Caroline's back was arched, her eyes closed, face clenched as a deep moan escaped. Charles, still on top of her, could hardly believe what he had heard, what he was seeing. This seemingly wholesome, Christian mother of two daughters had just offered up one of her girls.. and then immediately reached what looked like an incredible orgasm.
Her legs, strong, slick with sweat, wrapped almost painfully around him. He could feel her pussy spasm. He pulled back, almost out of her and then with one hard thrust he pushed deep and came inside of her. Caroline's eyes popped open. She appeared surprised, not expecting to feel his cum fill her like that. She started to say something, far too late, about protection and then stopped realizing it didn't matter at this point.
Caroline dropped back to the pillow, her tits bouncing as she did. Charles pulled back and then thrusting deep once more came again, this time with no resistance from Caroline. She knew what she was getting.
He rolled over to her side, both of them catching their breath. Then he directed her. "Go shower, clean up, we are not done here.."
Caroline again looked like she might protest, but moved to the edge of the bed, sat up and did as she was told, walking to the nearby bathroom defeated. As she walked she picked up a t-shirt and a robe. Charles continued to admire her petite body, ass round and bouncing with each step.
While Caroline showered Charles looked around the room, finding evidence of this family's life. There were family photos in frames. A recent one of a vacation, Both daughters at the beach, wearing modest one piece swimsuits that still showed a lot. They were both beautiful girls. Already he was getting hard, ready to go again. Opening drawers, he went through some of her things. Bras and panties. Most of it fairly plain, but some of it looked expensive.
For a moment Charles thought about just walking down the hall right then. There was nothing stopping him. But it was Caroline's willingness that made this so hot, and how conflicted she was, recognizing it was wrong, but also clearly turned on when he had asked about it. He could not stop thinking about her offer, wondering why she chose Nicole over Hannah.
As he heard the shower turn off, he took out his phone, opened the camera and found a spot on her dresser to prop it up, mostly hidden with only one corner poking out with the lens facing the bed. This was something he wanted to remember. And he might have a use for a video like this.
Caroline opened the bathroom door, wearing the robe she had carried in, it was plain, hid her figure, but he knew what was under there and knew he could get that off her any time he wanted. Her face was still flushed, she appeared to be waiting for Charles to say something. Then looking down she saw how hard he was, her shoulders slumped a little.
"Is this really going to happen?" She asked. "Is there anything I could do for you here instead?"
"You are going to be doing more with me Caroline. But yes, this is definitely happening, with Nicole, and with Hannah"
At the mention of her younger girl Caroline gasped, began to protest. But quickly stopped when she saw Charles' expression. He did not appear likely to change his mind. And she was not surprised by this. She understood how men looked at her daughters, Hannah in particular. She knew how pretty Hannah was, at 18 there was an innocence about her that seemed to bring out the worst impulses in men, and this made her more protective of her. Hannah had been sheltered, even more than her sister. Caroline was fairly sure Nicole would have figured out what was going on here, but not Hannah.
"Tell me about the girls before we go down there. Does either of them have a boyfriend? Have they had sex?" Even as he asked he had a good idea how she would answer.
She shook her head. "They are good girls, they go to church, saving themselves for marriage."
He nodded "Not today though. They can go back to saving themselves later, no one has to know what we do here but they are definitely not saving any part of themselves today. Where do you want this to happen Caroline? In their bed, or here in yours?"
Watching her struggle, forcing her to participate in these decisions was part of what was exciting him. She shrugged then deferred to him "tell me what you want, you can do it. Just get this over with..."
He nodded again, watching her avoid eye contact. He suspected Caroline thought she could have some control over this, so he was going to push things..
"We are going to start with Hannah then. You are going to explain to her what is happening, you are going to get her undressed for me, and we are going to take it from there."
Caroline was flustered. Her face growing red, she could not think of a response, so when Charles pointed to the door she started walking.
Sitting in her room Hannah was frightened, but still thought it was only a robbery. It had not occurred to her that anything else could be happening with her mom and this man. So, when they came into her bedroom she was confused by her mom's bathrobe, she could think of no reason her mom would get changed with this stranger in the house. She saw the man looking at her the way men do, only this was in her bedroom, a private place, it felt different.
As her mom walked closer and started to talk it was clear she was very nervous, her voice shaking. Then she leaned forward, and Hannah could see into the robe, it looked like her mom was not wearing anything else, that she was naked under there.
Charles watched this happening from the door. The room was neat, a desk in a corner, the walls and the sheets on the bed were pink. Caroline was stumbling over her words, and then she just told her daughter to follow her, to come to the main bedroom with them.
Walking down the hall Hannah's eyes went quickly from her mom to Charles. She started to ask a question and her mom shushed her. Entering the bedroom the blankets and sheets piled up on the floor might have given her the first hint of what was going on. Hannah looked more confused, and worried.
Caroline finally started to speak a little more clearly, still quiet, almost whispering to her daughter, she said "It is important for us to get this man to leave our house soon. For that to happen we are going to need to do some things for him."
Hannah was nodding, trying to figure out what these things were, glancing over to the unmade bed.
Caroline continued "These are things you have been taught not to do, but this is a very unusual situation. There are things I have already done for him, and now it is your turn. Just for today, you are going to treat this man like you would a husband. you are going to obey him, no matter what. "
Hannah seemed to be catching on, a look of shock creeping across her face. Her mother's voice became stern. "I am not asking, and he is definitely not asking, you are being told what to do. And to start I need you to get undressed for him. Start with your shorts, take them off right now"
Her head snapped over to the man, then back to her mom. Her long blonde hair bouncing. She shook her head and her mother's voice grew even more stern... "Yes Hannah, if you don't he will be rough with you" Then she stepped closer to her daughter and said in a more consoling tone "Anything we do today does not count like it would in the real world, this is all an exception. We will never talk about it, it will be like I never happened. But right now, there are ways this can get much worse. So listen to me, do as you are told...take off your pants..
In a haze, Hannah reached for the button to her shorts, then unzipped them. Charles watched closely as her plain pink panties came into view. The shorts dropped, emphasizing her long tan legs.
