Summary:
Mom and daughter fuck each other in front of a live audience.
Thanks to:
Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing.
Note 1:
This is another sequel to 2014's Accidental Gangbang (which was originally a stand-alone story, but after over a million reads and lots of requests, I went back and re-read the rather short and simple original story (which was re-edited in March 2018).
The next story began the next morning, and this one continues that evening at Le Chateau Club. Reading parts one and two aren't mandatory for reading this part, but of course it won't hurt.
Note 2:
In the original story,
Accidental Gangbang
, a bride-to-be named Clarissa realizes she had spent some weeks being Bridezilla, so she decides to give her fiancé Dwayne an early wedding gift to thank him for being so patient. She hides in a two-holed Christmas box so she can surprise him with her virgin ass and whatever else he might choose to enjoy. Unfortunately for her plan (but perhaps fortunately for her sexual awakening), her fiancé's friends unexpectedly show up for his Bachelor Party, and in order to remain anonymous she finds herself sucking cocks and getting fucked by all the men (including her father-in-law-to-be and even her own oblivious father). The only man not to use the anonymous slut-in-a-box was her fiancé... demonstrating that he was a man of loyalty and character.
Her buzzing phone in the next room alerts Dwayne who the slut-in-a-box is, and after he rushes everyone out, he opens the box. After tearfully explaining everything, and to her great surprise finding he's not angry with her, Clarissa finally succeeds in giving her virgin ass to her fiancé, and then gets double penetrated for the first time as well, when the best man walks back in on them to retrieve his wallet, and he too learns the truth about who the boxed slut had been.
In
Accidental Gangbang: A Lez Munchfest,
Clarissa's sexual awakening is pushed further when her best friend, who has tried to convince her to explore her lesbian side for years, devours her at the kitchen table the next morning and also demonstrates on her that the g-spot is not a myth. After a kinky bachelorette party that evening, Clarissa, Amy and her mother go to the famous Le Chateau Club where the party hits a whole new level (with guest appearances by Governor Greene and the always delicious Big Rosie).
This third part continues immediately after Clarissa and her mother double team Big Rosie and playfully hint (actually it's pretty blunt... see below) at some incestuous mom and daughter fucking.
Chapter 2 ended with these words:
Mom and I walked out and down the stairs back to Amy... hand in hand.
I said, drunk on cunt lust and lesbian passion, "Mom, when we get back to Amy's, I'll use my new strap-on on you first."
Mom surprised me once again, as she said, squeezing my hand just before she kissed me again, "I'd love that, dearest, and hopefully in my ass."
And now part three... continuing from that last nasty, yet fucking hot, line....
Accidental Gangbang: An Incest Show
"Mom, I'm going to make you my personal Mommy-slut," I purred, squeezing her hand and feeling that in this new phase of our mother-daughter relationship I needed to be in control, as we leaned against the wall.
"You are, are you?" Mom smiled, her tone playful and one that gave me all the assurance I needed that she was okay with it.
"Yes, I am, Mommy-slut," I said, as I looked into her eyes, feeling a rush of adrenalin from the power I suddenly felt. I added, as my hand went under her skirt and to her pussy (where I discovered she wasn't wearing any panties), "Have you ever been with a woman before?"
"Not before tonight," Mom admitted with a shiver as my fingers traced her pussy lips.
"Me too," I answered, "although it was this morning for me."
"Amy?" Mom asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Yeah, she told me she'd breakfasted on your peach," Mom said with a smile.
"She told you? Peach?" I asked surprised, as I tapped her clit gently.
"Y-y-yes," she trembled, "she said you tasted very good."
"Does she taste good?" I asked, kind of jealous that Mom had tasted my best friend's full flood of pussy cum before I did, although I did taste her first, ever so briefly while she wasn't coming, in the bedroom before my bachelorette party.
"Amazing," she moaned again, as I slid a finger inside her.
"Do you want to taste your daughter's peach?" I asked.
"Before or after you fuck me with the strap-on?" she asked wickedly, and I noticed not answering the question.
"Before," I answered, then insisted on hearing the words, as I explored her insides with my finger, "now answer my question. Does my mother want to lick her daughter's perfect peach?"
"Yes," she moaned, as I began fingering her.
"Yes, what?" I asked, really enjoying the power I was asserting over my mother.
"Yes, Mommy wants to eat my daughter's perfect peach and be her submissive Mommy-slut," she answered, in easily the hottest statement I'd ever heard.
"My soon to be three-hole Mommy-slut," I added.
"I haven't been ass fucked for years," Mom revealed, as she moaned loudly from my finger banging.
"We can't let that sad lack to continue," I said, before I added, pondering how much I was going to tell her about last night, "I haven't been ass fucked since last night."
"I thought you were a good girl," Mom said, with another moan.
"I was before my accidental gangbang last night at Dwayne's bachelor party," I said, giving another broad hint as I glanced downstairs to Amy and saw she was talking to the pretty red-haired woman who was holding the leash of the movie star Laura Madison, who was still on all fours.
"Accidental gangbang?" Mom asked.
"Yeah," I nodded, suddenly distracted by the pretty celebrity in pink lingerie and stockings on the floor.
"Yeah what, honey? Tell me," Mom asked, as I stopped fingering her.
I pulled my finger out and put it to my mouth. "Mmmmmm, yummy."
I took her hand and led her down the stairs as she said, "Wait! Your father was at Dwayne's bachelor party."
I said, my tone ominous, yet revealing nothing for now, "Yes, he was."
Luckily, as I wasn't ready for that full conversation yet, Amy waved to us and yelled, "Sluts, get over here."
"We'll continue this conversation later," I said, as I easily shifted gears from a potential Mistress for my mother to an already established submissive for Amy.
"Okay," Mom said, as we reached Amy hand in hand.
"Sluts, this is Samantha Summers," Amy said.
"Hi, ma'am," Mom and I both greeted simultaneously.
"It's Mistress," the pretty woman clarified with hauteur, as I looked into her hypnotic green eyes. God, she was beautiful. But so intimidating.
"Sorry, hi, Mistress," Mom I both corrected.
"How was Big Rosie?" Amy asked.
"Exquisite," Mom said.
"Tantalizing," I added.
"She is one of a kind," Amy nodded.
"Are you two sluts incestuous?" Mistress Samantha asked.
"Not yet," I answered, before adding, "we were just discussing how we might accomplish that."
"69, now!" the redhead ordered. "Right here, right now."
"Really?" I asked.
"It wasn't a suggestion," she glowered, her tone one of utter impatience. "Be good lesbian incestuous sluts and put on a good show for us, and I will give you my slut for the night."
I looked down at the pretty celebrity, her head down.
"Look up, slut," Samantha ordered her.
"Sorry, Mistress," Laura said, looking up, her cheeks red with shame, her necklace prominent enough to read clearly, spelling out in beds of diamonds: OWNED SLUT.
"Are you willing to be these two's pet for the rest of the night?" she asked.
"Three," Amy corrected.
"Okay, three," Samantha agreed, although you could tell she was slightly annoyed at the impertinent interruption.
"Yes, Mistress," Laura agreed, looking up at the two of us... Amy not in her view.
"Maybe after you see these two incestuous sluts 69, you'll want to do the same with your own mother,' Samantha added.
Laura didn't respond, although a slight wince in her face hinted she didn't like that threat.
"So get on the table, sluts," Samantha ordered.
"Right here?" I asked again, thinking, hoping, we maybe could go to a private room. It was one thing to do all the kinky shit I did tonight on my own in front of all these strangers, it was an entirely different thing to openly commit incest in front of them.
"No, let's go outside and do it next to the highway," she said sarcastically. "Of course, here."
"Now, sluts," Amy ordered. "You both agreed you're my sluts now. That means obeying all orders, and I'm loaning you to Mistress Samantha for a while because she's excellent at what she does."
"Yes, Mistress Amy," Mom agreed, as she climbed onto the table and lay face up on it, obviously willing to do anything ordered. "Come sit on Mommy's face, you peachy bridal slut."
"Yes, Mommy," I agreed, deciding if we were going to do this right here, right now, we'd make it one hot as fuck incestuous scene... and the term 'Mommy' sounded so much hotter than 'Mom' or 'Mother'.
I crawled onto the table, a rush of adrenaline coursing through me, as unlike last night, this time I was about to
willingly
commit incest, and straddled my mother.
"Good girls," Mistress Amy approved.
"Dive into your Mom's cunt, slut," Mistress Samantha ordered, the two Mistresses having very different approaches. It really made me wonder how Laura could have ended up as a pet for her. That thought would have to wait as I pulled up Mom's red skirt, learning her black nylons weren't thigh highs, but stockings attached to a garter-belt. I was now staring directly into my Mom's hairy pussy.
As I leaned down to taste my mother, I felt her tongue part my pussy lips. I moaned, "Yes, Mommy, that's really nice," before I 'dove in' as ordered and replicated what she was doing to me.
I found a nice path between her wet pussy lips and had only been licking for a few seconds before I heard the same MC from my earlier bachelorette tasks, "Tonight we have a rare special activity, I'm told. A first-time Mom and daughter 69. May I have a spotlight on table thirty-seven?"
I heard gasps.
I heard claps.
My surroundings were suddenly flooded with dazzling light.
I kept my head down, ashamed at the announcement and intimidated by the prominent lighting, but also stimulated by it... as well as by Mom's tongue lapping away hungrily.
