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    It’s not particularly strange to see some degree of competition within families. Brothers and sisters fight over their parents’ attention; sisters race to be the prettiest one, or the smarter one, or the more popular one; even fathers can be jealous of their sons, of the care the child gets from the mother. All in all, it’s a common situation in the abstract– it’s the details that make some situations more unique than others, and few situations were as unique as the relationship between Rose and her mother Laura.

    They were close in that way that single mothers and their only offspring can be close: something of a mix between a parental relationship, a friendship, a complicity of a life and secrets shared. They were close in other ways, as well.

    Laura had never been shy about sexuality, and Rose inherited that trait. However, all healthy households need rules and structure, a system to divide chores and set the correct tone for the roles involved. On Rose’s eighteenth birthday, Laura formalized the rules for dating, now that her daughter was in that liminal space in which she was an adult yet lived at home. Many parents have such parameters: a curfew, or a baseline about the kind of partners they’d fine acceptable for their daughters, an insistence on safe sex. Laura and Rose’s agreed terms were slightly different. They made sense: if Rose looked as hot as she did -and she turned heads everywhere she went- it was because she had gotten her good genes and workout ethics from her mother; therefore, it was only reasonable that if a man wanted to fuck the daughter, the pleasure should be shared with the mother. Of course, Laura was a caring parent, and she would not abide her lovely daughter to be with substandard lovers: it was only logical that Laura should try them out first, see if their performance was up to par. Rose didn’t mind, although the boys sometimes were shocked to learn that if they wanted to date Rose, they had to cum deep inside Laura first. 

    It was a caring, logical system; and for a while, it was good. What started bothering Rose was not the system itself, but her mother’s breaking of her own rules. How hypocritical parents could be! No matter how clear the rules, they often broke them like they were the brats in the house! That too wasn’t uncommon. Parents who smoked banned smoking and parents who denounced porn had hidden porn folders in their computers; this same disregard for the rules extended to Laura, which -quite understandably- annoyed Rose to no end. It was one thing for her mother to try out her dates before they railed Rose, but it was quite another to come home and find the boy she was seeing balls deep inside her mom for the fourth time. One would think the boy in question was already good and tested, but Laura insisted on the merits of repeat, surprise inspections. That wouldn’t be so bad if they hadn’t, as a healthy mother-daughter bonding exercise, agreed to suck the cum out of each other’s cunts whenever a man came in one of them. Normally, Rose enjoyed the experience and her mother’s moans, but lately she did a lot of sucking and the poor men were, by the time they fucked Rose, exhausted; and worst of all, their cum reservoirs were pretty much empty. This, Rose felt, was patently unfair. It’s hard to blame her, given how much of a slut she was, how much she loved cock and cum, and how little her greedy mother was leaving for her.

    Things came to a head when Rose started seeing Steve more regularly. Not that she loved him or anything of the sort; rather, Steve had a combination of physiological and psychological characteristics that made him a fun long term partner: namely, a big juicy cock and a kinky mind. Rose started looking forward to seeing him, wondering what new perversion he would inflict on her or she on him. However, for the first two weeks of their relationship Laura alone took advantage of such a wonderful set of quirks. She sucked his cock as soon as Steve went into the house, and made him ride her like a beast, bareback and screaming a stream of ever changing profanities. She called herself his bitch and his cunt, begged him to use her holes, to coat her in cum, to make her his fucktoy… inevitably, Steve would pump her full of cum, or cover her body with it, and poor Rose would be stuck on licking duty as he got hard again, looking at mother and daughter swapping his seed with passionate kisses. But then Laura would find a way to make Steve fuck her again, and again, and again… By the time Rose got her turn, he was far from peak performance, and his normally abundant cumshots were… subpar, to put it lightly. No, things simply couldn’t continue like this, and Rose was determined to set some boundaries with her mother.

    She came home to find Steve on top of her dear mother, ramming his cock deep inside her. He wasn’t supposed to arrive for another hour, but Rose guessed Laura had changed that. She noticed a glint in her mother’s eyes as their gazes met. Steve, too blissfully engaged, didn’t even hear Rose come into the house.

    “Tell me”, moaned Laura, “tell me how much better I feel than my daughter!”

    Steve whimpered for a second before Laura’s movements coaxed a half-formed answer from him.

    “So much… so much better… your pussy feels so amazing…”

    “Tell me! Tell me why I’m a better slut!”

    Steve didn’t hold back. He couldn’t hold back. A torrent of words, all of them true, poured from him as his thrusts became stronger, savage.

    “You have bigger tits! And you suck cock like a fucking goddess! Rose is just a beginner but you… Fuck… Your cunt is magic and your mind… you say the most perverted shit and I love it! You’re so much better, so much sluttier than your daughter! You’re the perfect whore!”

    Rose listened to every word. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to barge in and make them stop. Instead, her hand went between her legs. She felt so ashamed, so inferior, so useless… and hearing Steve say it made her cunt throb, made her so fucking horny… why? She couldn’t say. She couldn’t understand. All she knew was that her mom was better, and would always be better, and all she deserved was to watch studs fuck her mother and rub. Laura deserved all the cum and the cock, and Rose was good only for her leftovers, to clean her up, to serve if told to. She watched Steve fuck her mother with a vigor he never showed with her, and came just as he was pumping the older woman full of yummy, warm cum. Instantly, she went to her mother on her hands and knees, eager to taste her pussy, her juices mixed with Steve’s cum, cum that now she understood, had always belonged to Laura.

    After rubbing her pussy to the idea for longer than she’d like to admit, Rose regained some clarity. The situation, simply put, could not stand. She was younger, tighter, and as kinky as her mother- and equally deserving of cum. She felt ashamed of her prior weakness -and the wicked pleasure she had felt cumming like a bitch to the feeling of being a lesser, useless cunt- and woke up the following day with renewed determination. She would prove to Steve and her mother that she was as good a whore as they came. After a light lunch, she went to work. Steve would arrive at six, and she had to be ready.

    When the doorbell rang, she went downstairs. Laura was on the couch, smiling and ready to take her dose of yummy cock, already rubbing herself softly, confidently, like a queen on her throne or an apex predator surveying its domain. Not this time, thought Rose. She had brought out the big guns: her fishnet stockings and her miniscule thong; a skirt barely worthy of the name; hipster sneakers and a tube top that left nothing to the imagination… and makeup that masterfully blended punk aesthetics with the unmistakable signs that any man would interpret as a “fuck me like a little slut, right here right now.”

    The ensemble worked like a charm. She could see it in Steve’s eyes as soon as they took her figure in. Message received, pants tightening as his cock valiantly responded to Rose’s silent plea. She took his hand and gave him a wicked smile that could inflame the heart of the coldest man. It was a smile of promise and submission and delightful naughtiness. She took him through the living room, making sure not to break eye contact; making sure Laura wouldn’t even be seen by the man. An insult? Maybe. Rose preferred to see it as setting healthy boundaries.

    Laura, for her part, was amused by her daughter’s valiant attempt. If she wanted a fight, she would get it.

    “Now now, where are you two going?” she said mockingly. “You know mommy gets the first cum. And as much cum as she wants, really”

    Oh, it was on. Rose looked at Steve and gave him her best needy look, a look that, she knew, always got men to use her young body whenever she desired.

    “Steve, don’t you want to cum inside my young, tight pussy? Look at me, Steve. Look at this firm ass… these needy tits… my lips, so ready to wrap themselves around your cock… I’ll let you do anything to me, Steve. I’ll be whoever you want me to be. I’ll beg if you want. I’ll let you ram my asshole so hard I can’t sit for days. I’ll let you cum all over my slutty face over… and over… and over. I’ll wear whatever you want me to wear. Want me to dance like a stripper? Want to film me degrading myself for your cock? Want me to crawl on all fours like a good girl? I’ll do all that for you, and more. You’ll own me. Do you understand? You. Will Own. Me. I’ll let you fuck me in public, share me with your friends, do anything at all… and all you have to do is come with me, and leave that… old woman behind”

    Laura had to admit the little brat was putting forward a very good effort. She was proud of her daughter… but that didn’t mean she was about to let her win. Sure, Rose was firing with kinky, perverted ammo… but Laura knew she had an atomic bomb up her sleeve. She spread her legs and let the young man see her soaked, ready pussy.

    “Steve… I’m not on the pill. And I’m ovulating. I need you to breed me, Steve. Pump a little brother or sister for that little cunt! Fuck me and fill me up and knock me up! Cum a baby inside my fertile womb, Steve!”

    If poor Steve felt hesitation, it was a fleeting sensation. He let go of Rose’s hand and, almost as if hypnotized, walked over to Laura. The offer was just too good ,and his most basic instincts were taking over. Rose was at a loss for words.

    “Steve, I’ll… I’ll be the best slut, I’ll…”

    It was over, and she knew it. Steve let his big cock out, already hard as a rock. Laura looked at his daughter with a smile.

    “Breed me, Steve! Pump me full of your baby making juice!”

    He went inside her mindlessly, with a savage intensity. Laura’s moans echoed across the living room. Steve moved like a man possessed, determined to breed the whore that begged and moaned for his cum. He rammed her cunt with an aggressive neither woman had ever seen, muttering under his breath.

    “Fucking whore… take my baby inside you… give that useless cunt a sister…”

    Rose knew it was over. She had been bested, yet again. And again, her own body betrayed her. She looked at her man fucing her mom harder than he had ever fucked her, and her pussy started dripping. She couldn’t help it. Her hand slid under her skirt, pushed her g-string to the side and started teasing her needy slit. She was mesmerized by the spectacle, overwhelmed by her own inferiority… and how good it felt. Something inside her broke, and in that breaking a deep peace was found. It felt like a natural hierarchy asserting itself. Like she had her place.

    Laura saw it as well. She knew a brand new avenue for fun had opened up, and she intended to explore it fully with the daughter she loved. She smiled.

    “Rose, come here. Lick mommy’s clit while Steve gives you a new sibling”

    Rose couldn’t help herself. She knew she had to serve. That was her place, at least for now. She went to her mother and sank to her knees. She used her lips, her tongue, all her skill to make her mother cum. And cum she did, just as Steve emptied his balls deep inside her womb.

    Obviously, one blast wouldn’t be enough. Rose sucked him off, made him hard again for her mother. By the end of the evening, Laura was content with four loads inside her, and Rose couldn’t stop rubbing herself while on her knees.

    In time, the dynamic changed, as all healthy relationships do. Sharing became the norm, as long as Laura was in a sharing mood. If not, Rose enjoyed watching men fuck the superior slut. In fact, she started making friends. Hot friends. Cool friends. Of course, none of these other girls knew that Rose simply wanted them to watch them fuck the boys she saw, to make them show her how much better they were compared to her. It speaks well of Rose as a judge of character that all of her new friends were thrilled when given the chance to fuck Rose’s dates in front of her.

 Things got a bit more complicated nine months later, when Laura had a healthy baby girl. But the women raised her and cared for her together, and always made sure to have time for play. 

Balance was, after all, the key to a happy family.

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My wife and I at the gloryhole.

My wife Sara and I were out celebrating our fourteenth anniversary. She was 36 at the time and I 37. We had no set plans and decided to begin with dinner at a nice restaurant. We finished both our dinner and the pitcher of margaritas we ordered. Upon leaving decided that neither of us should be driving. Instead we decided to walk around the city.

Several blocks away, we came across an adult arcade/bookstore and I kidded her about going inside. She had never been in one and was curious to see what it was like. Who was I to stop her? The store was rather crowded with about a dozen men and two other couples. Everyone looked fairly normal. Most of the single men were looking at magazines and rental movies.

Sensing her nervousness, we joined the other couples in the rather tame section containing lotion, novelties and cards. Before long we boldly moved to the section containing the vibrators and dildos were she marveled at the variety of designs and sizes. It was incredibly erotic watching Sara in front of so many strangers examining the large rubber dildos. By the look in her eyes and deep concentration, I could only imagine what was going on in her mind. I’m sure she was thinking what it might be like to have the different sizes and thicknesses inside her, pleasuring her.

Although extremely attractive and sexy, Sara hadn’t dated much before we married and had little sexual variety. She had even told me that the few guys she had slept with before we met were all smaller than me and she couldn’t imagine handling anything much bigger than mine.

I broke her concentration by nudging her towards the video arcade. Hand in hand, we selected a small dark unoccupied booth toward the back. I locked the door and pulled her into a passionate embrace. In the darkness, we could hear sounds coming from the booths next and nearby. Most were the sounds from the videos playing of people moaning during sex, but we also heard various muffled noises from the people in the booths.

I broke off the embrace to put a few dollars in video machine. A video of a woman being serviced by several well-hung men began playing. It was clear from both of our obvious states of arousal that this was going to end up with us having sex in the booth until we were both fully satisfied.

I stood behind her letting my hands roam under her blouse, rubbing her firm breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers while she watched the woman in the video on her hands and knees sucking one big cock while another was thrusting in and out of her cunt. Sara unbuttoned and removed her blouse in order to give me better access. She reached behind her back and fondled my erection through my bulging jeans. She proceeded to unbuttoned & unzip my jeans and pulled my hard on free.

Her hands began squeezing and stroking my hard naked cock. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. With her still in front of me I pulled her skirt up above her waist and pushed her panties down to her knees. She took the hint and stepped out of them and removed her skirt leaving her completely exposed from the waist down.

As I watched her do this, I noticed a glory hole between our booth and the one next door. I also noticed in the darkness, someone was looking through the hole watching us. If the guy did not have his face up against the hole, we would have easily seen into the other booth. The sudden realization that someone was watching us - my wife stroking my dick and me playing with her pussy, sent a jolt of excitement through me. Sara had no idea what was happening.

I ran my hands through her soft mound and spread her lips wide with both hands to show our guest how beautiful her cunt was. I began inserting a finger into her sex and discovered that she was soaked and ready for action. I continued to finger fuck her with two fingers from one hand and played with her engorged clit with the other.

Sara’s body looked magnificent, on display in the video’s dim light as she lean back against my chest. I looked at the hole several times and could make out that we were still being watched. I then had her sit on the bench seat beside the hole. She reached out, grabbed my cock and pulled me directly in front of her. She began licking the head of my cock with her talented tongue. The voyeur was getting a fantastic show.

I decided to tell her that someone was watching us and pointed to the hole. She looked, gasped and tried to fix her clothes. I quickly grabbed her hands and told her that it was ok. She looked at me for several seconds and then asked me “If I was sure?”

I replied by guiding her head back to my throbbing cock. She smiled at me and enthusiastically began sucking me I think partially due to her own excitement and also in an attempt to put on a good show for our voyeur. She looked so damn sexy with her lips around my cock - her eyes alternating between looking up into mine and looking at the hole.

To both of our surprise, our voyeur slowly began inserting his own cock through the hole. Sara moaned around my cock as she watched the stranger’s cock coming into our booth. I think she moaned because it was apparent that this was no ordinary cock. It was huge and it was a beautiful ebony color. It easily rivalled the largest dildos we had looked at just minutes ago. The cock was still mostly soft and was already easily 8 inches long and thicker than my normal sized tool.

I was now reeling at the kinky sexual possibilities that were now before us. Sara stopped sucking and looked up at me as if she were waiting for me to tell her what to do. I asked her if she wanted to try to make it hard. I guess that she had the same idea because she quickly grabbed it with both hands and started rubbing up and down its massive dark length. She never took her eyes off of it as she exclaimed, “It’s big and it feels good.”

I never imagined I would ever see Sara playing with another man’s cock, but it was certainly something I was immensely enjoying as I began playing with my own cock. Sara had managed to bring the faceless, bodiless cock to full attention, as it expanded in both length and thickness. It now pointed up into our booth to what I would have to guess was at least 10”.

I’d never touched another man before, but I had to admit that this was absolutely the most awesome specimen of manhood that I have ever seen. I reached down and placed my hand next to hers on the huge muscle. It was almost hot to the touch, hard and soft at the same time.

I knelt down so that we were both eye level with this impressive shaft and I began rubbing the shaft against Sara’s face. Back and forth across her cheeks, her forehead and finally her lips. As I was doing this, Sara’s hands went between her legs as she played with her clit. I don’t think she consciously realized that she was doing this.

At that moment, I wanted to see her suck this big cock or at least suck as much as she could possibly get into her mouth. I asked her if she wanted to take it in her mouth and she looked into my eyes and nodded yes. Still holding the cock, I held it just behind the smooth head and I began rubbing the tip right across her lips. I told her to open up and as she did, I fed just the head inside. Her tongue licked all over the head up to my fingers. I than feed her a few more inches which allowed her to really start using her whole mouth.

Soon she had as much of this large cock as she could fit in her mouth. I began pumping the cock in rhythm with her sucking. With my other hand, I resumed playing with her dripping pussy. Eventually she switched to sucking the cock with a twisting action. I have enjoyed this technique many, many times.

She pleasured the shaft for at least 15 minutes while I teased her clit and continued to slide two fingers in and out. I knew that her poor mouth must have been getting tired. I wanted to fuck her badly yet couldn’t tear myself away from watching her giving this erotic blowjob to a complete and perfect stranger.

It was extremely erotic to see Sara’s pale white checks bulging with the big black shaft. I began to wonder if she would be willing to let this massive black rod into her sweet juicy pussy while I watched and helped or if we could accomplish that in the confines of the small booth.

What Sara did next both surprised and shocked me. She took the cock from her mouth and kissed me passionately on the mouth. As her tongue snaked into my mouth, she began rubbing the cock against both of our faces. It was covered with her saliva. It felt so hot and wet on my face as she pulled it down closer to our kiss.

We soon began kissing each other all around the shaft, lips rubbing back and forth, and our tongues teasing each other’s by darting and flicking underneath. I was completely lost. The world was receding. There was nothing real in the world to me right then but Sara, our mouths and this beautiful long hard dark penis. I would never have done this to another man, but this was not a man, this was just a cock and nothing more, for Sara and I to share in our privacy.

As I followed the path of her tongue, she led me from the cock’s base all the way to its head. Her tongue pulled away slightly, leaving me to stop with the tip of the head perched in between my open lips. I paused and looked into her eyes. Sara smiled and asked me if I wanted to finish what she had started. I didn’t need to answer, as she knew as much as I did, how badly I wanted and needed to do this. She gently pushed my head forward as I began sucking my first cock.

I held the shaft with both hands and tried to suck as best as I could. My only experience was that of having the same done to me countless times. I closed my eyes as I concentrated, and I felt Sara’s familiar mouth now engulfing my own rock hard cock. I matched her rhythm, strokes and tongue movements in order to give this stranger’s cock the same pleasure that I was receiving.

I could feel the shaft in my mouth throbbing in unison with my own. The world further receded. Now I was only aware of my throbbing prick and my mouth. The rhythms, the sucking, the tongues, the pleasure was all the same. It was as if I were sucking my own cock. I could not last much longer nor did I want this to end.

Sara could tell I was close as she increased her intensity. I did the same. I was cumming. I could feel the pulsing, shooting jet after jet of cum into her mouth. The cum tasted sweet and salty and it easily filled her mouth - my mouth. It took me a few seconds to realize that it wasn’t just me that was cumming. He blasted against the roof of my mouth, filling it. I swallowed three times, still had a mouthful and the cock was still cumming.

I pulled back as another jet splashed my cheek. Sara was now beside me and quickly guided it to her mouth as the next shot covered her tongue. She engulfed the ebony prize as it gave up its last few shots. Now totally spent, the ebony pole soon began to soften as she let it slip from her mouth. She turned to me and we kissed. Our tongues pushed cum into each other’s mouth as we played and savored the taste. I held her in a loving embrace as we licked the remaining cum from each other’s lips, chins and cheeks.

I looked at the wall. The cock was gone. I could see into the next booth and it was now empty. As we were recovering from the sexual high, someone else entered the next booth and began watching us. Another stranger was getting to see Sara’s naked body. Her breasts were magnificent and I know the voyeur had a good view of her wet unfucked pussy. I meant to remedy that soon.

Sara smiled at me and we dressed in front of our new voyeur. Once dressed, we exited the booth and headed out of the store but not before purchasing a souvenir. We could not get home fast enough, but as soon as we did, I brought her to five orgasms with her new 10” black toy. I had a feeling that our sexual adventures had just begun.

If Dogs Had 911 by Reverend_Scott (via Greta J.)

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