Heather Office Receptionist Ch 10

I have to say, I don't know how this factory can keep up. Heather thinks my age and the bull-sized loads I give her at work, or now in her bed and daughter are infinite. I needed a little break, but I don't think that was the plan Heather had for me and her daughter. I fell back onto the couch, jeans still pooled at my ankles. Kayla was still on the coffee table, back arched and ass pointing to the sky. The hole Heather made in Kayla's pantyhose had grown in the fucking, tearing leaving one of her ass cheeks fully uncovered. Her skirt had fallen in reverse up her back. I could see her heated breaths fogging the glass under her.

Kayla's pussy was even more plump now, fully engorged but her inner labia was now visible, like a welcoming open flower.

Heather was still smiling when she hurried to her bedroom. She returned with two small butt plugs and some anal lube. She began to lube up the smaller one; I'd stay this was a starter set, for beginners.

Looking devious she positioned the tip at her daughter's tight virgin hole. Then she turned to me and said, 'I want you to do this.' Then handed me the butt plug to use on Kayla. I was happy to oblige. I placed it at her daughter's hole and could see she was breathing harder with anticipation. Her anus was well lubricated and I tenderly began to push the toy in. She pushed back and it was in. I ran my hands over her still-sheathed suntan pantyhose legs. Her sex was intoxicating, her pheromones were a charge for me, or maybe just the silky fabric on her lower half.

My left hand applied pulsing pleasure to the toy lodged in her warm virgin hole, 'How does that feel?" I asked with genuine concern.

'I feel full back there. Like I need to use the restroom.' Kayla said with a tremble in her voice.

'That is totally normal. If you need to go, go, but let's see if you still feel like you need to go when it's out.' I put two fingers around the flange and began to pull out slowly, with a twist. She cooed. 'How are you feeling now?' I asked her. Heather was looking more excited. 'The full feeling is gone.' There was still a tremble in her voice. 'Do you want me to keep doing this?' I put the plug back on her closed anus. 'Yes.' She whispered face still pressed on the table. I slowly worked the small plug in and out, a slow fuck until the anus was relaxed and not fully closing, gaping. I motioned for the next plug and Heather handed it to me. 'Deep breaths Kay, you can do this.' Heather said as I applied a drop of lube and worked it over the next size up, it went in fairly easily. Kayla was breathing steadily, she turned her head and I couldn't see her face now; it was covered by her brown hair. I left the plug there and applied a little more pressure, she was grinding back on me.

I was starting to feel recharged with my penis returning to life. Heather had noticed too as she reached for my member and playfully worked it. She wiped two fingers over my holes and collected some pre-cum dripping from me. Heather wiped it over her lips before licking her lips. I leaned over and kissed her, soft at first, but then harder, mouths fully open, tongues battling for each other. I stood up and removed the plug from the cheerleader's mildly gaping hole. Heather and I still kissing deeply I placed my cock at her ass and worked it into the base. Her asshole was more willing than her vagina was, I didn't feel any of the pain of tightness that I did with her pussy. Her anus was a perfect grip.

"How does that feel for you? I had to break the kiss to ask. My left hand had gotten into Heather's tights and was fingering her pussy. Kayla said, 'Better than I thought it would. It's my first time and... it's a nice full feeling. Just go slow Brad, please.'

I was pushing my multi-task limits. I had never been with two women at the same time. Slowly ass fucking Kayla, she was even starting to fuck back, while I was making out with her mom and working her pussy. Heather's gusset was completely soaked, her vagina was wetter than I could ever imagine. I snaked my hand from her tights and licked my fingers; the smell was intoxicating and I could feel my dick pulsing with more pre-cum in Kayla's ass.

I began pulling out completely then back in, moving my motions faster. Kayla was now becoming vocal, one hand was grasping the table with white knuckles, and the other was now holding onto the open ass cheek, pulling it up. She was now fucking me harder, maybe even harder than her mother did. Every thrust was to the hilt, balls deep in her bowels. She came. Hard. Burring her pulsing anus around my shaft. Her hand let go of her cheek and held onto the table. She paused for what seemed like an eternity with me buried in her. Her arched back and the view below me was impossibly sexy. She began circling her hips, rolling my cock around inside her. She was moaning again, removed her hair from her face, and was now watching me for the first time. Her brown eyes were staring at me as she worked her anus on my pole. I grabbed her pantyhosed waist and began to roughly fuck her sexy ass. Her eyes closed and I could see her breath increasing on the table. Heather was rubbing my ass but I couldn't focus on both as I was about to cum. I buried myself and filled her hole with its first of many loads of cum.

Kayla expertly clenched my dick with just the right amount of milking pressure, very much like her mom. I slowly pulled out and with it the cum, drooling over her puffy pussy and down the inner thigh of her tan sheer to waist hosiery. Heather knelt and began cleaning my cock again, with expert precision. Kayla slowly stood on her knees; her nineteen-year-old asshole still gaping. Her skirt fell back into place and she grabbed me by the shirt, landing a kiss on me. It felt like time stopped. I was in bliss and it seemed like she was too. Kayla dismounted the coffee table, knees bright red. She lost her footing, dizzy for a second, but she caught herself on the couch, landing with a puff. All modesty was disregarded now, she had her beautiful sex on display, leaking our juices and framed by the sexy torn pantyhose.

"That was your first time??" I asked, and she nodded. 'Those skills must be inherited then.' She was looking tired but smiled. I sat down with her and massaged her silky legs and feet. Heather was now working on my balls. Kayla scooched over to me and put her shoulder into my chest. I put my arm around her and cupped her youthful globes. She moaned, and I moaned. It was getting late but I was feeling so comfortable with these two goddesses. I apologized to both of them.

'This was quite the gift ladies. And it's getting late...' Heather was looking up at me. 'You can stay here if you want.'

'Of course I want to, but I need to get home to my pups. Life as a dog dad and all.'

Kayla looked at me. 'You can come back tomorrow? right?'

'Nothing would stop me.' Both mother and daughter were smiling, Heather hugging my leg.