“How did you two learn these…techniques?”
Christina kept my cock in her mouth, it was Clarissa who chimed in, “Well, we were broke and had nothing really to do. I learned what masturbation was, from an old encyclopedia set and gave it a try. She caught me trying to get myself off on a pillow, but instead of being mad, she joined in and gave me some pointers. We just kind of hit it off from there. Ever since we’ve always had a kind of open mother, daughter sexual relationship. Which, for what it’s worth, has been the best thing to have happened to us. Mom learned about the kagels from the internet, so she bought a dildo and we began practicing. She was really good at deepthroating it, but I learned I could take it really far in and discovered what we later learned is called a cervical orgasm. So since then, I’ve been addicted to it. I have to get myself off like that at least once a week, or I’ll go bonkers.” Throughout the conversation, she laid her face down on her mother’s ass, kept her fingers working her hole, staring at me the whole time. She had no idea that how casual they were about sex. It was such a turn on.
Christina let my cock slide out of her throat and out of her lips with a wet plop. She said, “I think we’re almost ready for the main event.”
“Main event? I like the sound of that.” These two were too beautiful, to nasty and there were two of them. If I didn’t know any better, they could both be Goddesses. They both came up to me and the three of us began sloppily making out. We were shifting from triple kissing, sucking on each other’s tongues, to even two of us making out with spit flowing from between us and the third catching it from both of our chins. It was so hot, too hot, the kind of hot that I knew if I just so much as brushed against my rock hard throbbing cock, I would cum right here. Hell, I’d have done it just to see if we could make out with my own cum, but never got the chance. Christina took charge, in a very loving motherly manner.
“OK, Mike, stay right where you are.” I nodded in obedience. I was still sitting at the foot of the couch, with my legs straight and spread. She walked over to the coffee table and moved it a couple of feet away in front of me. She eyeballed it and then moved it back just a little bit more. She then sat down facing me, with her legs bent over mine. It was almost like she was gonna mount me, in a cowgirl kind of way, but all she did was scoot closer. Then she moved the coffee table closer to her so that she could lean back against it. I was getting really curious as to what she was after, I wasn’t getting it. “Clarissa, come over and sit on my lap facing Mike.”
“What’s going on Mom? This is new.”
“Oh, it’s something I thought of the other day. I think you’ll both like it. I’m gonna jack off Mike with your pussy. Or jack you off with Mike’s cock.” Clarissa looked excited and confused at the idea. “Look just try it. If it doesn’t work, we’ll just get fucked the old fashioned way, OK?” Her daughter, Clarissa shrugged in obedience and sat down in between us two facing me. Christina made her lean back against her, then grabbed her legs from behind her knees and pulled them up to Clarissa’s chest. They were both so slick from pussy juice and saliva that Clarissa slid easily up and down her mother’s flat chest. So while leaning back against the coffee table, holding her daughter’s legs up and apart in a kind of full nelson, she was able to raise and lower her down towards me.