Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Joyce wasted no time in settling the matter. After dinner one evening, she pulled Tara aside and said, “You and Keith are really hitting it off, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes,” Tara stammered.

Looking at her intently, Joyce said softly, “Would you like to have him–tonight?”

“Tonight?”

“Yes, tonight. I’m sure he’d be happy to . . . cuddle.”

Tara began breathing fast, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “Okay,” she whispered.

“Good. I’ll give the good news to the lucky man.”

The matter was settled in minutes, and around 10 p. m. the others–and especially Hilary and Bridget–watched in awe and solemnity as the couple walked upstairs hand in hand to the second guest room.

“That was fast!” Hilary enthused.

“Hardly,” Joyce said. “They’ve known each other for almost two weeks. I figured it was time . . .”

“Well, I wonder if we’re going to need earplugs.”

“You stop that kind of talk!”

“Oh, lighten up, Mom. I just like to tease.”

The others went up presently–Gerald and Joyce into the master bedroom, and Hilary and Bridget in the other guest room.

It wasn’t long before predictable moans, groans, and sighs began emanating from each bedroom. The girls, who had just concluded an intense session of sixty-nine, couldn’t help hearing those sounds; and Hilary, her face smeared with Bridget’s juices, looked back at her partner and said, “You know, I could use a cock right about now.”

“Yeah, me too,” Bridget said. “But it seems the two cocks under this roof are occupied.”

“So what?” Hilary said, leaping up from Bridget’s naked body and pacing around the room. “I don’t see why we can’t . . . join in.”

Bridget gasped. “That would be, like, super-naughty!”

Hilary shrugged. “Oh, who cares? I think the old folks can deal with it.” With one of her chuckles she added, “It’s not as if they’re virgins.”

Her eyes big and wide, Bridget whispered, “So . . . who’s gonna go where?”

“Well, in the interests of symmetry, it seems you should go to your mom and Keith, and I’ll head on over to my mom and Gerald.”

Bridget got up from the bed like a zombie and stood up. “You mean–we’re just gonna march into those bedrooms?”

“Sure, why not? They could probably use a little change-of-pace right about now. Men always like variety.”

And with that, Hilary marched out of the room and made her way to the master bedroom. Much more tentatively, Bridget shuffled toward the other guest room. With a shaking hand she opened the door.

She saw her mother lying flat on her stomach, Keith lying on top of her and grinding his organ into her. He was obviously in her ass. At first, the two didn’t notice the newcomer, but when Bridget edged over to the side of the bed near her mom’s bed, Tara’s jaw dropped and she looked petrified.

“For heaven’s sake, Bridget, what are you doing here?” she cried. Meanwhile, Keith continued happily pounding away at the woman beneath him, giving a little wink in Bridget’s direction. This new arrival, in all her naked glory, definitely aroused his admiration.

“I just thought I’d make a threesome,” Bridget said with a grin.

“You get out of here right now!” Tara ordered, but Keith shook his head, silently saying, Pay no attention to her. You’re more than welcome here.

Giggling, Bridget clambered up onto the bed and placed herself, legs spread wide, in front of her mother’s face. Without further ado she took hold of Tara’s head and plunged it into her sex. Tara let out a muffled “Mmm!” as she tasted her daughter’s pussy for the first time. As if by some instinct–or maybe because an orgasm was in the offing–Tara began licking that twat maniacally, lapping up the juices that had already coated the area from Hilary’s ministrations. In a matter of minutes, a euphoric simultaneous climax overcame all three participants, with screams and squeals and whimpers erupting from their throats as they collapsed in a tangled heap of naked flesh.

In the other bedroom, Hilary–also nude–boldly entered and found her mom riding Gerald enthusiastically. Joyce let out a squawk when she saw her daughter standing by the bed and cried, “Good Lord, Hilary, you shouldn’t be here!”

“Oh, calm down, Mom,” Hilary said dismissively. “I’m sure there’s room for one more.”

And with that, she climbed up onto the bed and promptly sat on Gerald’s face. His mouth greedily began tonguing at her pussy like a thirsty dog. Joyce, in spite of her previous lesbian episode, still seemed embarrassed at being naked in front of her daughter, and she covered her breasts and delta with her hands; but then she saw the absurdity of the act and continued bouncing up and down on Gerald’s cock while Hilary watched the intersection of their bodies raptly. She almost came out with, “Ride ’em, cowgirl!” but thought that might be unduly flippant. Instead, she reached over and grabbed her mom’s tits and gave them a good squeeze. Then she bent forward and pasted a long, wet French kiss on Joyce’s mouth, which Joyce instinctively returned. Gerald, meanwhile, was almost smothered as Hilary pressed her labia down against his face and held his head tight with her thighs on either side of his head.

This too resulted in a simultaneous climax that made all three people ecstatic.

Later, Keith forged into Bridget’s pussy while Tara watched in awe, and Hilary got a fine pummeling in her ass from Gerald while she ate out her mom. It was becoming obvious to everyone that these two mother-daughter pairs, being serviced by two brothers, were fairly unique in the annals of sexual intercourse, and they were proud of being pioneers in that regard.

*

The morning after is always a bit awkward after sex. Especially when it was the kind of sex that the six people in the house had engaged in.

The two mothers were unusually quiet as they sipped coffee in the kitchen while their daughters prepared another full breakfast for everyone. While the girls were occupied, Tara leaned over to Joyce and whispered, “That was pretty crazy last night, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, it was,” Joyce agreed.

“Imagine getting it on with your own daughter!”

“I have to admit I’d done that before.”

“You had? My goodness.”

“It’s all an expression of love, isn’t it?”

“I hope so. Imagine what people will think of us if word of this ever gets out.”

“It won’t get out. The point is, though: you hit it off with Keith, right?”

“Um, you could say that.”

“That’s great. He seems like a wonderful man.”

“He is.”

“And I think we’ve healed this rift between him and his brother.”

“I guess so.”

At this point Hilary, although busy cooking a huge mess of scrambled eggs, spoke without turning around. “Hey, Mom, I think I want to have two guys in me at the same time.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Joyce scowled at her. “Hilary, that’s pretty lewd.”

“It’s called double penetration, Mom.”

“I know what it’s called, dear.”

“Have you ever done it?”

“Good God, no!”

“Well, you can try it too. In fact, I’m beginning to think every female in the world should give it a shot at least once in her life.”

“Do you, now?”

“Yeah. And I hope I can enjoy Keith by myself sometime. Would that be okay, Tara?”

“I don’t know that it’s my decision.”

“Sure it is. He’s your man.”

“Is he? Well, if he is, you have my permission.”

“Mom probably wants him to poke her too.”

“Hilary!” Joyce cried. “Don’t put words–or thoughts–into my mouth.”

“Oh, come on, Mom, you know you do.”

“Well, maybe.”

“Okay, so we’ll play musical beds for a while.”

Joyce sighed. “If you like.”

“But of course you and Gerald are kind of the foundation of everything–and Tara and Keith too.”

“If you say so.”

“Sure I say so. As for us, I guess I’ll get my own guy someday, and Bridget will probably settle down with some scrumptious little lesbian. They can marry now, you know.”

“Everyone knows that, dear.”

“Just wanted to make that clear. Maybe we’ll have a quadruple wedding someday.”

“You’re getting a bit ahead of yourself.”

“Well, a girl can dream, can’t she?” Hilary said–and concluded with one final chuckle as the two brothers drifted into the room, arm in arm, attracted by the smell of the cooking food–and by the inexpressible appeal of the four women whose charms they all expected to enjoy for many years to come.

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