars exploding across my vision.

"So good," I moaned, voice muffled by motherly cunt. "Yes, yes, yes!"

"She's so tight, Mom," gasped Jalal. "Ooh, yes, the little slut's cumming so hard on my dick."

"Because your a man!" Mom groaned with such pride, her body convulsing as her orgasm died. "Yes you are. My baby boy is such a stud. Fuck the little slut. Make her cum over and over on that dick of yours."

"I am," he grunted, plowing me. "I could fuck her all night."

"You've cum enough. Show me that stamina. Show me your endurance." Mom licked her lips. "Ooh, yes, keep the slut cumming into my clit because... Yes!"

Mom came again, set off by my humming passion on her bud. Her pussy convulsed on my fingers, matching the writhing passion of my cunt on Jalal's dick. Her juices flooded out, so tangy and delicious. I drank them down while Jalal's cock stirred my cunt to a froth.

Orgasms kept pumping through me. My brother's dick kept me cumming. The friction so amazing. I loved him plowing into me. My moans mixed with Mom, mine so much more whorish than hers. I kept my fingers plunging into her depths, stirring her up, thanking her for showing me who I was.

"I'm a slut!" I screamed as another orgasm rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes," howled my brother, thrusting so hard. His balls smacked over and over into my clit. "Such a fucking whore."

"Cum in her!" hissed Mom. "Just bathe her cunt in your cream."

"Yes!" Jalal groaned, ramming his cock into me.

I gasped into Mom's pussy at the first squirt of incestuous cum into my depths. I shuddered, my cunt milking his jizz into my fertile depths. I could be bred by my brother. A hot shiver ran through me. My orgasm intensified.

"Take my cum, slut!" he growled.

"Yes, yes, yes, in your sister's cunt!" mom howled.

"He's pumping so much into me," I moaned.

My orgasm rippled through me. Such naughty warmth. I loved it. Embraced it. Jalal grunted again as he fired the last blast of jizz into my snatch. I mewled into Mom's pussy, licking her clit while she shivered, my left hand clenching her pillowy mound.

It felt so nice in my hand.

Then Jalal ripped his cock out of my pussy. I knew what to do. Like a good slut, I spun around and sucked his pussy-coated cock into my mouth. He groaned, shivering as I sucked him clean. Jizz poured out of my snatch, trickling down my legs.

Then I groaned as Mom licked at the jizz dribbling down my cunt. She made such a cooing sound as she enjoyed it. She licked up to my pussy. For one moment, her tongue flicked through my folds, gathering the incestuous mix flooding out of me.

"Mmm, such a good slut," she purred, giving my ass a squeeze. "Once you're done cleaning your brother's cock, we'll talk about how you'll please your father. He'll be home in an hour."

Then Mom rose. I heard her dress behind me, garbing her modesty like a proper Muslim woman. I just sucked happily on my brother's half-hard cock. He stared down at me, such lust in his eyes. He ran his hands through my hair.

"I'm going to fuck you whenever I want," he growled.

A hot shiver ran through me. I popped my mouth off his dick. "Of course. That's what a slutty sister is for."

He smiled as he pushed up his glasses. Then groaned as my mouth engulfed his dick, savoring my fresh, tangy musk.

* * *

Mrs. Umayyah

The front door opened. A hot twinge ran through my pussy followed by a nervous flutter through my stomach. I moved from the kitchen, properly clad in my modest dress, my hijab covering my hair. Only face and hands were visible. My big breasts jiggled in my bra. He stood in the foyer, hanging his baseball cap on a peg.

My big, strong husband dressed in the rough clothes from the construction sight, his blue jeans faded, stained with a white epoxy. His t-shirt faded over the years, a black tar forever embedded in the fabric that I never could get out.

"There is my lovely wife," Karim said as I walked to him and greeted him with a chaste kiss, nothing immodest out of our bedroom. His thick beard scratched so deliciously at my face. The one thing Leyla lacked while eating my pussy, her cheeks silky smooth.

"Welcome home, dear husband," I breathed, so excited to give him this treat. I'd been so bad by masturbating to Clint fucking his harem and losing our savings to online poker. He deserved such a treat.

I knew he noticed Leyla. He was a man. More than a few times he demanded I perform my wifely duties after he stared at our blossoming daughter.

"Leyla is drawing you a bath," I told him. "Dinner will be ready in an hour. Go and relax. You've earned it."

"A bath?" he asked. "Our daughter. Not you?"

I just smiled at him. "She wants to do something special for her father. You'll see. She's awakened to who she is."

My husband frowned. "What is going on?"

"Just know that I love you, dear husband," I said and gave him a hotter kiss, my hand rubbing at his crotch. He groaned, his cock responding, hardening. "Now go, our daughter awaits with your bath."

Leyla stepped out in a flowery dress Her black hair spilled about her youthful expression, no hijab to make her modest. "Come, Daddy, it's all ready to you."

"Isn't she just a naughty tease?" I whispered as my husband stared at her without her hijab for the first time since she started menstruating. "Now go and enjoy her. Leyla will take good care of you."

My slutty daughter took her father's hand and led him away, such a beguiling smile on her lips. My pussy clenched, knowing she would take such good care of her father. And learn to be a better slut. Because come tomorrow, that pussy would be for sale.

To be continued...