Chapter 83: Not Done (R18)

Stacy’s mother stayed rooted in the doorway longer than she should have. One hand gripped the frame the other was already pressed hard between her thighs. The tight black mini dress was bunched up around her hips. Her panties were soaked through and clinging to her. The alcohol getting into her bloodstream making her each and every upcoming thoughts messier and filthy.

She watched her daughter’s pussy stretch around that thick cock and felt her own throb in time with every heavy thrust.

’Jesus Christ... look at the size of it...’

Kyle’s cock looked massive when it pulled out shiny and dripping before slamming back in nine, maybe ten inches of thick, veiny cock turning her daughter’s cunt into a leaking, creamy mess. Whatever he had taken had clearly done something to him. Stacy was taking every inch like she had been built for it: legs folded high, ahegao locked on her face, continuous broken moans spilling out of her without shame. The wet, rhythmic impact of his hips against her filled the colorful bedroom. Cum already coated Stacy’s inner thighs and the pastel sheets in messy white streaks.

*mfhh-*

’How- is she- able to take even I wouldn’t-’

The mother’s fingers slipped under her panties and a light mature moan slipped out from her mouth.

She was dripping. Seeing how her daughter was the only one enjoying the big cock ramming her pussy, she also began to crave it, slowly getting corrupted by the situation, with the alcohol only helping to speed up the process by distorting her senses.

’That’s my daughter... that’s my little girl getting her guts rearranged and I’m standing here fingering myself like a fucking pervert...’

The thought should have stopped her. Instead it made her rub harder. Two fingers slid through her soaked folds and pushed inside. She bit her lip to stay quiet, eyes locked on the exact place where Kyle’s cock kept disappearing into Stacy. Jealousy mixed with the heat as she kept on looking. The date earlier had left her empty and unwanted. No one had touched her like this. No one had looked at her the way this stranger was looking at her daughter hungry, focused, completely in control.

’I went out tonight hoping some man would fuck me half this hard... ’

There was envy followed by jealousy in her heart because she, too, wanted to feel desired. She wanted to have romance and bed-breaking love in her life as well. But for years, her life had been nothing but a lonely and desolate existence. After her divorce, nobody even looked her way or tried to get with her, even though she was still more than beautiful, mature, and plump. Yet nobody craved her the way Kyle craved her daughter not even half as much.

’and this is what I come home to. My daughter getting bred by a cock that thick while I watch like a desperate bitch...’

She added a third finger and started fucking herself in time with Kyle’s thrusts. The wet sound of her own pussy joined the louder wet sounds coming from the bed. Her full, heavy tits rose and fell inside the tight mini dress with every shallow breath. Her legs trembled. The longer she watched, the more the responsible voice in her head faded under pure, taboo hunger. She could feel how swollen her clit had become under her thumb. Every time Kyle bottomed out and Stacy’s body jolted, a matching pulse of heat shot through her own cunt.

Kyle’s eyes flicked toward the doorway.

’Oh, ain’t that just lovely? Let me give her a proper show.’

He saw her.

He saw the busty MILF in the black mini dress with her hand buried between her thighs, watching him breed her daughter. For a second their eyes met. A slow and dark smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. He didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down. He looked back down at Stacy, gripped her tighter, and fucked her even harder completely ignoring the mother in the doorway like she was nothing more than extra entertainment.

The dismissal sent another sharp pulse of heat straight through the older woman.

’He saw me... he saw me rubbing my cunt watching him fuck my daughter and he doesn’t even care... He’s just going to keep using her right in front of me...’

She rubbed faster, fingers plunging deeper, thumb grinding her clit in rough circles. Vulgar, jealous thoughts kept spilling through her drunk mind without filter. The scent of sex rolling out of the room was thick and unmistakable. She could hear every wet schlick of his cock sliding through the mess already inside Stacy. Her own fingers made smaller, wetter sounds as she matched his rhythm.

’Look at that cock... I want it.’

The more she looked at it, the more she wanted it. Kyle ignored her but also acknowledged her presence as he held her daughter tighter, making it clear through his lingering looks what he could do if she were there instead of her daughter. He would ruin her too, just like this.

’I want that thick thing stretching me the same way. I want him to throw me down next and breed me too while my daughter watches... Fuck, what’s wrong with me... I’m her mother and I’m jealous of how hard she’s getting fucked...’

On the bed, Kyle folded Stacy even tighter and started jackhammering into her with short, brutal strokes. The wet impacts turned almost continuous. Stacy’s voice broke into high, continuous sobs of pure overload. Her soft tits bounced hard with every thrust. More cum was forced out around his shaft and ran down over her ass onto the already ruined sheets.

"Ahhh—fuck—too deep—gonna break—breed the bitch—"

"Take it," Kyle snarled, sweat dripping down his chest. He spoke loud enough for the woman in the doorway to hear every word.

"You’re not done until I say you are."

Stacy’s eyes rolled completely. Her tongue hung out. Her body started shaking hard as another orgasm tore through her, but Kyle didn’t slow down for even a second. He kept railing her through it, using her spasming cunt, chasing his own release while the mother watched and fingered herself harder.

The her mother’s legs were starting to shake. Her breath came in short, quiet pants. She was so close already just from watching and touching herself.