Clementina - S01 E23

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Clementina - S01 E23

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 23

She tossed back what was left in her wine glass and peeled off the sun dress she was half-wearing. She looked perfect. Her large, soft, upturned breasts just starting to trickle a hint of milk, her narrow, toned stomach; her wide but muscular hips, the soft, wrinkled folds of her labia dangling beneath her slit, her large. stiffening clit, and the clear slime slipping from her slit and sliding down her legs. She looked hot.

My mother straddled Ona so that the slime slithering from her slit and ass now trickled off her lobes and down onto Ona's tightly bound body. Ona moaned and made an attempt to shift so that she could get her lips under the trickle, but I planted a foot on her shoulder and pushed her back down. My mother pulled me to her and gave me a long kiss, stroking my cock, rubbing slime up and down the shaft.

"Amateur," Clementina said. She pulled off her swimsuit and straddled Ona as well. I now had my mother on my left and Clementina on my right. Clementina pulled my face to her and pressed her lips to mine. Her tongue slipped between my lips and intertwined with mine. I reached down and squeezed her breasts, squirting a stream of her milk across my own chest, sending it trickling down my stomach past my pulsating foot-long-and-then- some phallite-Induced erection. It mixed with the slime coming from my cock and spread across Ona's stomach.

Ona was now laying helplessly on the concrete patio beneath us, whimpering from frustration. Slime poured from her gaped ass and slit, milk from her breasts. She was definitely hot and ready, but nobody was playing with her. I could only imagine what having a phallite on board and being denied must be like. It had to be horrible for Ona.

Good. I gave my cock a stroke and dangled it above Ona's face, but just before the collecting droplet of slime was about to let go, I moved it back so it landed on her neck just beyond the reach of her tongue.

This torture was beautiful.

I leaned down and began sucking at one of my mother's breasts, taking in the delicious sweet cream. The wine had already gone to my head, this only made it worse.

Clementina bent down next to me and went to work on my mother's other tit. My mom leaned her head back, running her hands through her blonde hair, eyes closed, head back, running her hands through her blonde hair, eyes closed, taking in the pure pleasure. I slipped one hand between her thighs and one between Clementina's, feeling both of their slimy, slick lobes, their engorged clits, their deep, wet asses.

The sensations that overcame me were indescribable. When my mother's flow started to lighten, Clementina stood up and I switched from my mother's breasts to Clementina's, my mother doing the same. The milk was equally delightful, and my cock was now sending out a steady, unbroken stream of slime and pre-come that sluiced from the gaping tip, dripped down and pooled on Ona's stomach.

Ona looked to me almost in shell shock. The desire was driving her mad and she was moaning to herself softly, staring up at the three of us.

My mother disengaged from Clementina's fleshy breast and slipped down onto her knees in front of me. Ona tried to lift herself up and suck on my mother's breasts, but again used my foot to push her back down.

"Try it again, bitch," I said. "I dare you."

Ona stared up at me, frustration glowing in her eyes.

My mom stroked my already throbbing cock, running her finger down from the tip to the base and back. Slime surged from the end, shooting across her breasts and mingling with the remains of the milk that still clung to her skin. She slipped my head into her mouth and circled the tip with her tongue, then pulled it out sending a long string of slime down her chin and milky chest.

I pulled myself from Clementina's breast and moved back up to her lips, pressing mine against hers, intertwining our tongues, swapping slime. I felt my mother move her fingers around near the apex of my cock, teasing the gaping hole at the tip.

Like the rest of my cock, the aperture at the end was substantially bigger, wider than before. Something felt funny about what my mother was doing - though it felt incredible. I looked down. My mother had slipped her index finger into my cock and was now massaging the sensitive spot just under the head from the inside, while stroking the shaft from the outside. I had never had anything Inside my cock except piss, pre-come, and semen. I never thought

I would enjoy something like this, but just another gift of the

phallites this was beyond anything I had ever experienced before.