The Mother Daughter Challenge Ii

Quinn & Heidi's "Mother-Daughter" Challenge II

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Heidi & Quinn's "Mother-Daughter" Challenge II

Heidi had been determined to seem unphased as her daughter recounted the double suck, oral ambush she'd unleashed upon Ezra and Micah, her unsuspecting victims. But when Quinn finished the salacious story, Heidi couldn't help but beam at her only child as the two paused and processed its emotional impact.

Then a soft vibrating sound filled the room. It was Quinn's phone. She picked it up and checked the screen, then looked at her mother with wide eyes.

"Shit, it's Micah," Quinn said. "Should I answer?"

Heidi was quiet as she mused on the situation. Suddenly idea came to her. She clapped her hands conspiratorially.

"No," she responded firmly, reaching for the phone for fear Quinn might answer it out of panic. Her daughter meekly protested as she handed over the device.

"Trust me," Heidi said with a knowing nod. "I've got an idea. For now, I say we let those two marinate in their confused lust just a little longer while we plan your revenge. We can use their anxiety to our advantage."

"Revenge?" Quinn asked, nonplussed. "What do you mean?"

The two briefly held each other's gaze, their minds suddenly filled with myriad options for delicious vengeance. And then, after a beat, they broke into mischievous laughter before settling down again.

"I don't know, mom," Quinn said, rubbing her eyes slowly. "I mean, seriously - that video - even that one

picture

- they could ruin me...." She sighed and looked at her mom miserably.

"You were so lucky to not have the internet around when you were my age." she said. "I mean, was something like this even

imaginable

back then?"

Heidi considered her response.

Could her daughter handle the truth - especially on top of what she's going through now?

She took a deep breath and cleared her throat, and then looked back into her daughter's pleading eyes.

Now was the time ]to show Quinn just how alike she and her daughter really were. Not simply in their striking physical similarities, which were many - their straight jet-black hair, their petite frames, their green eyes like blazing emeralds, and their small, perky breasts. Physically, they indeed were uncannily alike.

But it was now clear that they also shared a propensity for winding up in compromising situations that inevitably required moxie, brains and luck - not to mention looks and sexual prowess - to save their hides.

"Quinn, I've got something I've been meaning to share with you," she said. "Something I've wanted to show you for some time. Stay right here and don't move." She gently squeezed her daughter's knee. "I'll be right back."

Heidi padded out of the room. Quinn, left alone in a state of blossoming intrigue, picked up her phone to check her texts. There were several new messages, a couple from Avery and several more from Micah. She checked Avery's first.

"Fucking hell, Quinn,"

messaged Avery.

"I can't believe Ezra could be such an a-hole! At least he had the decency to take the pic down. But I have to know...Whose dick was that?? Didn't u say E has a super curved cock?"

Quinn started typing a response, then paused to contemplate how much to reveal. Avery was no gossip, but she was pretty inexperienced with most things related to sex. Quinn didn't want to freak her out unnecessarily by over-detailing how much of a cum-slut she'd become.

"Let's just say that the cock is NOT Ezra's, LOL,"

she texted in reply.

"And trust me, I had a point to make - a point that I DID make - by swallowing that fucking thing whole and sucking it dry! The owner of that dick now knows good and well who he's dealing with."

She sent the text and saw that it was delivered. Then she read her reply message again and decided to dish some further information.

"But don't worry,"

she added.

"Ezra knows ALL about who, what, when, where and why I drained that dick. And there's nothing he can say or do about it (other than being a pussy and tryna own me w/ his lame ass attempt at shaming me SMH)."

Quinn then cautiously moved on to Micah's texts. She felt her heartbeat quicken and, much to her surprise, she realized that her pussy was moistening as opened his messages.

"Hey, Quinn,"

he had written.

"All I can say is... WOW! I haven't been able to think about ANYTHING but the hot ass sensation of your tight, wet mouth all over my junk. And your little hand stroking me like that, pounding my balls. DAMN! I think I'm in LUUUUUUUV.....xxx....."

Digesting the text, Quinn secretly acknowledged feeling more than a little pleasure in knowing she'd owned his trash-talking ass. For now, though, she was in no mood to entertain his immature advances. She wanted to keep him in his place.

"Well, maybe you'll think twice before you go talking smack about someone's cock-sucking game when you don't know shit!"

Quinn texted him back.

"Consider yourself lucky to have such grade-A spank-bank material, son. Oh, and good luck ever getting anything close to such good head from some other ho...."

Quinn fired off the text, pressing the "send" button with relish as if to punctuate her passion and umbrage at that prick.

There was a muffled knocking sound at her door. She looked up as her mom returned with what looked like an old VHS tape and a well-read magazine. Quinn raised her eyebrows in curiosity and dropped her phone back onto the bed.

"Ooh, show-and-tell time?" she asked teasingly.

Heidi sat on the bed and turned to her daughter with a naughty gleam in her eyes. "Yeah, you could say that," she said, offering the magazine to Quinn. "But like your blowjob pic, it's not the kind of thing I wanted to share with my entire school..."

"Not something

you

wanted to share? Pray tell!" responded Quinn as she took the magazine. It was titled "

Just Old Enough,

" and it appeared to be a porn mag from the late 90s or early 2000s. The front cover was dominated by a large, glossy photo of a young woman with dark hair cut in a jaw-length bob. She was wearing a black choker, and her smoldering eyes peered out beneath heavy eyeshadow. "

Rave-slut Lina takes Euro-trash to a new low!

" was captioned below the image.

Quinn glanced up to her mom, who was grinning impishly.

"I don't get it, mom," she said. "Is this yours? Did you get caught with this at school, or something?"

"Take another look at that frontpage pic," Heidi responded.

Quinn studied the photo again, this time carefully. She took in the young woman's pouty lips and fiery green eyes. Then it clicked.

It was her mother!

"Holy shit!" she cried. "This is

you

!"

"Yup," her mom confirmed with a giggle. "That's my claim to fame. I did that when I was right about your age."

"I have to see this!" Quinn said, quickly leafing through the slightly worn, crinkly pages. "So, you're the featured model in this? I've got

sooo

many questions!"

Skimming through the pages, she quickly found her mom's spread, which included the centerfold plus about a dozen other glossy images. She thumbed a few pages back and forth to make sure she had the first page of her mom's showpiece. She sat the magazine down before her and focused on the first images.

"

New starlet Lina makes an indelible impression as the guest of honor at trashy Euro rave cumparty,

" read the caption under the opening photo, which was a full body shot of her mom at what looked like a dance club. She was adorned in all black and was sitting on a small stage with her toned legs crossed high, her flawless upper thighs visible below an impossibly short patent leather miniskirt. She wore black stilettos and a skintight, lowcut shirt that revealed a flat, toned stomach and pierced bellybutton. Her expression was an intriguing mix of surliness and petulance. Her green eyes flamed at the camera and her wet lips shone in the club lights.

"Wow, mom," Quinn said. "This is, like, pro?"

"Yeah, 100%," Heidi responded. "

Just Old Enough

was one of the biggest adult magazines going back then. There was no free porno on-demand. You had to shell out real cash to see people fucking and sucking."

"When did you do this?" her daughter asked, moving on to the next page. "You look young here, like really young."

"Like I said, I'm pretty sure I was just about your age at the time," Heidi answered. "I had a lot of fun at that shoot."

"Wow," Quinn said again, offering her mom a quick smile as she eagerly returned to the magazine.

The next two pages were dominated by a series of partially overlapping photos arrayed in a progressive, collage style. The first few depicted "Lina" captured in a sultry stroll as she walked from the stage toward the camera. Further pics had her spinning around while keeping a suggestive look over her shoulder at the camera as her bubble butt threatened to bulge out completely from her tiny skirt. Her legs looked long and sexy, and her arms and shoulders were tanned, her muscles small but defined.

In the final cluster of images, she had returned to a frontal shot and was squatting down with a look of expectant determination on her face.

Quinn turned the page as she silently absorbed the sexy, well-lit images. She unconsciously shook her head in wonder.

The photos on the next pages delivered a progression in the action. Here, Heidi was fully squatting in the middle of a dancefloor and then quickly surrounded by a cadre of fully dressed men, each shown from the shoulders down with large, veiny dicks proudly bulging from open flies.

There was close shot presenting Lina's lustful, intent face in a ring of glistening dicks. She was reaching for a throbbing member just to her right, her mouth cooing with a tawdry pout and her shadowed eyes closing in submission.

The next group of images had been composed as if to convey quick and frenzied movement by its subjects. Lina was furiously deepthroating one huge dick with mascara-laced tears blackly streaming from her dark eyes as she rapidly stroked two other wangs with blurred hands. Meanwhile, several other cocks, rigid and oily, hovered perilously close to her young, wet face, dramatically forecasting the inevitable moneyshot she had store.

Next, Lina's mouth was chockfull with a pair of meaty balls as two schlongs slapped away at her smooth, young forehead. She was being mobbed mercilessly by the shiny, disembodied dicks, each angling to be the next to plunge into her glossy, wet mouth.

And in a third, her cheeks were being viciously poked by two sword-like rods as one anonymous hand tightly gripped her throat, and another pinched her nose shut. Her expression was one of being stunned and alarmed, as if frightened by the sudden escalation of the action.

The final image of the page featured Lina's face in a close-up shot. She was again gazing at the camera, now with a look of spent, but orgasmic expectation. Her head remained ringed in a fleshy halo of slick, impossibly swollen penises, each threatening to volcanically erupt at any moment with an epic cum blast across her nubile face and chest.

Quinn paused and glanced up at her mom, who'd been quietly watching her daughter hungrily devour the smutty images. "Prepare yourself for the grand finale," advised Heidi with a dastardly gleam in her eyes.

"Mom, I... just can't believe this," Quinn panted. "What's this called, something like a 'suck bang'?"

"It's a 'blow bang,'" Heidi answered knowingly. "Keep reading," she added, scooting closer to her daughter to get a better look.

Slowly, Quinn turned the page to the final set of pictures and gasped reflexively. She was seeing something that she could have scarcely fathomed just an hour earlier.

In the final pictures, her mom was shown enduring blast after blast of thick, ropey jizz from the rushing, anonymous cocks. The first few volleys were captured in midair as they cruised over her waiting face before splatting with viscous precision into her dark, closed eyes. The next sortie was sent aloft in a seemingly synchronized pattern and then landed in thick, oozing stripes across her furrowed brow. Next, two other schlongs were delivering their hot, sticky payload like crossfire upon her trembling mouth and chin. Small reflective bubbles of man-juice gurgled out between her pursed lips.

Lastly, as if to punctuate her debasement, Heidi's nostrils were callously filled by gushing goo-geysers, which were seen launching from two surging cocks and into her unwitting nose.

In the spread's final shot, Heidi is again alone, with her cum-blasted eyes glazed shut and a torrent of baby-batter dripping down her quivering face. She exuded a look of having been thoroughly bested and disgraced - a cum-drenched whore who, after a frenzied, debauched escapade of furious sex, had been left to soak and unravel in her shame and humiliation.

Quinn looked up at Heidi. "Damn, just look at you here, mom!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "Your face is, like,

completely

pasted. It's in your eyes, running down your forehead... it's bubbling from your mouth."

"Yup," Heidi agreed, nodding. "That's real jizz, by the way. It was so warm and sticky. And look at it here, dribbling off my chin." Heidi pointed at a line of cum hanging off her jaw in a thick, gelatinous line, inching closer to her young décolletage.

"That's real jizz?" Quinn asked. "No way!"

"Oh,

yes

way!" Heidi said teasingly as she picked up the VHS tape. "And I've got the video to prove it. C'mon, let's pop this is in the VCR."

The two walked to Heidi's room where she'd broken out an old video player and run cables to her ancient Panasonic tv. She inserted the tape and within moments the tv lit up. Video footage filled the old screen. At first the images were unclear and shaky, but then the moving images stabilized.

Quinn was viewing her mom 20 years younger. It was an in-motion version of her magazine spread. Quinn looked on, rapt, as her mom's face filled the screen. Heidi, in motion, was again fiendishly gorging on a large cock, up and down, while furiously jacking off two other dicks. Gooey spittle ran from her mouth as she sucked and jerked. The four figures moved in a synchronized, lewd carnality, vibing rhythmically with a pumping momentum.

Then after a few minutes, Heidi positioned herself on her knees as the camera approached her. Her emo, punkish face and hair were neatly captured as she pushed her dark bangs off her perspiring forehead with a quick, dirty smile. Her wet eyes darted as she briefly trained on each of the engorged cocks that waited urgently in the wings. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, her smile widening in a grin of sinful pleasure.

Suddenly a moving shadow arced across her stilled face. It was a blast of spunk from an off-camera dick. She slightly flinched as it landed in the corner of her left eye and settled into a creamy globule. And in a blink, the first spunky salvo was followed by a veritable onslaught of cum ropes, just as had been dramatically depicted in the magazine. The seminal surge quickly halted, but the unmistakable residue remained. The video faded out with the shot on Heidi's pretty, young face as two cocks approached to deliver their nostril-filling wads. She was smiling beneath the oozing lines of joy juice, as if reveling in being so boldly and indelibly marked as an unrepentant cum-slut.

Heidi reached forward and pushed the power button on the device. Then she softly sat back on the bed and sighed. She looked to her daughter.

"Well, don't keep me in suspense!" she said to Quinn. "What did you think?"

Quinn swallowed for the first time in minutes and then looked at her mom with a sideways glance.

Her mom's dick-sucking game was fierce

, she thought to herself.

Is she better than me?

"Uh, mom - you are a straight-up cock-gobbler!" Quinn proclaimed. "Those were some fucking unreal skills, considering the time."

Her mom's proud smile faltered slightly. "Considering the time?" she repeated, turning more fully to Quinn. "Meaning...?"

Quinn was momentarily stunned, realizing she'd said her thoughts out loud.

"Uh...," she stammered. "I didn't mean that.... Like, I'm not saying...."

Meeting her mom's challenging gaze, her words sputtered out. Then the familiar heat rising in her neck to her head. Well,

fuck it!

She thought.

Since we're being real and all...

"I just mean things have come a long way since you were my age," Quinn explained, perhaps with more haughtiness than she had intended. "Like, with cock sucking and all," she added, not wanting to be asked for further clarity.

"Wait, you think you've got

me

beat?" Heidi asked with sudden umbrage. "You think

you

can give a meaner blowjob than

I

can?" She gave a harrumph at her daughter's innate, blithe overconfidence. "You got

a lot

to learn, sweetheart."

And just like that, the duo's brief comradery had fully reverted to their frosty mother-daughter baseline.

Quinn squared to her mom. "I'm sorry," she said with dripping condescension. "

I've

got something to learn? Ha! You sound just like Ezra and Micah. It's different now, mommy dear. We're practically born into this world expected to have the skills of seasoned porn stars. There's no '

oh, you're marriable and a whore in bed

' surprises for our men these days...."

Heidi shot off her bed in a huff. "You think that wasn't the case back then for me?" she asked. "Shit, my dear - from what I've heard you've only now started dealing with your gag reflex. Bless your heart."

Quinn stood up and faced her mom eye-to-eye. "I bet I can suck jizz outta any cock twice as fast as you can!" she boasted.

The two women paused, keeping their eyes locked. Then, as they realized they were again thinking of the same thing, their stare-down broke off into excited laughter.

Quinn reached for her phone, but Heidi grabbed her hand lightly. "Let me call them," she said to her daughter.

"OK," replied Quinn with a nervous chuckle. She pulled up Ezra's number and pressed call. Handing the phone to Heidi, she asked, "But what are you going to say?!"

Her mom calmly eyed her daughter with a knowing grin as she put the phone to her ear.

"Hi, is this Ezra?" she asked into the phone. "Yeah, this is Quinn's mother, Heidi. I need to speak with you for a moment."

To be continued...