Mother's Eager Pupil

Author's note: this story is a continuation of "Mom's Stand-In." All characters are at least 18 years of age.

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Exhausted, Linda tapped her foot impatiently as she watched the large chrome luggage carousel start to produce one piece of luggage after another as the plane was unloaded. She had just returned from a week-long business trip far away. With her new promotion came the rigors of travel and she was still getting into the groove.

The flight had been long and brutal and she longed to reunite with her husband and daughter. Clad in sensible business attire, all she wanted was to get home, get naked, and be with her family. A large, striped suitcase slid down the chute to the rumbling behemoth. Linda stomped her black pump on the concrete.

"About goddamn time," she muttered under her breath.

Immediately, she lunged between a pair of thick-necked gorillas clad in garish tourist garb to retrieve the suitcase, lugging it away toward the massive sliding doors at the front of the building. The moment she stepped outside, a new Ford LTD station wagon parked by the curb roared to life, sliding up beside her. A man of medium height and solid build, who looked to be in his late thirties or early forties, jumped out of the driver's side, circling around to the back of the vehicle to open the hatch.

"God, I'm so glad to see you two," Linda beamed, looking into the back seat of the wagon to see a young, lithe woman with short, blonde hair, her daughter Sarah. The man, her husband Michael, deposited the suitcase in the back of the wagon. He shut the hatch, then approached her.

She exhaled audibly with relief as he embraced her, pressing his mouth against hers in a lingering kiss, one just chaste enough for public consumption. The pressure from his body and the scent of his aftershave filled her with a sense of peace, and home. She opened her eyes, pulling back to gaze at the familiar gray forming around his temples.

My handsome man, she thought to herself.

"Get in," he said, opening the passenger door. She nodded and slipped into the vehicle.

"Mom, welcome home!" Sarah beamed, excited as she reached over the seat back to give her an awkward embrace. The kiss lasted longer than that between a mother and daughter, but not quite as much as one between lovers.

"I'm so happy to be home, my love." Linda refrained from slipping the eighteen-year-old some tongue, though she wanted to rip her clothes off right there and then. They were still in public!

Fuck, despite the exhaustion, I'm so very ready for sex!

She noticed Sarah's attire. The young woman wore a demure, crisply-starched white blouse with blue buttons up the front, but as Linda looked down, she saw her daughter wore a daringly-short plaid skirt, one which failed to conceal the silky, white panties peeking from between her thighs.

Damn, girl. I hope nothing forces you to get out of the car before we get home. Otherwise, everyone will get quite a show!

Linda loved it, nonetheless. She also noticed her daughter was sitting on a thick, cotton towel. Sarah noticed her mother inspecting the arrangement.

"I had to," the young woman said, looking down at the towel. It was at that moment Linda noticed a wet spot on her daughter's panties, right over her public mound. "Dad topped me off before we left home." She let loose with a devilish smile and that little girl giggle of hers. Linda gasped.

"Oh, you two," she shook her head. Linda couldn't help but feel the heat rising in her cheeks and her own pussy starting to throb. The image of her naked husband climaxing inside her equally-naked daughter, their bodies urgently coupling with incestuous passion, flashed through her brain, forcing her to squirm in her seat.

Now it's Mom's turn to get topped off!

Michael slid in beside his wife, slamming the door. He shifted gears and the vehicle moved forward with a rumble. Immediately, his hand went to her knee for a squeeze, making her shudder.

"Fuck, guys." She relaxed, now that they were ensconced in the privacy of the station wagon. "I'm so goddamn horny I can't wait to get home."

"Soon...soon," her husband said, his hand sliding up her thigh, pushing up her skirt, to rest against her panty-clad pussy.

She sighed, parting her knees slightly, feeling the pressure against her womanhood.

"Rough flight?" he asked.

"Turbulence and I was stuck between two smelly goons who couldn't keep from leaning in against me," she grimaced. "Fucking perverts."

He snorted at that word. Pervert. With one hand on the steering wheel, his free hand slipped into his wife's panties.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," she wriggled in the seat some more, surrendering as his middle finger immediately slipped inside her pussy. She noticed Sarah had returned, draping her arms over the bench seat, peeking around the headrest, intently watching her father probing her mother. Linda glanced over to her daughter with a weak smile, then let her head fall back on the padded headrest, her eyes turning forward.

"Goddamn, honey, you ARE wet!" Michael said with a calm, deep voice, eyes never leaving the road. His finger began a steady curling motion, his fingertip rubbing right behind her clit. He was massaging the spongy area within, that spot he knew would get her going. "Thank god for power steering." Sarah squeezed her mother's shoulder, massaging it gently.

By the time their station wagon entered the sparsely-populated highway, Linda had reached a level of sexual bliss that teetered on sheer ecstasy. No one but Michael knew how to touch her and stoke the fire. Next thing she knew, a slender hand slipped down the front of her blouse, going inside her lacy, white bra. The next moment, delicate fingers tugged at her nipple.

"Let me help, Mom," her daughter's gentle voice whispered.

"Careful, sweetheart," she responded as she rubbed her cheek against Sarah's arm, allowing her daughter to massage her breast. "We're not home, yet."

"I will."

Linda whimpered, what with her husband frigging her throbbing, wet pussy and her daughter torturing her nipple, the pleasure intensified.

"Fuck, I'm not sure how long I can hold out!" Her eyelids fluttered.

"It's okay to come, Mom. Just let go. Let it come so we can watch."

Linda could feel her daughter's hot breath in her ear. Hearing her speak in such a frank manner still took her aback. Only a month before, Sarah had been a chaste young woman, uninitiated in the ways of incestual abandon. Now she would let loose with words like sex and pussy and come. The moment mother heard her daughter utter the word fuck for the first time, she thought her pussy would burst. Wet kisses rained on her cheek, neck, and shoulder.

"Ohhh, honey, you're driving me crazy!" Linda felt the pressure building. She was about to burst!

"That's it, sweetheart," Michael purred. "Let it come." His hand slapped wetly against his wife's dark, matted bush. "Get the edge off."

Then Sarah's tongue slipped into her ear. That did it.

"Goddamn!" Linda growled. She tried to control herself as her body went taut, feet pressing against the floorboard. She tried to grip the seat, white-knuckled as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body.

"Fuck, yeah, Mom," Sarah hissed, kissing her even more. The sound of that particular profanity coming from her young daughter's mouth forced a whimper.

Goddamn, that word! And from what used to be a sweet, innocent mouth!

"Yes!" Michael growled. "Fucking come for us! Come!"

"Uh-huh...uh-huhhh!" Linda, eyes closed, shuddered, helpless with pleasure. By then, she didn't care if outsiders saw her climaxing. Her hands pressed over Michael's as his stroking slowed, but his strong, expert finger lingered inside to milk out every last delicious sensation.

"Oh, Mom, I love to watch you come." Sarah removed her hand from underneath Linda's bra as her mother's spasms subsided. One more kiss. "I've missed that while you were away."

Michael removed his finger and held it up. It looked like he had dipped it in viscous, clear fluid, it glistened so much. Immediately, Sarah took it in her mouth, sucking her mother's juices from his finger, bobbing her head slightly like she was fellating it. Her father moaned, smiling, eyes still riveted to the road.

"Shit, you two," Linda looked to the side, her eyes barely open, watching her daughter taste her juices. "I'm so glad we have the weekend. I need to fuck so very much!"

"You got that right," Michael sniffed his hand before wiping it off with a white, cotton handkerchief. "I'll be the one on the road next week." He glanced over to his wife and daughter. "Such is the life of two upwardly-mobile executives, eh?"

Linda nodded, albeit sadly, as she pulled her skirt back down to her knees. At times, she thought the price they had to pay to achieve their dreams was a bit high. They all had a good life and never wanted for material possessions. Still, mere stuff didn't make a home or a family. They were working on that.

The moment the LTD pulled into the garage, Michael shut off the ignition as they bolted into the house, leaving the suitcase behind. They discarded clothes left and right, naked bodies hastily scuttling into the bedroom. Only Sarah left her panties on so as not to leak her father's cum.

The automatic garage door had yet to grind shut before Michael pushed his needy wife back on the bed, their daughter only a step behind. He knelt between her open thighs, his cock bobbing, ready to consummate their reunion.

"That's it, Dad, fuck her!" Sarah's eyes flashed with lusty delight.

Her daughter's words made Linda even wetter if that was possible.

"Grab my cock and guide it into your mother."

She obeyed, fingers wrapping around her father's jutting pole. Linda reached back to grasp the headboard, speechless as her daughter rubbed the tip of Michael's cock up and down her wet slit until it glistened with juices.

"That's it, honey," he growled. "Now watch us fuck."

She nodded, sitting back on her heels, looking on in awe as her father easily pushed inside her mother's dripping orifice.

The next moment, Michael's buttocks tensed repeatedly as he delivered sharp, focused thrusts against his wife. All Linda could do was hang on for dear life and take it.

Goddamn, this feels so good, her mind raced as Michael's body slapped against hers.

"Yes...Yes..." Sarah murmured as if she were in a trance. "Take that pussy."

It had only been thirty minutes prior that she laid eyes on the station wagon and her loving family. Now she gazed over to her daughter's face, eyes wide, drinking in the spectacle of raw, unabashed sexual intercourse.

Another day without this and I would have lost my mind.

Despite the pleasure possessing her at the moment, she managed another weak smile for the young woman.

And having Sarah join us makes it so much more exciting, and satisfying!

Michael's onslaught made her entire body jiggle, her tits bouncing up and down with her husband's steady, machine-like pounding. Linda reached out to grasp Sarah's arm.

"Come here," she whispered. "I want you near me when it happens."

"Yes, Mom." Sarah nodded, moving in and nuzzling her mother's breast. The next moment, she took a hard nipple in her mouth.

"Oh, god, yesss..." Linda moaned as her daughter's hungry mouth created sparks of electricity from her nipple to her throbbing pussy. "Suck it. Let me nurse you, honey."

Sarah, mouth full of her mother's tit nodded again as her hand reached over to tweak Linda's other nipple.

Linda hissed, baring her teeth as she writhed beneath her husband.

It's like this girl is reading my mind! Such a fast learner!

"Goddamn it, I don't know how much longer I can hold out!"

"Same here, girls," Michael added, gasping for breath from sheer exertion. He knew how long she had waited for all three of them to share the same bed as lovers. Knowing his wife's fantasy, and his own were coming true pleased him to no end. "Shit, here it comes!"

With that, they both climaxed, and loudly. Animal noises filled the air as Michael injected seed deep into his wife, bodies convulsing, their daughter drinking in the beautiful, delicious spectacle of physical love.

"Yes...YES!!!" Linda yelped, spritzing her own ejaculate over her stomach and Michael's groin. Sarah released her mother's breast, her lips making a pop as the glistening tip fell to the side.

"Fuck, yeah!" Michael snarled as both of them rode the orgasm, their bodies writhing together, savoring the intense pleasure between them. Sarah sat back on her heels, eyes filled with wonderment.

"God, you two know how to fuck!"

"Oh, honey, I..." Linda couldn't finish, she was so overwhelmed by orgasmic release. Michael breathlessly completed her thought.

"We've been fucking like this since before you were born, no surprise there," he said jokingly. "It's this kind of mischief that made you, young lady." Still inside his wife, he draped his arm around Sarah, pulling their bodies together.

"About twenty years, now." Linda found her words. "Fucking, that is. We were so very young and inexperienced then, much like you are now, my love." She touched Sarah's cheek, drinking in the sight of her lovely body.

"I don't know, honey," Michael said, also gazing with love and lust at his young daughter. "She's getting the hang of things." He snorted, amused. "A LOT of things."

Sarah nodded, looking at her mother, then her father.

"Then you need to show me." Linda arched an eyebrow. She tugged Sarah's delicate nipple playfully, making her daughter squirm. "I only got to hear one escapade between you two. I know you've been going at it like rabbits since then."

"Yes, Mom." Sarah stretched out on the bed, sidling back up against her mother's bare flesh. "Dad's been teaching me a lot of things." She nuzzled her mother's still-erect nipple. "But we wanted you here with us."

"And now I am." Linda kissed her daughter, this time letting their mouths linger together, tongues lashing, like the lovers they were.

At last, Michael pulled out and both women looked at his glistening, drooping pole. Linda almost called out for her daughter to lick it clean, but before she could speak, her husband interrupted.

"I'll get the suitcase." He stood, groaning somewhat as he stretched. "You girls need to occupy yourselves. After fucking Sarah endlessly, and now you, I need a breather." He glanced down at his now-flaccid cock. "I'm only human."

"I think we can do that, super stud." Linda smiled, looking into her daughter's eyes as Michael trotted out of the room. She kissed Sarah on the mouth, once, then twice, again letting it linger with a bit of tongue. The young woman sighed.

"He's been at it constantly since we called you that night," Sarah whispered against her mother's face. "My god, Dad has so much stamina. He just fucks and fucks and keeps me full of cum."

Linda felt her cheeks glow red. Listening to her daughter talk about sex, about incest, about getting filled with cum made her libidinous fire blaze hotly. She looked down at the crotch of Sarah's panties, which were now completely soaked with arousal and her father's copious ejaculate.

"Well, you're leaking now." Linda pulled herself up on her elbows. "Here..." She slipped her daughter's panties down her thighs and legs. Sarah gave a slight kick, flinging the wet garment across the room. "Let's take care of that." She slipped a finger into the young woman's gooey pussy. "Oh, my god!"

"Uh-huh," Sarah nodded, mouth slightly open, red lips glistening. "He doesn't let me go dry."

"No wonder he needs a rest." Linda wriggled her finger inside her daughter for a moment, making her gasp, then put the slick digit in her mouth.

"Mmmm..." She savored the taste of her husband's cum, now mixed with Sarah's juices. "Love it."

"I'm going to shower," Michael called from the hallway. "I didn't have time since I nailed Sarah right before we left."

"Okay, love," Linda called out. "We'll be here."

"No doubt." Michael's voice could barely be heard before the screech of metal rings sliding across the shower curtain rod cut him off.

You got that right, lover.

Linda dipped her finger again, going a little deeper, massaging the spongy area behind Sarah's clit as her daughter moaned with desire.

"Oh, M-mom...ahhh..." She was almost humping her mother's hand.

"This is nice, but..." Linda looked Sarah in the eyes as she licked her finger clean again. "I need to taste this from the source."

"You mean?"

"Come straddle my face, love."

Sarah nodded, positioning herself above her mother. Linda lifted her head to nuzzle the young woman's downy pubic mound, her nose rubbing against her erect clit.

"That's it, yes!" Sarah's eyes closed as she let her mother explore.

Linda pushed a pillow behind her head, propping it up, allowing her face to rest within inches of her daughter's cum-filled orifice.

"Oh, Mom, I..." Sarah's voice dissolved into a moan as her mother cupped her butt cheeks, her open mouth pressing against her pussy. "Fuuuck."

Linda moaned with approval as her tongue pushed into Sarah's body. The young woman reached out to grab the headboard, whimpering with delight as her mother's face wriggled against her crotch, tongue plunging repeatedly into her silky wetness.

"Oh...g-god...fuck..." Sarah couldn't help but push against her mother's mouth. "It feels so good! Ohhh!!!"

Linda moaned affirmatively. She always loved the taste of Michael's come, but licking it out of her daughter made it a sublime experience.

God, I can't believe I'm doing this. So good. So very good! Her fingers dug into her daughter's tensing buttocks.

"F-fuck, Mom." Sarah panted as she gently undulated against her mother's face. "Keep this up and I'm gonna come fast!"

Again, Linda moaned, making sure her nose rubbed against her daughter's clit as she ate her out. So much fluid was coming out of Sarah's pussy, Linda had to swallow before continuing. The alkaline, slightly bitter taste of Michael's ejaculate, plus the acrid sweetness of her daughter's juices, surged through her taste buds and the back of her throat.

Fuck, yeah! Nectar of the gods!

The next moment, her hands slipped up to Sarah's diminutive breasts.

"Sssss..." the young woman bared her teeth, hissing as Linda tugged her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. "That's sure to make me come, Mom...YES!"

By now, Sarah was unabashedly fucking her mother's face, ass tensing repeatedly, white-knuckled as she hung onto the headboard, the pressure in her body building to a peak.

"Mom...M-Mom, it's...I..." Sarah gulped air, her eyes closed as Linda tortured her nipples, mouth boring into her body. "FUUUCKKKK!!!"

With that, her lithe, young body climaxed, spasming uncontrollably against her mother's face. Linda wasn't phased by her daughter's aggressive orgasm. She grasped Sarah's hips as her daughter cried out in pleasure, wave after wave wracking her helpless body.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck...Moooommmm!!!" Sarah almost wept, her body trembling violently, overwhelmed.

The orgasm seemed to go on and on, and Linda loved the fact she could elicit such a response from her daughter.

"Ohhh, my god...fucking fuck, Mom!"

Linda, her mouth still totally occupied, couldn't help but try and smile.

Jesus, my little sex kitten. I can't believe how good this is!

As Sarah slowly regained her composure, but still writhing against Linda's face, mashing out the last tremors of post-orgasmic bliss, a voice came from the doorway. Dad had been watching.

"Goddamn, you two horny girls." His cock was again erect and jutting, bobbing slightly as he stepped forward. "I could fuck both of you right now." Linda pulled her goo-covered face from Sarah's crotch as the young woman pulled back.