The Choctaw Witch Pt. 03

"Yes, don't stop fucking me, Peter. Oh, Jesus, that log of yours feels so good in my cunt. Keep fucking me, baby...keep fucking me."

As his firm prick continued into Olivia, Peter could tell that his orgasm wasn't far away. And he announced that to his lover.

"I'm going to cum, Liv, I'm going to fucking cum."

"Then do it in me this time, Peter. Please...cum in my pussy this time...please. Don't hold out on me again. Cum in me like a man's supposed to."

Never one who liked being told what to do, Peter kept to his habit of what he always did when he'd fuck Olivia. Rising up off of her, he brought the head of his penis to her mouth. Knowing again what he wanted, she reluctantly, but submissively spread her lips open. As in times past she was again obediently giving herself to accept Peter's warm semen to gush into her mouth.

"Yesss, drink my seed, Liv, take it down your throat!! Take it and make it yours. Oh fuck, it feels so good cumming in your mouth...Yes."

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After pulling herself up off the floor after giving to her secret lover as he wanted, Olivia, without hardly a thank you or even a handshake, left Peter to do whatever it was he wished for the rest of the day. After what had just happened to her, it was times like these, that made her reflect not only on her past, but on where she was in life. And, where it was, that she felt that she deserved to be.

She knew that most men after they'd had a chance to look at her, wanted her body. But, the fact remained, that most men, once they'd been able to sleep with her, sought out other women to have their dalliances with. Why was that, she could only wonder?

Having grown up in a toxic environment, with a mother she rarely got along with, Olivia did what she believed was best to keep any semblance of peace, while she lived at home. Her mother, had remarried when Olivia's body was in the process of transformation, while she was in her late teens. And that fact, wasn't lost on her mother, or the man she married.

Having reached the age of eighteen, her mother often complained that she was having to all too often buy new bras that would contain her daughter's growing breasts. It wasn't lost on Olivia, that there was jealousy and animosity in the voice of her mother, when she'd tell her that.

"Aren't your tits ever going to stop growing. This is the second time this year, that I've had to cart your ass to the lingerie department to make sure you're properly covered up. And if your father doesn't stop his gawking at you...well, all I can say is this shit's gotta stop. He married me, not you. But sometimes, I wonder if he doesn't want you more. That's all I'm saying."

The day her mom had brought John home to meet her daughter, Olivia suspected that before it was all over with, she and him would do things that they weren't supposed to. Even from the first time they'd met, and his handsome, crooked smile caught her eye, the young big-breasted girl sensed trouble. But she was unafraid to face whatever came her way with the good-looking stranger, that her mother brought through the door.

Time seemed to move so fast, as the months rolled along. It wasn't long, as the redhead's body kept maturing, that her stepfather's leering at her progressed. And when she could tell that he was doing that, it became difficult for her to restrain her excitement of it.

She attributed it to the fact that as the only man in her life at that time, she enjoyed him being interested in her, even if it was her own mother's husband. But, even deeper down, she realized that it was because of the unresolved animosity that she held toward her mother, that she pined for the affections of her stepfather. She knew the competition between her and her mother wasn't much of a secret. She wanted him to be interested in her, more than his own wife. The battle was on.

As the unspoken rivalry progressed, Olivia made sure to wear clothes that revealed more of her body around the house. She knew that would leave no doubt that she longed for his eyes to stay glued to her. And as if there was an unspoken understanding between her and her mother, that the winner of their little game should have unfettered access to all that John's manly attributes would give them.

When she would hear their lovemaking, mostly at night, Olivia would masturbate in her room thinking about John's cock spearing her mother's cunt, wishing she was in bed with him, allowing him the same privileges. Having her bedroom right next to her mother's, she had very little trouble overhearing everything said...if she listened very closely. Which she was intently doing at that time.

"You want her, don't you? You've been wanting to fuck my daughter, I know you have, John."

As the bed with the two inhabitants of it continued their feral-like coupling, it squeaked and rattled, as the sound of the rough motions of John's cock into his wife kept on.

"She's my daughter, too, now. And, Olivia's come of age, she's almost as beautiful as her mother. You can't fault me for noticing that, can you, honey?"

"I just want you to be honest with me, John. Tell me, you want to sleep with her, don't you?"

Silence...except for the ongoing shaking and squeaking of the bed...

"I'm not saying you shouldn't, I'm just wanting to know. As your wife, and her mother, I have a right to know, if that's what you want. I don't want this marriage to end, like my last one with Olivia's father did, him leaving me for his friend's wife. Please, tell me, John, do you want to fuck her? If that's what you want, I won't stand in your way...as long as you don't leave me. I guess I'm okay with it, you can have us both. Just...please...don't ever stop wanting me, too."

"Yes...I want her. If I tell you that, I don't want it to mess up what we have or doesn't upset you honey."

"Actually, it makes me kinda horny knowing that, John. But I don't know how our Olivia's going to take any of this."

That's when they heard the rustling sound coming from the daughter's bedroom, and then the soft knocking on their door.

"Mother, John, can I come in?"

"Honey, we're not decent, we're...talking right now."

"Hmm, that's funny. From the sound of it, I thought the two of you were having sex. And I couldn't help but hear my name brought up, too."

With John remaining below the covers, Olivia's mother, Alice, without covering herself, went to unlock the door. Taking those few short steps, she was tried to deal with the anxiousness inside her, wondering what could soon happen.

Opening the door for her daughter, Olivia's eyes popped, seeing her mother naked for the first time in many years. But without letting that deter her, she came into the room, knowing that there was a high probability that she wouldn't leave it the same way she entered.

Her mother began the conversation.

"You say you heard us talking about you. Care to tell us, exactly, what it is you thought we were saying, Livy?"

Nervously, she began to speak. "Well, mother, I thought I heard you ask John if he wanted me. Is that right?"

Looking somewhat sheepish, her mother tried, as craftily as possible, to answer her daughter's very direct question.

"You may have heard something of that nature. But we were only talking as lovers sometimes do, honey. You understand, don't you?"

"C'mon, mom, stop trying to bullshit me. Why do you think I'm here in your bedroom right now? If it isn't because of what the two of you were talking about. Are you afraid to talk about it now, because I'm here, and not back in my own bed minding my own business?"

As of yet, John hadn't said anything, but simply allowed his wife and her daughter to carry on what, at the moment, was for him, a very titillating conversation.

"Honey, your mother and I...well..."

"Well what, John? You both were talking about whether or not you wanted me to sleep with you. Isn't that right? So I'll just ask, do you want me, John, or should I call you daddy? I'm getting tired of this cat and mouse game that's been going on for too long, now. And mother, I think you're tired of it, too.

"And, for what it's worth, I want the both of you to know that I've been with boys from school, and even some girls, too. So I'm not a virgin anymore, so don't let that get in your way. And yes, mother, I've been on the Pill for a while now, as well; so there's that to consider."

"Honey, I just want there to be peace in this house. I want your father...your stepfather...to not have all these unbearable temptations, that we both know he's been going through. I know how beautiful you are...sometimes, it's hard for me to not stare at you. My God, I don't think you know how much of a turn-on you are to others. Even...to me. I'm sorry if that's shocking to you, but I have a past that I haven't shared with too many others, including yourself."

As Olivia took into account, all that her mother had just told her, her pussy only became more alive and ready for whatever was going to happen with her mother and John. She finally decided to say something...anything to try and relieve the tension in her parents' bedroom...

"Let's see how this all works out then. I'm going to go to back and lie down on my bed. But before I do, I'm going to free myself of these pajamas, and wait for whoever comes in to visit me. Then we'll see how this all plays out, okay?"

"Honey, your father and I don't think you need to do that, there's enough room in our bed for all three of us to have our fun. We want you here with us, let's see where this goes."

Going over to Olivia to prove she wasn't just talking, Alice began gingerly removing her daughter's pajamas, until the beautiful red-headed girl stood naked in front of both of not only her mother, but her stepfather as well.

"Why don't you come and lay down on the bed, I know John wants to show you his love, just as much as I do."

With him then becoming involved in their tryst, as she laid on the bed, John began by running his mouth and tongue over Olivia's breasts and blood-engorged nipples. As Alice laid on the bed and looked on, it wasn't long until she gave in to her own temptations of stretching her own hands and fingers over the massive tit-flesh of her own daughter, while her husband tasted the sweet delights of his stepdaughter's exposed flesh. As Olivia allowed them to touch her in that fashion, she let them know that she liked it.

"Mother that feels good. I like you touching me like that. Please don't stop..."

Becoming even more aroused, Alice thought back to some of the girlfriends of her past life, and the almost-unabated sapphic behavior, that took place between them during her teenage years. Coming to terms with Olivia's acceptance of her mother's bisexuality, Alice's strong desire for her daughter's flesh took even more of a hold on her.

As John continued his attentions to Olivia's breasts and nipples, Alice's tending to her daughter's sexual need concentrated on placing her mouth and tongue to the moist cunt of the young, beautiful woman who had emerged from her own womb.

Spreading her daughter's legs, Alice offered herself, as her tongue found the soft tissue of Olivia's pussy. After, having tasted the nectar of Olivia's sweet cunt, the mother, unbounded, dove in unabashedly, doing her best to give her own flesh and blood the pleasure that she knew she could.

Flickering and fluttering her tongue through, and into her daughter's very wet hole, Alice felt like she had returned to the days when she and her girlfriends did whatever it was, that sexually pleased them. That it was her daughter that she was doing those things with, mattered little to her at that time. Maybe, she hoped, that Olivia might want to return the same affections back to her. That's when she heard her daughter talking to her.

"Oh mother, I can't believe this is happening. Your tongue...oh...don't stop...you're so good at that. I never imagined my own mother...oh fuck...fuuuuccck."

Reaching her first climax, Olivia raised her hips off the bed, aiming her pussy up, directly toward her mother's mouth, as Alice continued licking her cunt.

"Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for your mother. Your pussy tastes so fucking sweet...I'm glad you let mommy make you feel good."

As John witnessed the salacious behavior taking place between his wife and stepdaughter, it was something he'd always wanted to see, but never thought he'd get the chance...until that very night. Trying his best to forestall the sexual release he was needing, he made up his mind to wait until Alice and her daughter's lovemaking was finished. He then decided to offer his help to what he figured, his wife was wishing would happen.

As tenderly as he could, he pulled Alice away, as she did her best to remain at Olivia's cunt, working on the pleasing and pleasuring of her own daughter.

"No, honey, I'm not done...just let me make her feel good for a little bit longer."

"Alice, you're going to wear our girl out. It's your turn now...let me show Olivia how she should eat her mother's pussy."

With her legs spread seductively open, Alice watched her husband take his place at her slit, as he began busily running his tongue into the softness of his wife's muff. As Olivia watched her stepfather pleasing her mother in that way, her hands began running up and down Alice's legs, until her fingers were almost intermingling with John's tongue, as it busied itself at her mother's wet slit.

John, sensing that Olivia was willing and ready to engage orally with her mother, backed himself off from what he'd been doing to his wife.

"Yes, honey, I think your mother would love to feel your fingers in there. Show her how much you'd like to make her feel good, too. Fuck your mother's cunt with your fingers, baby!! I know she's been waiting for you to do this, and will like it too."

As Olivia took up the invitation from John, her hand moved its way down to the furry slit between her mother's widely spread legs.

"Yes, baby, touch me there. Oooohh, I like that. Do you like touching mommy there?"

"Uh-huh, I do. I like how you're so wet for me too, mama."

"Do you want to taste me, sweetheart? It's okay if you do, but you don't have to, not if you don't want to, baby."

Without another word between them, Olivia suddenly driven by an inner lust moved her face until she was positioned directly in front of her mother's sex. As John began massaging her lower back and her asscheeks, he spoke to her, doing his best to encourage his stepdaughter to explore the new sexual relationship she was forging with her own mother.

As Alice's legs remained open to Olivia, the horny mother's words only spurred the fiery red-heads passion as she continued to eat her mother's pussy.

"Yes baby...yesss. Lick mommy's cunt...oh my god...yesss this is just what mommy needs baby."

With John almost overtaken by the incestuous act being done right in front of him, it was only a moment or two later until he witnessed his wife succumbing to an orgasm given by her own daughter.

"Mmmmmm, ohhhhh sweetie, yesssss, you're making mommy cum. Oh my god...you're making me cum baby."

"Oh my God, Olivia, you're such a beautiful girl. Seeing you here like this...with us, tonight. What a fierce tigress you've proven yourself to be. I know what pleases your mother, and I can see she knows what pleases her daughter..."

"Lie back on the bed, John, lie down, next to mother. Let me show the both of you what I can do."

Taking her up on her offer, John reclined next to his wife on the bed, as Olivia began pleasing the both of them.

As she again ran her tongue lustily back into her mother's sex; she also took up stroking John's very erect penis, both at the same time. Once Alice had her daughter's tongue servicing her pussy the second time, her moistness increased as well. Placing her hands lovingly to her daughter's cheeks, Alice's hips seemed to involuntarily pivot because of the pleasure coursing through her.

"Oh, baby, mommy likes that...eat my cunt, sweetheart...ohhh fuck. Make mommy cummmm again."

Doing exactly as asked, Olivia didn't back off from running her lips, mouth and tongue through the very wet pussy of her mother. Not until she'd brought her to another very satisfying climax.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhh, my baby, oh fuuuuuck!! You're making mommy cum again..."

Happily contented, that she'd done for her mother what was done for her, Olivia turned her attention to servicing her stepfather and his very erect, and up to that point, hardly-tended-to, cock.

With her one hand taking to massaging between her mother's legs, she used her other one to grasp at the base of John's cock. Directing it to her face, her lips blanketed the purplish knob of his hardened penis.

He found himself unable to resist running his fingers along his stepdaughter's face, as she bobbed her lips over the head of his cock. John stroked the sides of his stepdaughter's cheeks, and ran his fingers next to the lips she used to pleasure and stimulate his aching cock. As a short time passed, he also knew if she didn't stop or slow down what she was doing, it wouldn't be long and she'd have him pumping his jism in her mouth. As much as the thought of that excited him, it wasn't how he wanted his time with her to end that evening.

With him gently easing her face and mouth away from his hardened shaft, Olivia looked up at him with a questioning look on her face. "Daddy, why did you...?"

"Because, honey, I want to make love to you..."

Understanding what it was that was needed to help make that a reality, Olivia obediently exchanged places with her stepdad, and laid down on the bed directly next to her mother. Gazing up into her mother's eyes, the look that they exchanged with each other caused Alice to bring her face closer to her daughter's. That's when John witnessed mother and daughter join their mouths, lips, and tongues; merged as two long-lost lovers would.

As Alice brought her hands to her daughter's legs, she was the one who nudged them apart so the lust her husband had for his stepdaughter could be consummated. Looking into her eyes, John knew that Olivia was ready; she was prepared to make this next big step; to allow her stepfather to fuck her. But John also knew before he was going to sink his cock between her legs, he had a great desire to taste and savor, Olivia's very enchanting pussy.

Intently moving himself into the moistness between her thighs, he gently placed his outstretched tongue into his daughter's soft folds, and ever so lightly, began flicking it through her secret place. The arousal shooting through him at that time, he found to be utterly inexplicable.

This, of course, wasn't his first time giving the gift of cunnilingus to a woman. But, it was the first time that as her stepfather, he was loving her in that way...by giving—his daughter—that special kiss between her very beautiful legs.

Hearing her grunts and groans as he worked his tongue through her sex, the sounds of a satisfied lover melted his heart. Knowing that his erotic attentions to her cunt were bringing her pleasure, made his lurking cock grow and enlarge from its somewhat half-erect state.

"Oh daddy, I like that...that's...feeling so goooood."

Alice spoke to her daughter about what was being done by her stepfather. "Yes, baby girl, daddy's eating your pussy isn't he? Don't you just love his tongue? He's fucking my baby's love-hole with it."

And then, leaning back down to her again, mother and daughter took up passionately French kissing with each other. As John ran his tongue into Olivia's pussy, Alice also ran her tongue into her own daughter's willing and cooperative mouth.

Finding himself no longer able to wait, John stopped the penetrations of his tongue through Olivia's hairy slit. With the stepfather in a horny state, and waiting to couple with his luscious stepdaughter, he brought his engorged cock to the place where he had just serviced her with his tongue.