Chapter 74: MILF Daughter Duo Wants it Deep

I let them suck with both their efforts and mouths combined—thick, wet heaven, tongues swirling hungry over every inch, lips stretching wide around my shaft, saliva dripping in messy strings down my balls.

"Fuck... yeah... just like that," I groaned when they both licked the underside at once—slow, perfect pressure that sent shivers down my spine, almost making me bust right on their broken, shameless faces.

Their mouths felt like sloppy paradise—I couldn’t remember the last time a blowjob hit this good. Maybe it was the thought that mother and daughter were sharing my cock, tongues fighting over me like they were possessed, that made it even hotter, filthier.

"Aaahhh..." they moaned together, licking louder, wet sounds filling the room, making my dick swell harder.

Sometimes they stopped just to spit—thick globs on the head—then attacked again like demons, swirling tongues over the tip, Tiffany squeezing my balls gentle but firm, wanting to taste my warm cum faster on their tongues.

But I wasn’t coming from that.

I had other things in mind.

I pulled back slow—they both chased it desperate, mouths open, tongues out like they couldn’t get enough even after all that sucking. Broken beyond repair, obeying my every move without objection.

I guided them firm—pulling Tiffany up first, positioning her on all fours but low, knees folded under, stomach touching the bed, ass high and begging.

Then Brittany on top—climbing over her mom, stomach pressed to Tiffany’s thick back, legs spread wide over her, mirroring the pose.

They obeyed like they were excited for what was about to come next—eager, trembling, bodies already knowing they were in for something filthy.

The view was everything.

Tiffany was on the bed first—knees and elbows bent low, stomach pressed to the sheets, back arched deep so her thick ass lifted high.

Brittany climbed on top of her mom—legs wide over Tiffany’s back, knees planted on either side, mirroring the pose but stacked perfectly above, her pussy dripping down onto her mom’s back, asshole exposed above.

They were one over the other—mother below, daughter on top—bodies pressed close, curves aligning in the most sinful way.

That way, all their holes were exposed fully: from the bottom up—Tiffany’s pussy leaking thick juices and cum, lips swollen and pink, then her asshole winking above it; a little gap of sweat-slick skin, then Brittany’s pussy—dripping fresh, tight and flushed—followed by her own asshole, twitching and ready.

Stacked perfect—four holes lined up, begging.

I rubbed them slow—taking turns with my fingers, sliding into Tiffany’s pussy first, then her ass, then up to Brittany’s, letting them feel what was coming, teasing the entrances, spreading the wetness.

They moaned together—deep, desperate—hips rocking back subtle, pushing for more, bodies trembling in anticipation.

I wasn’t rushing.

I was going to savor every second of this stacked heaven.

And make them beg before I chose which hole to ruin first.

I kept teasing them—fingers sliding slow and deep, taking turns: into Tiffany’s dripping pussy first, curling to make her clench, then her tight asshole, stretching it gentle; up to Brittany’s soaked entrance, then her fluttering ring, spreading the wetness everywhere, letting them feel what was coming.

They were leaking bad—just from the thought of this stacked position, juices dripping down, mixing between them, bodies trembling hard with anticipation.

"Which hole should I shove my dick in first?" I asked low, rubbing their pussies slow, thumb circling clits, making them buck.

"Aaahhh..." they both moaned together—deep, desperate—but neither spoke, shame holding them back even as their hips rocked greedy for more.

I knew they wanted it—just too ashamed to say who or which hole first.

I spat hard—thick on Tiffany’s holes first, then Brittany’s—watching it drip and mix with their juices. Then leaned in close, tongue lapping from below: long licks over Tiffany’s pussy and asshole, savoring her mature flavor, then up to Brittany’s sweeter, tighter holes, tasting the difference, the forbidden mix of mother and daughter.

They shook harder—moaning nonstop, wanting to be filled by surprise, any hole, just filled.

I spat again—more, messy. "Should I just call it a day? Go to my room and fap if you two aren’t saying which hole I should push my cock in first?"

"No... Alex... please put it in my ass," Tiffany broke first, voice wrecked, shame crumbling.

"No... please put it in mine," Brittany cried right after, desperate.

"Like mother, like daughter," I growled, grabbing my cock—hard, slick—and rubbing the head slow on Tiffany’s asshole first, feeling it flutter, Brittany’s juices leaking from above and dripping down, mixing filthy.

"You both want it in the ass... no shame left," I said, shifting up, lining the head against Brittany’s tight ring now, pressing just enough to make her whimper.

"Please... Alex... put it in..." Brittany begged, pushing back.

"No... Alex... I’m her mother... I deserve to be first," Tiffany moaned, arching harder.

"Now you’ve put me in a dilemma," I rasped, sliding my cock down—rubbing their pussies again, teasing entrances, letting them feel the heat but not giving it yet.

They moaned louder—competing, begging, bodies stacked and dripping, completely broken.

I wasn’t choosing yet.

I was going to make them earn it.

The sight of mother and daughter begging me to fuck their asses was too wild—pure taboo heaven, bodies stacked and dripping, competing for my cock like sluts who’d forgotten everything but need.

My dick begged me to just shove it in whichever hole felt tightest and cum deep in their wombs, flooding them both until they got pregnant with my seed. The thought alone—mother and daughter pregnant at the same time, both carrying my kid, bellies rounding from the same thick loads I pumped into them—made me swell even harder, veins pulsing angrily, precum dripping heavy like it had a mind of its own.

They were lost in shame—doing these filthy things behind the man of the house’s back, moaning like whores while he was away working.

What if Tiffany’s husband—Brittany’s father—knew what was happening? How his sweet wife and innocent daughter were begging a stranger to shove his dick in their assholes, stacked like this, dripping and desperate?

The wrongness only made it hotter.

I rubbed the head slow—up and down their stacked holes, teasing Tiffany’s pussy, then her ass, then Brittany’s, letting precum mix with their juices.

"Please... Alex..." Tiffany sobbed first, breaking. "Fuck my ass... breed me first..."

"No... me..." Brittany whimpered, pushing back harder. "I need it... in my ass... please..."