Ghost of Fantasy Present

Lily fixed three mugs of hot chocolate, and carried them on a tray. She walked out of the kitchen just in time to see her mother rush in through the backyard door. Her mother was naked, her hair all messed up, her bushy pussy was glistening, and she had the look of freshly fucked bliss on her face. Lily quickly guessed her mother was coming from the neighbors after a quick session of goodnight sex.

"Fuck it's so cold," her mother said, shivering.

Lily went to her mother with the tray of hot chocolate.

Her mother picked a mug from the tray and sipped the hot beverage. "Mmmm, just what I needed," she said, and leaned in to kiss Lily on the lips.

Lily tasted the hot chocolate on her mother's mouth. Sweet, and made sweeter by her mother's tongue.

Her mother was free spirited and free loving, which were her preferred terms for what others would call 'a slut'. An avid nudist, there wasn't a pair of eyes in the neighborhood that hadn't seen her naked. Or for that matter, there weren't many in the neighborhood who hadn't felt the insides of her pussy, or her legs wrapped around their waist, or pushed up on their shoulders. Her mother considered it to be the most natural way to life. And Lily was the proof of her mother's lifestyle, growing up without knowing the father, because simply put, there were too many possible candidates.

Until last year, she was ashamed of her mother's lifestyle. But after a bizarre dream, Lily decided to she wanted her mother in her life. So this year, Lily convinced her husband to spend Christmas at her mother's place.

Lily's husband was the complete opposite to her mother. He was sexually conservative, uncomfortable with public display of affection, and wouldn't in his wildest dreams leave the house without two layers of clothing. Right now, he was upstairs in the guest bedroom, where he had been all day, hiding from having to face Lily's nudist mother.

Lily's thoughts came back to present as her mother gently bit on Lily's lower lip. Lily moaned and gently rubbed her thigh against her mother's bushy pussy. Lily was wearing her pj, but still felt the wet heat emanating from her mother's pussy.

"I was just talking about you," her mother said. Still embraced in an eskimo kiss, her mother said, "My neighbor is eager to meet you."

"By meet me, you mean, he wants to fuck me."

"He has a tasty cock, so why not?" her mother said, taking another sip from the mug. By now, she was humping herself on Lily's things, rubbing her pussy on her.

Lily realized her mother was doing it without realizing. Even subconsciously, her mother was a whore. The thought would have disgusted her but after last year's dream, Lily actually loved that about her mother.

Lily chuckled and shook her head. "I can't have sex with any man in the same zipcode as you, mom. You'd have fucked every one of them already."

"Maybe... So?" her mother said, sipping the hot chocolate.

"And you don't know who my father is."

"So?"

"So... your neighbor, he could be my father."

Her mother's grin grew wider. "So?"

"Mom..." Lily said with a mock warning in her voice, but she was smiling. "I'm going to bed."

Her mother laughed and dropped the topic. She slipped her hand through the front of Lily's pj and gave a gentle slap on the pussy. "That's for you. Good night, baby."

Her mother leaned in for another kiss. Lily opened her mouth to invite her mother's tongue, but instead of kissing, her mother stopped just a breadth away from Lily's lips. Then, she spit into Lily's mouth.

"And that's for your husband," her mother said. "Don't swallow before you kiss him."

Laughing, her mother went to her bedroom, carrying the mug of hot chocolate with her. Lily carried the tray with remaining two mugs upstairs to the guest bedroom, softly humming to the Christmas jingle playing in the living room.

Her husband was already in bed, reading a book. She placed the tray on the nightstand, and slipped under the blanket, cuddling next to him.

Lily kissed her husband, passionately. The thought of him tasting her mother's spit made her moan a little.

"Is your mother still awake?" he asked.

"She went to bed."

He sighed. "Finally, I can leave this room without being afraid of facing her."

"You don't have to avoid her, babe" Lily said. "She likes you."

"Yeah, a little too much. You know..." he said, sitting a little straight and turning towards Lily. "She tried to kiss me earlier."

"She kisses everyone. Don't think too much into it."

"She tried to grope me."

"Then grope her back," Lily said, laughing.

"I'm not joking. I know before we came over, you warned me that she's a nudist, but I think it's more than that. Babe, I'm sorry, but... I think your mother is a bit of slut."

"You're too much of prude," Lily said.

She handed him a mug, snuggled up to him, and began nursing her hot chocolate. Her husband went back to reading his book.

As was usual for this time of the year, he was reading one of his favorite books by Charles Dickens. She had never read them herself, but had listened to her husband talk about it so much.

Soon, her eyes became heavy. She kissed her husband goodnight, sunk deeper into the cozy blanket and within a few seconds, was soundly asleep.

That is until, a loud noise woke her up.

Lily opened her eyes and shot up to a sitting position. A bright white ball of light was floating above the foot of the bed. Lily tried to wake her husband, but he receded away from her. The bed grew wider, the room expanded, and soon there was nothing around Lily. It was just her and the ball of light, both of them floating in darkness.

"Come with me, Lily..." the glowing ball said.

Lily closed her eyes. "Here we go again."

* * *

When she opened her eyes, she was floating high above what seemed like a bustling city. The view was different from her previous dream. Last time, she visited a medieval town. But this time, it was a modern city -- buildings, cars, traffic signals...

"Where are we," Lily asked the lightball floating beside her.

"This is an alternate world, Lily. A far away world that could have been. A present that ceased to exist... because of you. A present that could have been if you stayed true to yourself."

"But I changed," Lily insisted. "I got back in touch with my mom. I accepted her for who she is."

"But you haven't accepted what she wants," the lightball said. "Come let me show you. Here no walls will stop you, no ears will hear you--"

"Yeah, yeah, I remember from last time," Lily said, interrupting the glowing ball. "I'm a ghost here."

The ghost-Lily sighed, and followed the lightball, flying down to the city.

The glowing ball led her outside the city, to the suburbs. They descended onto a big house with a huge backyard with a pool and neatly trimmed hedges. Tall walls provided the house with privacy, and by the looks of it, the privacy was being put to good use.

People were busy with sexual activities here and there all across the backyard. Some were wrapped in missionary position on the porch. A little distance away, a group of older men and women were all engaged in an orgy--tangled and laying next to each other and over each other so tightly that they looked like a single organism with multiple arms touching itself. On the other side of the backyard, some were sitting around and watching a woman get rammed in doggy position. Yet another group were playing a game of chasing half-naked women and trying to rip their clothes one by one.

Ghost-Lily passed through the walls of the house and found herself in a wide open courtyard. Like the courtyard from the previous dream, there were people making out and fingering, except instead of medieval furniture, they were sitting on modern furniture.

Just then the main doors opened and a group of men walked into the house. Ghost-Lily turned to look at the men. If the events played out like her previous dream, then any moment her mother would come to greet the newcomers.

But her mother didn't. Instead, it was Lily who came forward to greet the men.

This Lily was the same age the ghost-Lily. Same brunette hair, same 34D breasts, and same 5'10 height. But also, certain things were different about her. There was more life in this Lily's eyes and smile, more spring in her steps. And this Lily had no shame in exposing her body. She was wearing a sheer green dress that hugged her body tightly, with a deep plunge on the front, open back, and a double slit on the side that started high above her hip.

Lily hugged the men and welcomed them with deep long kisses.

Ghost-Lily blushed as she felt every sensation that the other Lily was feeling. She tasted the men's tongue dancing in her mouth, and felt their warm hands as they groped the other Lily, and their fingers probing her cameltoe.

Ghost-Lily turned to the glowing light. "Am I the matriach of this house?" she asked. "Why's my mom not greeting customers?"

"Your mother is busy at the moment," the lightball said. "Today is a special day, and your mother is busy setting up the mood."

"Why is it a special day for my mom?" ghost-Lily asked.

"Not for your mother. Your mother has organized this evening for you, Lily. It's a ritual and it involves you. Come, let me show you."

The other Lily and the men were already walking away. She was leading a man by his hard cock and pulled another man for a deep kiss, as others quickly undressed and followed her deeper into the big house.

They entered a huge room, big enough to host a ballroom dance event. And guessing by the soft music and the number of people in the room, it might as well be such an event. Except that no one was dancing and everyone was naked, both men and women. The room was dimly lit, except a small area in the middle of room where a sort of flood light was shining down onto an elevated stage. On the stage was a bed, and on the bed was a woman on all fours, getting her hair pulled and her pussy fucked from behind. The crowd was cheering and encouraging the two one the stage.

Lily made her way through the crowd towards the stage, and ghost-Lily floated higher to get a better view.

It was her mother. The woman on the stage, getting used like a cheap whore, was her mother.

"Yes... yes..." her mother was saying between thrusts. "Fuck me like you hate me."

The man fucking her was older, probably in his 60s, but was in good shape for his age. He slapped Lily's mother's ass and doubled the force of his thrusts.

Her mother yelped in pleasure and buried her face into the bed.

The man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up. "Show them your face," he said with clenched teeth. "Let them see the face of a true whore."

As always, calling her a whore pushed all the right buttons for Lily's mother. She moaned loud, but her cry was drowned by the crowd's cheering.

At the same the time, the man grabbed her by both hips and pumped into her with force, howling like a wolf. After staying inside her for a few seconds, he pulled out, letting a flood of cum flow out of her mother's glistening pussy.

Her mother and the man regained their breath and stood up, facing the crowd surrounding them in all directions.

Her mother smiled wide as juices drooled from her pussy lips. She kissed the man passionately, making it obvious that she was using a lot of tongue. She then faced the crowd and urged them to clap for the man.

"As always, you fuck like a beast, Mr. Senator," she said, raising her voice above the claps and shouts.

"You bring out that side of me," the senator said.

Grabbing a towel, the mayor climbed down the stage.

Her mother was gleaming with sexual aura as she walked closer to the edge of the stage, letting men touch her pussy and scoop the juices flowing down her thighs. With her sweaty, naked 5'10 body, 32G breasts, and long brunette hair, she looked like a queen, a whore-queen, making her appearance before her loyal subjects. Occasionally, she bent down to kiss someone. Men nearby didn't miss the chance to shove their noses in her pussy. The crowd was got rougher as their lust grew. The rougher the crowd got, the more she encouraged them. A few times, men tried to lick her mother's ass and almost pulled her off the stage. She would have actually loved it. Getting ravished by a rough mob of lusty men, what could be better than that. But not tonight. For tonight, she had something else in mind.

Finally, her mother saw Lily and gestured her to come up on the stage.

Lily kissed her mother, slow and deep and hungrily, and the crowd roared.

Her mother raised a hand to calm the crowd.

"You are always welcome to my house, but I'm especially glad of your presence today," her mother said. "As I have have always said, under my roof, there will be no kink shaming, no body shaming. Everyone can be who they are. Everyone has free access to everyone else. But the more frequent visitors among you might realize this sounds a bit hypocritical. For the past few weeks, I have made my daughter off limits to everyone."

A wave of soft murmurs spread through the crowd.

"There's a good reason," her mother said. "And it all comes to this moment. Today, a ritual will start. A new tradition. And it begins with my daughter." Her mother smiled warmly at Lily as she tucked a strand of Lily's hair behind Lily's ear. "My daughter has been off her birth control pills, and is now ovulating. I was saving her for tonight, because tonight, she will be bred. And it'll be one of you!"

The crowd roared again, louder than before. Her mother sashayed towards the bed in the middle of the stage and grabbed something from under the pillow. It was a pill. Her mother raised a hand to silence the crowd, and showed everyone the pill between her thumb and index finger.

"This pill will knock anyone out, but keep their libido high," her mother said. "Why, you ask?" Her mother looked around at the crowd, a wicked grin spreading on her face. "Because I don't want my daughter to know who bred her. But the rest of us will know. Everyone except Lily will know who's the father of her child. I had a talk with our mayor," Her hand automatically went to her pussy at the thought of her meeting with the mayor. A soft moan escaped her. "And what a good meeting it was... I digress. Our mayor had agreed to declare a holiday and make this ceremony official. Every time any women in my family is ready to get pregnant, we will declare a ceremony. Let the blind breeding ceremony begin."

The crowd cheered.

Her mother walked behind Lily, and hugged her from behind. Then, she grabbed the front of the sheer green dress and ripped it, and threw it towards the audience.

The crowd, unable to hold any longer, rushed onto the stage. Within a few seconds the mother and daughter were surrounded by a lust filled mob of men, lewdly groping the two women, calling them names, and no doubt, eager to pump their seeds into Lily.

With every step the men took towards them, her mother gently walked backwards, still hugging Lily from the back, until they reached the foot of the bed. Then she laid down on the bed, pulled her daughter on top of her, and used her own legs to spread Lily's legs. She stuck out her tongue, showed the crowd the magic pill on her tongue, and kissed Lily.

Lily eagerly took her mother's tongue and swallowed the pill.

When the kiss ended, the two women grinned and hungrily looked at all the naked men standing around the bed with their hard cock in their hands.

"One of them will breed you tonight," her mother said. "Who could it be?" She pointed at a man. "The Senator? Or The Mayor? Well look, all our neighbors are here too? Oh maybe I'll let the school Principal bred you. Well, everyone except you will know." Her mother slapped Lily's breasts. "One these men is going to fuck you like a cheap breeding-meat."

Lily moaned and said something, but the pill was having its effect, so her words came out slurred.

Her mother reached around and slapped Lily's pussy. "Every man you see from now on, you're going to think maybe he's the father of your child. You'll like that won't you?"

Lily tried to respond but words failed. So she simply humped the air with her glistening pussy.

Her mother laughed. "That's my girl. You love it."

The next second, Lily passed out on top of her mother.

The man closest to the bed, the Senator, came forward to plunge his cock into Lily's inviting pussy.

Her mother stopped him by gently placing her leg on the Senator's chest. The Senator backed off. The Mayor took a step forward but her mother shook her head. "Maybe next time. I want someone special to father her first child."

As the crowd exchanged looks, a man shoved through the crowd. People have seen him in the house plenty of times, but with no one knew exactly who he was. He looked handsome, in his 50s, with sexy dad-bod, dark hair showing streaks of grey, a nice bush above his hard cock, and a thick strand of precum drooling from his hard cock.

Her mother grinned at the man. "Come, darling." She used her legs to spread Lily's knees, and kneaded Lily's breasts. "My daughter is ready for you."

The man bent forward and Lily's mother guided his cock into Lily's wet pussy. A soft moan passed through the Lily's sleeping lips. Her mother reached for the man and pulled his head down to give him a deep, passionate kiss.

Then, she whispered in his ear so no one else around them could hear. "I've never told you before. I was waiting for this moment. She's our daughter. Yours. And now she's ready for her father. Breed her. With all these people encouraging you, breed her. With me holding my daughter spread open for you, breed her. Do it, darling. Breed her. Breed our daughter."

Her soft sultry voice was like a magic spell into the man's ears. He stood and with vigor started thrusting into Lily. Her mother felt the force of each pump, and she let the pleasure wash through her.

"Deeper, go deeper into this breeding-meat's cunt," her mother encouraged, and slapped the unconscious Lily's breasts.

People started to jerk off at the scene before them. A few of tried to reach and fondle Lily, but were hesitant. Her mother decided to put their hesitation to rest.

"Don't hesitate," she said. "You're not allowed to cum inside my daughter tonight, but you can do everything else. She's still just a cheap--"

Before she could finish her sentence, people jumped on the bed, kneeling around the two women on all sides. They groped the mother and daughter, kissed them. Someone pushed a their hard cock into her mother's mouth and she eagerly welcomed it.

All the while the man was fucking Lily harder and harder and harder. And he was getting faster. Her mother could sense the man was close.

She looked around at the forest of cocks above her head and said, "Jerk on us as my daughter gets bred. Make snowfall."

As the first rope of cum came down, her mother pulled the sleeping Lily's head back and kissed her, shoving her tongue into her daughter's mouth, exploring the depths of it.

The rain of cum felt almost constant. As soon as someone jerked onto the two women, the next man took his place and sprayed his cum.

Lily's father groaned loud, and her mother knew it was time. She wrapped her legs around Lily's father and pulled him deeper into her daughter, as deep as possible. As deep as a father should be.

And in that same moment, her mother felt her own orgasm wash through her. Still kissing her daughter, she moaned into her mouth.

Call it a mother's intuition, but she knew Lily's egg would be fertilized.

* * *

Lily woke up from her dream, panting and dazed. She was back in her bed. The soft Christmas jingle was still playing downstairs. Lily looked at her husband. He was fast asleep. She fell back on her pillow, smiling and thinking about the dream. She wondered if it was truly her father. Would her mother really do that? She instantly knew the answer. Of course, her mother would do that.