9 comments/ 176352 views/ 31 favorites Sharing the Stepdaughter By: sirhugs "Bernice, honey, everything's fine," my ex-wife Paula told her daughter. My ex-step daughter, I guess. Bernice was now 22. When I had split up with Paula, Bernice had been 16, and had always resented me for wanting to share her mother's affections. All of that was long ago, and water under the bridge. I had accidentally encountered Paula while holidaying with my current wife Kim. We had just finished a vigourous three way sex interlude in our beach front cabana. It had been Kim's maiden voyage in Sapphic sex, but she had performed spectacularly. I knew from comments Paula had made that Paula thought Bernice might be interested in an older man experience with me, but I wasn't sure this was the situation she had in mind. "May I come in?" Bernice asked politely, forcing a decision. Paula looked at Kim, who was still slumped between her legs, languidly licking my seed where it flowed out of Paula's ass down the backs of her thighs. Kim in turn lifted her head and arched an eyebrow at me. I shrugged. The entire episode thus far had not suffered by my just following along. I figured I would lean back on my cushion and watch how Bernice reacted. That would give me my cue. "What the fuck?" Bernice exclaimed even before coming through the door. She stepped into the little hut, leaving the door open behind her. I had not seen my former step daughter in six years. I had never been one of those sick guys who lusted after some adolescent girl. When I had known her Bernice had been a soft, doughy sixteen year old, her baby blonde hair just starting to mature into a honey shade, her wide ass not yet matched by any decent tits. Okay, maybe I had looked a little. If so, what I saw had not yet ripened. The beauty standing inside our cabana was a different story. The little girl had not grown up, in height anyway. She barely stood as tall as my chin. She however had not grown out either. I later learned that Bernice had become a state champion contender wrestler, which meant she obsessed with building muscle and shedding fat. I was at just the right angle to see that her once too wide hips now just curved nicely back into a tight muscled ass, barely contained in a teeny little sea green bikini, out of which emerged two short but shapely stems. Paula chuckled, watching my eyes travel down as I drank in each plane of Bernice's musculature. "You always have had a thing for calves, Stan." "Yeah, he likes imagining them wrapped around him..." Kim added, "...first around his face and then around his ass." "I think it's Bernice's ass he's thinking about," Paula laughed. Bernice blushed. I noticed that, so my eyes weren't totally glued to her butt. As I looked upwards, I saw that her chest had grown tremendously since we had parted ways. What were once lemons were now watermelons. Naked watermelons. Bernice would never have to resort, like her mother had, to a boob job to grow self esteem. She had grown quite nicely naturally. It suddenly registered that Bernice was topless, and the lack of tan lines suggested that this was not a new experience for her. Her freckled boobs were crowned by a fine pair of puffy pink nipples, blossoming out to great me more with each shallow breath Bernice attempted. "I think he likes more than her ass," Kimmy teased. I felt my cock starting to throb. That familiar feeling meant that just a bit more stimulation and my rod would swell and get chubby, and then, it would begin rising, defying gravity. If I didn't stop this process, it soon would be shouting, "Hello, world, I'm horny and proud of it." That small section of my brain not thinking about fucking Bernice immediately realized that although Paula had hoped for a threesome including Bernice, I had no way yet to know if Bernice shared this desire. The swelling nipples might just be an automatic reaction to stress, or embarrassment. Her smile however, blossomed as the corners of her lips curled upwards, seeming to reach beyond the edge of her ears to the sky. Bernice still had the apple red cheeks which I recalled from her childhood, but at 22, the bone structure was all movie star, and no more Shirley Temple. The sparkle shone into her eyes, which were brown with flecks of gold. My cock passed the point of no return, rising from between my thighs and hoisting the fat head upwards, unaided by touch, but not needing any further stimulation than the vision of how beautiful my former step daughter had become. "Wow, considering all the fucking already this morning, you're sure reviving quickly," Kimmy commented. "Who has Stan been fucking?" Bernice asked. This suddenly reminded me that Bernice had spent the entire ten years I was with Paula hating me. I had no reason to think she had changed her view. "Both of us, dear," Paula answered. She quietly took a few steps over, easing behind Bernice, who responded silently by taking another step into the snug cabana. I now could feel her body heat. "But first your Mom made love to me, and, well, I returned the favour, but what I did was pretty much just fucking, not much love involved," Kim added, as Paula took advantage of the distraction to quietly close the door. "Mom!" Bernice exclaimed, her blush now flaming angrily as she turned to face Paula, "you are such a slut." "You weren't complaining last night when you were listening to me get myself off." Paula replied. "I might be a slut, but at least I gather good memories, which in turn seemed to help you be pleased." "You knew I was awake, and you still kept going?" Bernice asked, her voice faltering as she slowly calmed down a bit. I still was unable to gauge her response. Was she angry, excited, amused, or some mixture of all of these? "Of course, darling," replied Paula, " by the time that I realized that you were awake and watching, I was way too far along to stop, and I figured if you got some enjoyment as well, it wasn't costing me anything. I mean, it's not like I asked you to lick my pussy or fuck me with a big fat dildo." "Like...like... that one on the cot?" Bernice stammered, pointing to the toy which my ex-wife had used to fuck my wife a short while ago. "Well, that one is actually a vibrator, dear, but the same general idea." Kim and I happened to make eye contact just then. I wondered whether, like me, Kim noticed that Bernice had not replied to the pussy licking part of the comment. Kim's tongue wet her lips, and her left hand idly rubbed her bare tummy. Her nipples responded with arousal. Bernice might not have verbally replied to her mother, but when I broke eye contact with Kim and looked back at my ex stepdaughter, I saw that her puffy young nipples were now even more prominent. Her tits bobbled up and down as she began breathing heavily. My excited cock started bouncing in rhythm with her movements. "But Stan is such an asshole, Mom, how could you?" "Sometimes when I get horny, it doesn't matter who the guy is attached to the cock, my dear. Besides which, Stan was always a great fuck. Our problems were never in bed." Paula blushed. "In fact, back then I was the repressed one. It took losing Stan and experiencing other lovers to know just how good he was. When I met Kim last night, and realized I might have another shot with Stan – just to fuck, not for life- how could I say 'no'?" I noticed that as Paula spoke, Bernice's eyes flicked from looking at Paula, across to Kim, and then to me. As she looked at me, Bernice could not look me in the eye. I realized that her glance was travelling down my body, and that suddenly she was staring at my hard cock. The trusty soldier stood at even crisper attention and saluted her. Like Kim a moment ago, Bernice unconsciously licked her lips. "That's right, Bernice, Stan is a special man," Kim added, stepping over and rubbing her side up and down my torso, catlike, and then licking my neck. The back of her hand just barely brushed the tip of my cock, perhaps accidentally. "And I discovered that Kim is also an extraordinary lover." Paula continued. Kim kissed the tip of my left shoulder and ran her tongue across my chest, licking all around my nipple. Her palm cupped my shaft. This was no accident. My wife was making out with me in front of my ex wife and former stepdaughter. I looked to see how they reacted. Not shockingly, Paula was enjoying the display. I was a bit surprised however, that she rubbed her tummy and allowed one hand to curl around her groin, her middle finger starting to caress her pussy right in front of her daughter, while with her other hand, she caressed her breast slowly, in gentle slow circles, starting at the bottom edge and working inwards, brushing but not grabbing the nipple, gradually pushing the mound tight against her other tit. Despite her bravado about wanting a three-way with Bernice, I had not been sure that Paula, who I still remembered as my repressed wife of old, could be so bold. The other three of us paused and watched for a moment, until while Kim resumed massaging my scrotum, Paula leaned back against the wall for support, her knees quivering, and moaned, her eyes shut. Her implants made her scrunched together tits look like two pillows about to burst open in a sorority fight. "See what I mean, honey," she finally muttered to Bernice, "Kim has a magic touch. Just thinking of it gets me too wet to control myself." Just then Kim dropped to her knees, her tongue flattened and dragging through the hair on my belly down to my pubes. She ran her lips around the base of my cock, suckling my short and curlies. After once around, Kim began stabbing just the tip of her tongue out from between her tiny perfect teeth, licking the flesh where she had tugged the hair away. Bernice was staring at this display, her lower jaw slack, her mouth wide open. A thin trail of drool dangled from her lip. The pearly drop at the bottom reminded me of cum dangling from a mouth after a blowjob. I realized that my stepdaughter had one of those big lipped wide mouths that looked designed just for cocksucking. I wished that her saliva was truly mixed with my semen. This thought made my rock hard cock throb harder, waggling up and down. In response, Kim knelt directly beneath my balls and began flipping her tongue up into the space behind my balls. My rod craned itself higher with each touch of her flesh. I glanced over at Paula. She was slumped all the way to the floor, her legs spread wide open. Watching her made my cock twitch more. Her right hand was caressing her breast. Four fingers of her left hand were buried in her snatch, the thumb busily frigging her clit. She seemed oblivious to the fact that her own daughter was watching the whole scene. Kim chose that point to abandon her not quite blowjob. She backed off a bit, and, still on her knees, turned around and gave Paula deep, tongue twisting kiss, the fingers of her left hand gently cupping my ex-wife's chin, with just enough pressure to steady the contact, since Paula clearly did not need to be forced to stay in place and enjoy the spit swapping. This left my hard cock dangling in mid air, a slight sheen of precum on the swollen purple protuberance. "You might be a jerk, but you do have a great looking cock, Stan," Bernice said, wiping the back of her left hand across the chin to catch her drool. "I can understand why Mom might want a piece of you, just for old time's sake." She giggled girlishly and blushed, a reminder just how young she was. I slumped back onto the bed, weight on my elbows, feet dangling. I did not bother to stroke my cock to keep hard. It stood up straight like a flag pole. All I needed to do to maintain that was occasionally glance at Kim and Paula, and in between, admire this beautiful young woman who hated me, but loved my cock, or at least, the look of it. With any luck, we would find out how much she really loved it. After all, she had not yet run screaming. "How do you feel about Kim with your Mom though?" I asked, tilting my chin in the direction of the two women on the floor by the door. Kim was now nuzzling Paula's neck, her tongue bathing my ex-wife's throat in mushy kisses. She gently lifted Paula's hand off Paula's breast and placed it under her own. As Paula slowly massaged Kim's tit, Kim rubbed her hand between Paula's huge knockers, gradually moving her whole arm in wider circles stroking each breast, lifting them closer so that they bounced up against each other. Paula was squealing with delight. Bernice could not help but stare at her mother. "Since she got the boob job, she's been bringing guys home almost every night. I lay there in my bed, hearing them fucking. The wall between our bedrooms is very thin. She fucks guys from work. If none of them want to "come over for a home cooked meal", she'll go out to a bar and pick up a stranger. She's fucked almost all of our neighbours. Even when I get home in the afternoon from school, I'll find her fucking her lunch date, or one of the neighbours whose wife is at work. Those times, she doesn't even bother closing her door. More than once, I've even tripped over them fucking in the living room. Or the dining room, or the kitchen even. So watching my mom fuck is no big deal." Bernice blushed a deep crimson. "Sometimes, I get so turned on by what I see or hear that I have to get myself off right away. I think that Mom figured that out too. In fact, I think that, for her, listening to me might get her as excited as she gets me." I reflected upon the comments which I had overheard earlier, where Paula had confessed a desire to teach her daughter through an Older Man Experience. Bernice's information put that into a whole new light. Kim paused, removing her tongue from Paula's navel just long enough to ask, "But you never fucked any of those older cocks?" "No," gasped Bernice, sounding shocked by the idea. "Not even suck one?" I asked, though my attention was shifted to watching my wife describe ever decreasing circles around Paula's pubes. Paula pulled her fist out and held Kim's head close to her belly. Kim's flat tongue bathed my ex wife's skin. Then Kim stabbed teasingly at Paula's labia. Bernice breathed deeply before answering me, gaining a bit more composure. She shifted her legs a bit wider. Her head swivelled as she looked from my cock to the two older women by the door, and then back to me on the bed. "None of them looked as tasty as yours." This comment broke Paula's silence. "What do you know about tasty looking cocks?" she asked Bernice. "I might not have sucked any older guys, Mom, but I've tasted my share of guys my own age. That's how I know that Stan's cock is special. Not only is it huge, but getting hard again right after you guys have just fucked would be a challenge for even a young guy. Most of the guys I fuck need a good tongue bath to get stiff for round two." As Bernice spoke, without thinking about what I was doing, I began stroking my shaft, wrapping my palm loosely around my erection, and caressing myself in a circular motion, rolling the fat helmet deep into my flesh. Bernice's tongue ran across her lips. Her eyes were focussed on my cock. Kimmy meanwhile had started alternately kissing the insides of Paula's thighs and stabbing just the tip of her tongue into my ex wife's pussy. Paula sighed and slumped further onto the floor, so that she was almost laying flat. "It looks like your Mom is kind of distracted," I said, tilting my chin to draw Bernice's attention to the two women. "I've never seen older women licking each other," Bernice replied. " Lots of my friends fooled around in college, and a few had hot moms who came to parent days, but the closest I came to seeing something like this was when the gal in the next room had her Mom stay over and I heard them through the wall all night. I jilled myself silly till dawn." "So two women do turn you on?" Bernice blushed again. I was amazed that she could be standing here, almost nude, watching my wife have sex with her mother while I stroked my cock, and still be embarrassed. It was too cute. As if on cue, Bernice hooked her thumbs into the sides of her bikini bottoms and started to roll them off of her womanly hips. "I guess I shouldn't be the only one not naked," she said, talking to herself. Her eyes still darted from where Kim was now lapping at her Mom's cunt to my cock. I was conflicted where to focus. Fortunately, Bernice moved slowly, pausing like a stripper and holding her hands on her hips. That allowed me a moment to enjoy watching how Paula had her legs drawn up, feet flat on the floor, knees wide, so that her pussy was pulled open and available for my wife. Any reluctance Kim might have had earlier about eating pussy had vanished. At that instant, I realized that this would not just be a one time on vacation thing. I knew that Kim now would be a dedicated bisexual, and that I would need to expect and adjust to her seeking out women to eat, and be eaten by. I thought 'I just hope she shares.' Just as I finished that thought, further movement of Bernice's bright bikini caught my eye and I rolled a bit onto one side to watch as her bush came into view. My hand casually stroked my aching cock. I could feel the pee slit gaping open, the warm air teasing the tender inner flesh as faint hints of precum seeped. My balls were clenched tight up into my belly, ready to expel a great burst of seed. I willed them to relax, to savour the moment. I wanted to see how far this adventure might continue, as I knew it might never be repeated. Bernice finished rolling her bottoms loose. Once they passed the wide point of her hips, they fell smoothly to the floor. She stood tall and proud, not shy, hands on hips, her knees spread wider after the fabric had fluttered past. "Like what you see, Stan?" she laughed. Her pubes were trimmed into a clever little heart shape. It was my turn to laugh. "Well, I guess that proves that you aren't 16 any more." "What do you mean?" "I don't think you did that yourself. Is that the answer to my question about how you feel about girl on girl sex?" "Just cause I get a trim doesn't mean..." she began, but her renewed blushing gave her away. "Anyway, what you do might be one thing. Watching your Mom get eaten by my new wife might be different, I guess." We both then were silent a moment as we watched Kim bury her whole face nose deep into Paula, her jaw working up and down while at the same time rotating her head from side to side. "She's nibbling her cunt lips and lapping at her clit at the same time," Bernice said. "And look at how the contact between Kim's hair and cheeks is making your Mom's thighs glow," I added. I glanced back towards Bernice just in time to see her trail her hand down across her tummy, unconsciously repeating the same motion her mother had used earlier. Like Paula, Bernice rested her hand just above her pubes, but just for a second, and then she easily pushed the petals open, the moistness already so far along that an intense scent immediately filled my nostrils. "I love how much like honey a sweet young cunt smells," I said, not really meaning to be talking out loud. Bernice giggled, lifting her hand out of her pussy to cover her mouth. Once again, I marvelled at the mixture of girlish embarrassment and wanton lust. My cock liked it too, waggling in counterpoint tempo with Bernice's laughter. Apparently she was looking at this, since she laughed harder and pointed at it. "I'd love to lick that for you, just like Kim is licking Mom, but I'd hate for Mom to be too busy to share my first old guy cock." As she spoke, she pulled her labia wide, flexing her knees to give me a good view of her inner flesh, her clit standing erect out of its hood. "Try not to waste that load, though, okay? I hear that you old guys can't recover as well as the young guys that I've fucked before, and since I know that you already came at least once, I wouldn't want to miss my chance." Sharing the Stepdaughter She paused again and looked dreamily at the ceiling of the tiny cabin, which was pungent with the mixture of stale sex and the fresh scents of mother and daughter. There was likely some of Kim's nectar in the air as well. With a glance, I confirmed that Kim's juices were flowing freely down her thighs, more flood than trickle. "I can't decide though whether to swallow your cum, or let you fill me up with your creamy seed," Bernice said breathlessly, her fingers beating a rapid pattern all around her clit, which was dancing like a leaf in a storm pool. Her knees were quaking and I wondered whether she might collapse in a heat on top of Kim and Paula, who were almost underneath her. I focussed my attention next on Kim's ass, which she had thrust up in the air while she attacked Paula's clit. The licking and chewing motions were causing Kim to hump backwards, almost begging to be assfucked, or at least taken doggy style. I quickly remember though that Bernice wanted my next offering. I hoped that Kim's enthusiasm for my fucking Paula would not turn to jealousy if I fucked, or fed my seed to, this hungry young minx. From the way she was devouring Paula, slurping up copious amounts of fluid, while teasingly maintaining Paula just at the brink of explosion, I thought Kim had little reason to complain, but if she reacted to pussy lapping like she did to cock sucking, she would be immensely horny, and would demand an orgasm of her own. If I wasn't free to give it to her, and Bernice was occupied, I hoped that she would be happy to trade favours with Paula. Paula was now grunting rather than moaning, raising her hips up to meet Kim's mouth, bracing her wrists on the floor, head thrashing side to side. "Oh, that's it, Kimmy, tongue fuck me!" she screamed. This caught Bernice's attention. My young ex step daughter slumped against the wall and sank slowly to the floor next to her mother. Timing her actions carefully while still fisting her own cunt - now using a deep thrusting motion - she leaned across and kissed her Mom deeply and most undaughterlike when Paula turned that direction. My poor cock was throbbing, my balls right up in my groin. I gripped the root of my shaft tightly to prevent a premature explosion. Paula was shaking, her body wracked with spasms. I knew from old times that this was the beginning of long chain of orgasms, each one building more intensity, until finally; she would reach a crescendo, and then crash. If Bernice had spent as much time listening to and peeping at her Mom's fucking, she too would know this, except I suspected that Bernice was almost lost in her own world "That's right, save that for me," Bernice panted, breaking off the kiss with her mother. Apparently she was not too far along to remember how she wanted my next load of cum. Each word was spaced by a pause as she gasped for air. In the silences, I could hear the sucking sounds not just of Kim's eating Paula, but of Bernice with her hand stuck wrist deep into her cunt, creating suction as her pussy lips tried to close. I could see that she was very wet, and that her fist slid smoothly into the flesh. Her firm young tits bobbed up and down as she breathed, the nipples straining towards me. Paula kissed her daughter's neck and nuzzled her throat, awkwardly twisting around, trapping Kim's head tightly inside her thighs. Mother touched daughter's left breast, hefting it. As experienced with women as Paula was, she still seemed hesitant as she crossed this line with her child. Bernice encouraged her Mom by softly stroking Paula's back, a long finger occasionally reaching low enough to tease Paula's sensitive ass. Bernice moved her other hand to imitate her mother, cupping Paula's right tit, lifting it slowly, rubbing. Paula now followed Bernice's lead, working inwards to the nipple. Kim continued munching on Paula, but reached a hand over to rub Bernice's clit with small circular motions. As Bernice began squeezing Paula's nipple, getting the same sweet torture in return, I decided it was time for me to do more than watch. Perhaps assisting the women would distract me from my own needs. I used my elbows to push up off the bed. With the tight space, this brought me right behind Kim, whose recently fucked ass was still thrusting back towards me. It was all I could do to regain my balance before my cock accidentally got buried, though whether it would have entered her anus or her pussy I wasn't sure. My action startled Bernice out of her reverie and she interrupted her grooming of her Mom long enough to bark, "Hey, sailor, save that cock for me." Paula gave a lusty belly laugh in response. I had never intended to fuck Kim, at least not yet, not before Bernice got her load. I dropped quickly to my knees. Instead of grabbing Kim's haunches and burying my shaft deep into her dripping cunt from behind, I bent lower, until my face was brushing the rough carpet. I reached up and pulled Kim's thighs open. She moaned in response, but it was muffled, since her face was still buried deep inside Paula's swollen pussy. Paula was way past moaning, her groans verging on screams. This permitted Bernice to edge out of her mother's embrace as I rolled over onto my back and slurped the pussy juice from Kim's thighs before it dried. My new position, on my back on the floor with my head raised underneath my wife, left my aching cock sticking straight up in the warm beach air. Any breeze was blocked by the cabana, but the exposed position still felt odd. Fortunately, this sensation was altered almost immediately, as Bernice knelt between my legs. She made sure that her actions had distracted me from eating Kim long enough for Bernice to grin at me and lick her already moist lips before lowering her wide open mouth effortlessly over my fat cock - a feat very few mature women could accomplish. I was amazed that Bernice, with no prior older man experience at least, could manage, and manage well. Her teeth did not scrape my sensitive skin at all as she deep throated me in a smooth dive. Once I was facing her halo of thick hair, her tongue racing in circles around the root of my cock, I returned my attention to eating Kim. My wife was starting to hump her pubes against my face so enthusiastically that her pelvic rim was slamming my nose with such fervour that I was afraid she would break me. Paula meanwhile was arching with increasing force onto Kim's tongue, only her shoulders bracing against the wall behind her. I knew she was either already into orgasm, suppressing her screams, or that a flood of pleasure was about to occur. I attacked Kim's quim even more urgently, knowing that my current wife desired and deserved orgasm as much as my ex wife. If I wanted this amazing adventure to continue, or be repeated in the future, I knew I had to hold up my end. Bernice slowly raised her head up, her lips locked tightly around my shaft, maintaining suction. In unconscious duplication, I began drawing Kim's clit into my mouth and sucking it like a tit, or, I guess, like a cock, though I had never been the sucker, only the suckee, and I had never had a blow job as intense as the one Bernice was now delivering. It was bound to be brief, but to prolong it as long as possible, my ex stepdaughter clamped her fingers tightly around my root, carefully not touching my balls, not even brushing the nest of hairs surrounding my scrotum. As her mouth went down on the shaft, Bernice rolled her tongue all around my girth, shifting the helmet from one cheek to the other, her teeth just grazing the soft ridge of flesh where head met shaft, and then teasing the even more sensitive flap underneath. Kim began panting and groaning, her attention briefly diverted from Paula as my teeth stimulated her clit. I knew from the sounds of the two older women that climax was near. Bernice had now withdrawn my shaft from her mouth and was teasing the slit on the tip of my cock with her tongue. "Lots of tasty precum, Stan," she said. "I bet you're just about ready, but I want all three of you to get off together." I wondered whether she had yet decided whether to take my load into her mouth or her pussy, but I was too busy nibbling Kim to ask. Bernice continued rolling her tongue around the rim of my helmet, veering up the underside of my cockhead to slurp up more precum. I was barely able to keep from drowning; Kim was flooding my face and her own thighs so much with pussy juice. From the sloppiness of the sounds where Kim was doing the same to Paula, I knew that the floor beneath my ex wife must be sodden as well. Kim's hips were rotating and bucking backwards at the same time. The twisting was a common reaction that she displayed in response to oral sex, though prior to this encounter with Paula, she had never seemed to really desire having her pussy eaten – maybe because she disdained giving head. Well, that had certainly changed quickly. Kim was attacking Paula's cunt just as hungrily as Bernice was devouring my cock. Bernice had her fingers clamped even more tightly around my shaft. My hips were rising up off the floor. My balls were straining to explode. I had never experienced this much pain and pleasure together before. Yet, it only got more intense, as Bernice started nipping at the tip if my cock with the edges of her teeth. It was all I could do to keep my mouth around Kim's clit. I must have also bit down with my teeth, although unlike Bernice, my action was involuntary. Kim probably didn't appreciate the difference, as she reared back, her head pulling up, dragging Paula's clit in her own teeth. Both my wife and ex wife were now screaming as this new stimulation pushed them over the edge of climax, their orgasms coming together, as they roared ferociously. I'm sure that the entire beach heard through the thin cabana walls. That was not my immediate concern, however. Kim collapsed in a heap, her loins smothering my face, her juices still running freely into my mouth as her entire body shuddered with aftershocks. I could not see Paula, but heard her moaning, and a faint sound which I thought might be Kim recovering enough to lick Paula clean. Bernice however continued to deny me orgasm. I felt warm breathe on my left shoulder, and then hair dropped over my face from the right side. Paula lowered her face from the right and kissed me roughly, her teeth clattering against mine, her tongue piercing into my mouth as if it was a cock seeking a womb. That meant that it was Kim nibbling my left nipple. "I think you really need to let him come soon, Bernice," Kim said when she came up for air, careful to use her fingernails to continue biting into my tender nipple, almost succeeding in distracting me from the swelling in my groin. "If you don't, his balls might explode, and the hotel might charge us extra to clean up the mess." Bernice giggled, her spittle bathing my cockhead. "Oh, Kim, I think you're way past worrying about the security deposit. But, I'm still not sure where I want this deposit." "Does it really matter? If you want Stan's cock deep in your pussy, that's fine with me and I'm sure he'd like fucking you. He probably hasn't had a pussy as tight as yours in ages. I can't speak for your Mom, but I know I'd love eating my hubby's cream out of you. On the other hand..." now it was Kim's turn to giggle girlishly. "I've never shared a snowball - is that what you call it? I hear that's fun. So if he comes in your mouth, make sure not to swallow. At least not all of it." "Umm...Kim...have you ever...you know..." Bernice stammered, blushing. "Have you ever eaten another woman after she's been fucked by a guy?" "No, but I was just about to lick Stan's sperm seeping out of your Mom's ass when you came in. I bet it would taste even better out of your sweet pussy." "How about you finish cleaning up Mom while I swallow Stan's spurt? I'll save some to share with both of you. We're not done our vacation yet, and I want to make sure Mom is fully ready to guide Stan's fat meat into my cunt before I let him fuck me." "Maybe you should watch him fuck me first," Paula moaned from the sidelines, apparently not as out of it as she appeared. "But now that you mention it, Kim, my ass is still full of spunk and I need it sucked out, so how about you do that while my daughter shows us whether she can take an older guy's load into her throat, or whether she's just a slutty young tease?" I saw the daggers flash between mother and daughter and deduced that I had bailed on the marriage just when a potent sexual rivalry had begun, and now, six years later, I was the battlefield. Luckily, I also had Kim on my side. Well, maybe Kim was on her own side. Whatever her loyalties, she was prepared to take charge, which would have shocked me just hours before. "Well, Paula, I'm happy to eat whatever you have to give, but I think I want to see you put your mouth where your mouth is when it comes to teaching your daughter. I think you need to eat her pussy while Stan pumps into her mouth if you expect me to eat out of your asshole." "Yeah, I know," Paula mumbled, stirring herself up off the floor, "my baby needs to come yet, almost as much as your husband. In fact, Bernice is the only one who hasn't come yet." Kim nudged Paula forward, with a bit more force than necessary, since Paula had begun moving herself. As a result, Paula tumbled over. She almost bumped Bernice off of my cock, but my former stepdaughter took a tighter grip on my shaft and held on as she shifted to lay on the floor with her hips twisted around, a position which permitted her to continue blowing me as I slumped on the cot while Paula's face could fit conveniently between her daughter's splayed thighs, her rump poking up in the air, and mere inches from Kim. Throughout this play, Bernice was raking my scrotum with her nails to keep me stimulated, occasionally blowing a whisper of warm air across my gaping slit. Very little precum was able to leak out, but as a bubble appeared, it was Kim who now lowered her mouth to my meat and teased the tip of her tongue along to capture the moisture. I knew Kim didn't need the wetness to eat out Paula, whose ass gleamed with fresh moisture which had run out of my Paula's pussy, and which had rehydrated my deposit. It was logical, then, though still shocking to see, when Kim thrust her fingers into Paula's ass. Making my ex wife gasp in pleasure and pain combined. The groan was short lived, though, since the pressure forced Paula's mouth right into Bernice's waiting gash. Afterwards, I was able to reflect on how smart Kim was to attack Bernice from both ends, so that the younger woman had no chance to protest either at the incestuous cuntlapping, or the swapping of my precum from Kim's lips to hers. Bernice quickly ran her tongue over her lips as Kim backed away. Paula showed no hesitation about attacking her daughter's wetness, working her tongue and fingers all deep inside that young sex organ. As Bernice lowered herself again to my cock Kim slid back to begin licking between Paula's upraised legs, first cleaning the mixture of fresh and dried secretions from my first wife's thighs, and then slowly working her tongue closer to the forbidden entrance. Kim began by stabbing her tongue into Paula's crevice. I could see Paula's flesh quiver as her knees automatically spread further apart, pulling her butt cheeks wider open. I felt Bernice again swallowing my length and closing her lips around the root of my cock just above where her fingers restrained my explosion, but I was focussed on my shy wife easing her mouth between her predecessor's asscheeks, licking my dried cum trails from the tender flesh surrounding Paula's brown rose. I could see Paula's entire body shaking as a new wave of climax pushed through her even before Kim's tongue had violated Paula's most private passage, the route my cock had opened just a short while before. Kim reached forward with one hand and thrust her fingers deep into Paula's cunt, while never breaking contact with her tongue, which was now circling Paula's sphincter, easing it wider. By now, Kim was getting a full taste of Paula, who in turn was humming appreciation of Bernice's fresh taste. Paula's hips began pushing harder up into the air, capturing Kim entire face deep within my first wife's flesh. Paula's simple long "awwwwww" signalled Kim finally piercing her anal ring. I might have thought Bernice would release her hold on my cock and allow my orgasm to flood her mouth in timing with her Mom's new orgasm, but my ex step daughter was busily enjoying the sensation of having her clit nibbled, and imitated that action by grinding her own teeth gently along the tip of my cock, picking up more stray leaks of precum. No matter how hard she gripped me, my seed was determined to seep up my shaft, and urgently needed to explode. As a diversion, so that I didn't wince too much from Bernice's efforts, I slipped two fingers into Kim's pussy, which was floating naked just over my head, off slightly to my left. I had a hard time finding her clit, because she was so wet, and she never stopped gyrating her hips. Finally, I got a grasp on the swollen flesh, and twirled my fingers around it, making it dance. Kim's pussy clenched around my hand in response and even more fluids flowed down my wrist. Paula's attention was starting to distract Bernice a little more. She pulled her lips back from my cock, though she stayed close enough that I felt the breath as she spoke. "That's it Mom, that's right. I never knew you ate pussy as well as you suck cock, but I'm about to come. Don't stop." "It's not too weird, her being your Mom?" I asked. Perhaps not the most diplomatic moment, but it sort of blurted out. I was way past being in control. "After listening to her and watching her all these years, it just seems natural," Bernice confessed. "Every time I've been with a girl, I've wished it was Mom. And she's better than any of them." By this point, Bernice's breath was washing over my cock in bursts as she grunted each word out separately, gasping for air. "She's got my clit deep in her mouth and is twirling it with her tongue even as she nibbles it," Bernice explained. I glanced at Kim, who subconsciously, perhaps, was imitating Bernice's description of Paula's tonguing. Kim's tongue was cleaning my leaking cum out of Paula's ass with deep thrusting circular motions. Meanwhile, my current wife also had her fist pumping into my first wife's already sloppy pussy. I shook my head in amazement at the changes in my life in just a few hours. So long monogamy. So long uptight Kim. So long missionary position. So long, "are you done yet?" Hello group sex. Hello anal sex. And, right now, the most incredible blow job ever, thanks to Bernice's talents and the surrounding stimulation. Bernice unfortunately chose that moment to glance at my face. Seeing my head shaking she asked, "Am I hurting you? Should I stop?" "Don't stop," I groaned, "please, don't. Just finish me off fast. Unless you have to come first." "Already commmmming," Bernice screamed. These cabanas were built for changing, not fucking, and gave visual privacy, not soundproofing. I was sure half the beach heard Bernice at that moment. The other half must have heard Paula's scream a second later as she pulled her head out from between her daughter's thighs, arching her back as Kim's forearm disappeared even deeper into her cunt and Kim's entire face seemed to be sucked up her ass. Paula collapsed, sprawled across Bernice's body. Somehow, although Bernice's blow job was interrupted, she never released her vice grip on my root, and despite the added urgency created by the latest activities, my load was still restrained. Kim turned her head and smiled at me. "I'd finish that off, but you should really give it to Bernice if you can wait a second until she recovers." Sharing the Stepdaughter My wife's lush lips and teeth were glistening with my second hand seed, and Paula's nectar. The look of her tongue flicking over those ivories almost made me demand that she do the deed. Instead, I said, "Kiss me." Kim obeyed instantly, her lips melding to mine. She shoved her tongue deep into my mouth, forcing me to taste the cocktail we had created. I had never tasted anything like it. I had never even tasted my own semen before. Neither Paula nor Kim had been big on oral sex, and neither would ever kiss me on the rare occasions they had swallowed. I was still deciding whether I liked the flavour when Kim pulled back for air and panted, "my turn to come." I noticed that her fingers had replaced mine in her cunt, and that she was rapidly manipulating her own clit. "You like watching me fuck myself?" Kim teased," you don't mind? You don't feel like you should be my only pleasure source?" Her smile grew wider with each question. Way back in the last functioning logical part of my brain, I wondered about how Kim would behave after we got home from vacation. Sure, I would benefit from her more liberal attitude, but at what price. Which of our friends would also get to taste her, to have their cocks up her ass, to be eaten by her? I just knew that we were past the point of no return. "As long as I get you most, and last,' I replied, instantly and without contemplation proposing a new rule. Kim chuckled. "Maybe, sometimes, when you are around." Her fingers were thrusting deep into her pussy, and she was using her other thumb to fuck her own ass. "Well, how about as long as you tell me how hot it was when you next see me afterwards?" "That sounds fair." This wasn't Kim speaking though. It was Bernice, who had recovered from her climax commenting just before she resumed carefully licking the underside of my balls. She then ran her tongue up the underside of my hard shaft, swirling her tongue around my girth. Bernice's head blocked my view of Kim at just the crucial moment as my wife sighed and slid to the floor beside Paula, sobbing with ecstasy. "Why did I wait so long to find this happiness?" Kim whispered, her voice manifesting the pleasure of climax. Meanwhile, Bernice raised herself up a bit more and swallowed the bulb of my cockhead. She began slowly lowering her mouth down, and then rising up, taking a bit more of me with each repetition. This prolonged, almost torturous pleasure permitted time for Paula and Kim to recover again. I was positioned now with my head back, so I could not see well, but I heard them shifting into what I guessed were better positions to watch the end of this game. "Bernice is so hot," Kim murmured to Paula, "you should be so proud of your girl." "And she tastes even better than she looks," Paula replied, "you should give her a lick." "Maybe I should just taste her off of your lips." "Go for it," I managed to mumble, encouraging Kim to add another experience. "Try the real thing and see if you like pussy generally, since Paula's is the only one you've tasted so far." Kim said nothing further but Bernice's teeth accidentally bit down on my flesh when she was startled by what I assumed to be Kim's tongue rimming her upraised cunt from behind. Paula's giggle punctuated the tiny room, echoing off the walls. "Isn't my baby just as sweet as honey?" she asked. Kim didn't answer though. My wife had always been one never to do half a job, whether cleaning out the garage or sorting the sock drawer. Obviously, she was the same way when it came to eating pussy. Bernice's odour blossomed even more intensely and the sound of Kim munching her rug. "That's it, lick her in long strokes," Paula coached Kim, though I quickly guessed that the comment was as much intended to be play by play for me. As Bernice took my entire length deep into her throat, I marvelled at my good fortune, falling in with three hot horny women who liked sharing. "Suck on her pussy lips," Paula continued. Bernice was moaning around my cock, her saliva dripping out of the corners of her stretched mouth. "Move your tongue around her clit," Paula coached, "in circles, tightening with each turn until you suck it into your mouth." Bernice gasped as her body tensed. She accidentally bit me again, a bit rougher this time. "Oh, dear, you better finish him soon," Paula told her daughter, seeing me wince. Then she instructed Kim. "And you suck Bernice faster so they come together." Which we did, thanks to Kim's efforts, Paula's coaching, and of course the fact that Bernice controlled the timing of my explosion, by releasing the fingers which clamped off my flow. I came as Bernice took my shaft deeper into her throat than on any previous effort. Without warning, she unleashed the torrent. At first it seemed that Bernice would vacuum all of my cum down her throat, but Paula reminded her: "Kim and I want a share of that seed, young lady." After that, Bernice pulled her head back a bit and allowed her cheeks to puff with air. She exhaled the air out her nose as she suctioned my semen into the pockets of her mouth. Kim and Paula, having finished their last orgasms, positioned themselves on either side of Bernice, close enough that I could feel their breath on my thighs. Someone's fingers reached under me and milked every last drop out of my testes. I never did find out who performed that act. Finally, Bernice's mouth was so full that goo was oozing out of the corner of her mouth. Paula, undaunted by the fact that this was her daughter, flicked her tongue out to capture the first drops. Kim then copied that action from the other side. Bernice then backed off with a grin, her teeth shining with my deposit. Kim and Paula bumped heads closing in to see who would kiss Bernice first. Kim won out, kissing my ex stepdaughter just inches above my wilting dick. As she watched her daughter kiss my wife, Paula slid across and met my lips with her own. Her tongue danced across my teeth, allowing me to taste myself. Paula then quickly stabbed her tongue as deep into my mouth as she could but then pulled back, laughing. "My turn, Kim," she said, tugging my wife off of her daughter. Now it was Paula's turn to taste my cum off of her daughter's teeth. Unlike Kim, who had been gentle and tender, Paula seemed to fuck Bernice with her tongue, hungrily thrusting her organ into the orifice. Quickly, but I suspect after all of the stray seed had already been swapped, Bernice and Paula collapsed into a heap on the floor of the cabana, mother and daughter fingering each other, cupping tits, tweaking nipples, and violently fingering clits. Kim sighed as she watched this debauchery, her head pillowed on my chest. As another series of orgasms wracked the incestuous pair, Kim whispered, "Let's leave them to deal with the aftermath, and go back to our room for a nap." From Paula's howl and Bernice's cooing, I was pretty confident neither of them noticed our departure.