I didn't want either of them to feel special—both were equal sluts for me, begging the same, dripping the same.

So I teased them more—rubbing my swollen cockhead slow between their stacked holes, sliding up and down, pressing just enough to make them feel the stretch but not giving it yet. They cried for it—moaning desperate, hips bucking wild, shame burning their faces as they competed for my cock.

But I had something else in mind.

I pulled Brittany off the top sudden—she gasped as she fell to the bed beside us—then grabbed Tiffany's legs, flipping her onto her back and dragging her to the edge of the bed, thighs spread wide, pussy glistening and open.

Then I guided Brittany on top of her mom—face to face, chest to chest. Brittany obeyed instant, climbing over, lowering slow until their massive tits squished together—nipples brushing hard, soft flesh overflowing.

Their legs tangled, pussies lining up perfect—wet lips kissing wet lips, sharing the slick heat and mess, juices mixing as they ground subtle against each other.

They moaned deep just from the contact—bodies pressed tight, faces inches apart, broken by lust and shame.

Then, like they read my mind, they started kissing—hungry, deep, tongues tangling messy, moaning into each other's mouths, not caring about anything now, lost completely.

I lined my cock between their pussies—rubbing slow in the tight, warm pocket they made, sliding through both sets of lips at once, feeling the double heat, the double wetness grip me.

My dick loved every slide—throbbing harder, precum mixing with their juices, the ultimate forbidden friction.

They kissed harder—moaning louder into each other—as I ground between them, teasing, owning.

That was it.

My dick lost all control—fucking both their pussies like this, sliding through that tight, warm pocket they made together. The double heat, the double wetness gripping me from both sides—it was too much. My cock just wanted to cum so hard, flood them both.

I left it to chance—stopped guiding, just thrusting wild, letting fate decide which hole took me first.

They both moaned louder—desperate, syncing—as the head nudged and slipped.

Then it went in—warm, wet heaven enveloping me completely. I started thrusting harder, deeper, and looked down: buried in Tiffany's pussy, the shaft rubbing Brittany's swollen clit every time I pulled back and slammed in.

"Fuck… Alex… it feels so big…" Tiffany moaned, voice wrecked, hips bucking up to take more.

"Fuck me too, Alex…" Brittany cried with desperation, grinding her clit against my moving shaft, needy and jealous.

I grabbed Brittany's hips tight—holding her steady as I pounded her mother. "Don't worry, baby… you'll get it too. For now, let's make your mom feel good."

Tiffany moaned louder—pussy clenching hard around me, gushing fresh as I fucked her ruthless. Brittany took her mom's moans as pure pleasure, kissing her neck, biting her ear, turned on by watching me destroy Tiffany.

I kept pushing—hard, fast—then after a few deep thrusts, pulled out slick and slammed into Brittany's waiting pussy.

"Aaahhh—Alex… fuck me harder!" she called, voice breaking as I filled her tight heat.

Tiffany took her daughter's moans with deep kisses—tongues tangling messy, swallowing the cries while I railed Brittany.

Mother and daughter had perfect synergy now—taking my cock turn by turn, moaning into each other, bodies rocking together like they were made for this.

I kept switching—showing both pussies the hardness, the love of my dick, pounding one then the other, juices mixing thick, the room filled with wet slaps and their broken cries.

It was too much—I was about to come.

"I'm coming… gonna make both of you pregnant," I growled, slamming deep into Tiffany first—letting the first thick ropes shoot far into her womb, pulse after pulse.

Then careful—pulled out mid-spurt and thrust into Brittany, giving her the rest—warm pulses flooding her deep, making sure both got my seed, both wombs marked.

They both came rushing—orgasms syncing one after another, pussies spasming wild around me as the thought of me breeding them both hit full force.

"Aaahhhh—fuck!"

"Aaahh… Alex… don't stop!"

I kept thrusting—through their shaking climaxes, making sure every single drop got deep, grinding slow until they were limp, overflowing, completely filled.

Fuck, I came endlessly—thick, heavy ropes pulsing out like I wanted nothing else in this world but to fill them deep, flood their wombs until there was no room left for anything but me.

I fell forward over Brittany—who was still on top of her mother—panting hard, chest slick against her back, my cock buried deep in Tiffany, twitching with the last spurts.

We were all breathing heavy—sweaty, hot, completely broken from lust. My dick still pulsed inside Tiffany's warm pussy, her walls milking every final drop slow and greedy.

I kissed Brittany's hot back—licking the sweat from her skin, tasting salt and sex, making her shiver hard even as she trembled from the session.

Tiffany wrapped her arms around us both—pulling us tight, holding the filthy stack together. We stayed like that for a while, fully connected—bodies pressed, heat shared, hearts pounding in sync.

Tiffany and Brittany turned their heads, finding each other's lips again—kissing slow, deep, moaning soft into the afterglow, tongues lazy now but still hungry.

We lay there naked like animals in heat who'd just finished mating—limp, spent, satisfied beyond words.

No one moved to separate.

No one wanted to.

The room smelled like us—sex, sweat, cum.

And in that moment, nothing else existed.

Just us three—mother, daughter, and me.

Then I rolled to the side, pulling my cock out slow—what felt like forever buried in Tiffany—cum leaking thick as the stack collapsed, bodies untangling with soft whimpers.

They shifted quick—crawling over, pressing close, taking turns kissing me deep. We all kissed—messy, worshipful—Tiffany first, tongue stroking mine hungry, then Brittany, softer but needy, then back to Tiffany as Brittany licked my neck.

They worshipped me fully—hands roaming my chest, lips on my skin, bodies sweaty and hot, pressing against me from both sides.

"We need to get ready for the trip tonight," I said, voice rough, as they moved lower—both mouthing my chest, biting my nipples gentle then hard, making me twitch and harden again despite everything.

"Let's stay together like this the whole weekend," Tiffany murmured, biting my nipple sharp, eyes dark. She wanted us locked away, no trip, just endless fucking.

"Yeah, Alex," Brittany added, licking slow circles around the other nipple, hand drifting down my stomach. "We can have so much fun right here…"

"Don't worry," I smiled, pulling them closer, hands in their hair. "I'll make sure you get the same fun at the beach—and more."

They moaned soft at the promise—bodies pressing tighter, lips finding mine again.

The trip was hours away.

But these two?

They were already ready for round… whatever this was.

And I wasn't saying no.

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