Isekai Milf Story - General Store Edition (54)
I hurriedly made the crystal orb vanish and sat demurely at the edge of the bed, pretending I'd just been waiting.
Soon the door opened, and the two entered the bedroom with flushed faces.
"Did you finish talking? Oh, even Sis..."
"Y-yeah... we did..."
Sis was leaning shyly against the door—whether from a pang of conscience or just plain embarrassment, I couldn't tell.
"Yeah, well, you see, Raoul..."
Cecilia settled lightly beside me, her hip brushing mine, and began explaining. She glossed over creampies, giving only a basic sex ed rundown on male-female intercourse. Wisely, she skipped the harsh "no cumming inside" lecture at this point. This lewd mother-daughter pair clearly couldn't give up the ecstatic pleasure of taking my seed. Cecilia could have hushed it up, but unfortunately, Eli had seen with her own eyes me pumping load after thick load into Cecilia like a beast. No hypocrisy possible there. They'd just have to figure out safe days or birth control on their own. Not that pregnancy was even a risk—I'd made sure of that. Oh, and Cecilia still called my cum "milk." No need to correct that one; she could infer it from context.
As she'd hinted earlier, Cecilia explained there was no need to hide it from her or Eli anymore since they both knew. Just act normal otherwise. They'd clearly discussed some schedule for sharing me, but she didn't bring it up. Smart move. Rigidly dividing my time would make things stiff and awkward. Worse, deciding without my input might piss me off and sour the vibe. Better to let them handle it naturally—step aside when it was the other's turn, read the room. If I wanted extra outside schedule, they'd indulge, but claim a bit more the next day. A neatly flexible system for sharing a man's sex life.
A mother and daughter convincing me to share their sex life with one man... Normally, it'd leave anyone slack-jawed. But I was thinking something else entirely. I figured we'd jump straight to threesomes, but we're one step short. Still, getting this far is impressive... I considered pushing bolder but held back. This ambiguous setup promised some fun reactions from them.
"S-so... we don't have to hide anymore?"
"Yeah. Just keep it secret from outsiders..."
I put on my most apologetic face and turned to Cecilia. "I'm sorry, Cecilia. Sis was just stripping for her art, showing her tits and pussy all pure and innocent... but I couldn't hold back like an idiot... I-I wasn't trying to deceive you."
"N-no, Raoul. It's not your fault..."
"Ughhh..."
Cecilia's eyes widened at my words, shooting Eli a glance. Sis ducked her head in shame. I turned to Sis next. "Sorry, Sis... But Cecilia said it's bad if too much milk builds up in my dick. Could cause a serious illness. Gotta milk it at least every other day..."
"U-ughhh... R-Raoul, I said no need to apologize..."
"........."
This time, Eli glared at her stuttering, beet-red mom. Perfect. Now we're even, all friendly-like.
Anyway... after that day, our relationships shifted into something delightfully weird.
A few days passed.
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-Morning-
"Yawn."
I woke in Eli's room today, unusual for me. Blinking sleep from my eyes, I glanced beside me. Sis slept soundly, her cute little fist tucked under her chin.
Fucked her silly last night, and she sleeps like it's the comfiest thing... Ugh, my body's sore...
I'd crashed in Sis's room after. Officially, because Cecilia okayed her suggestion. Really, it was Eli's turn today. Reminded me of our first sleepover. Unlike the big bed in the master bedroom, Eli's was a single. We'd fucked everywhere in the room till we collapsed, then prepped late for bed. When I offered the floor, she shot me a "as if" glare and wouldn't let me down. Stripped naked, we snuggled under the thin blanket on that cramped bed, rubbing bodies and flirting. At first, she grinned nonstop, disbelieving we were really together. Looked genuinely happy. Of course, we'd fucked through the night too. Moaning "Ahhhn♥" till Cecilia might hear, clutching on the bed, splashing pussy juice everywhere without a thought for cleanup. Then, spent, we'd embrace nude and sleep.
Waking sore and drowsy, eyes closing again, I felt a warm touch between my legs. Fiddling...♥
"Nngh... Sis?"
"Oh, Raoul. You're up?♥"
Our eyes met; she beamed and kept stroking. Under the blanket, her hand gently caressed my dick, teasing it to life with perfect pressure.
"Ahng...♥ It's getting biggg...♥"
After last night's pounding, her stamina overflowed? Freshly awake, her eyes already sparkled with arousal.
"Raoul... It's all hard again... Wanna fuck?♥"
I grabbed her, rolling on top.
"Kyaa~♥"
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"Kids, time to get up... Whoa!"
"Ahng...♥ Nngh... Hn. Hnngh. Haaahhh...♥ Aaahhn! M-Mom? Cl-close the doorrr...♥ Ahn!"
Squish...♥!! Squish...♥!!
Cecilia peeked in to check, face flushing at the sticky sex stench filling the room. Her wide eyes took in me pounding Eli missionary, hips grinding vulgarly. The blanket hid our junctions, heightening the lewdness. One corner bulged where her legs wrapped my waist.
"Y-you're really at it again today... Hurry out for breakfast!"
Blushing furiously, she scolded us.
"Haaahhh... Cecilia? Um... Can I cum in Sis's pussy just once before we go?"
"Wh-what..."
Squiiiish...♥
I stopped thrusting, gazing at her with puppy-dog eyes, begging silently.
Cecilia stammered at the shocking sight. Her daughter splayed beneath, bitch-faced and panting "Hnnghh...♥" sweetly. Me atop, cute as a dog, pleading for sex permission. Using her own dirty talk naturally—"wanna cum in Sis's pussy"—innocently. Reality hitting hard from her own doing. Twisted fulfillment and guilt from corrupting them. Jealousy toward her daughter. Anticipation ahead. Her face twisted dangerously, emotions swirling.
"Nnghh...♥ Mom, pleeease. Ahn♥ H-he'll suffer if we don't milk his dick now. Nngh. Haaahng...♥!"
I paused my hips; Eli ground herself, stimulating her pussy.
In this Sodom-and-Gomorrah depravity, Cecilia blanked, then flushed stammering. "...F-fine. Just hurry and come out... Eli, you'll be late for academy—move it."
"Y-yes, Mooom♥"
"Thank you, Cecilia. ...Nngh."
Squish...♥ Squishsquish...♥!!
"Ahn. Ahn. Aaaahhn...♥ Hn. Haa. Haaaahk...♥!!"
Permission granted, I resumed beastly thrusting, pounding her pussy vulgarly. The voyeurism and sudden pause hypersensitized her; she couldn't hold back, squirting grandly, soaking my crotch.
"Hngaaa...♥ Hehe......"
Sis grinned mischievously, her pussy's bumpy walls clinging tight, gripping my dick flawlessly.
"Ahh... Sis's pussy feels so chewy and tight inside... Feels amazing..."
"R-Raoul, perv...♥ Where'd you learn such dirty talk...♥"
"Nngh... Don't like it, Sis? Should I stop?"
"N-no...♥ Praise me moooore...♥"
"......Gulp."
Cecilia watched the unreal filth, secretly rubbing her thighs, then quietly shut the door.
-Lunchtime-
At lunch, Cecilia closed shop briefly after morning work and came home. Eli was already at academy.
"Raoul. Come heeeere...♥"
Predictably no exceptions. Fresh from morning's debauchery, she hiked her skirt, revealing her sopping pussy.
Soaked no-panties all morning, fantasizing lewdly, huh?
"Favoring Eli only makes Mama lonely...♥"
"Mama..."
Half-reclined on the sofa, legs lewdly spread, pussy lips parting invitingly between plump folds, seducing me. I stripped, slipping into her embrace. Business slacking lately cut profits—no leisurely romps like before. Sensing her urgency as she caressed my ass, I grabbed one leg against the sofa arm, lifting it for easy access, and slid into her drenched, sticky pussy.
Squelch...♥
"Aaang♥"
Squish.... Squish....
She eyed me prettily, one leg over my shoulder, satisfied with the thick, rhythmic sex. As I soaked my crotch and balls in her juices with gentle thrusts, she suddenly clenched, trapping my dick tight.
"Nngh..."
I could force through, but like a loyal pup, I froze, gauging her. Seeing me "obey" like morning, she fluttered her half-lidded lashes with a slutty smile. To erase any jealousy or unease, I licked her elevated leg slavishly.
"Slurp....... Smack. Mmmngh....... Mama...?"
Looking up, she shivered, released, and squirted.
"Nngh. Nothing. Hurry and thrust...♥"
Blissed bitch-faced, she whispered sweetly. Superiority, fulfillment, possessiveness—whatever, it filled her.
"Mngh...♥"
Gulp...♥ Squish...♥
Thrusting awhile longer, she peered up saucily. "Raoul like Mama more...? Or Eli......♥?"
Don't do this to me~
"Haaahk.... Hak. ......I like both."
"Uuu......"
Unsatisfied, she pouted cutely. Then parted plump lips sweetly. "......Then♥ Mama's pussy taste better. Or Eli's...♥?"
What kinda question is that.
Stammering at the bluntness, sudden crotch pain like my dick might snap—I quickly picked her.
After thirty-odd minutes of lovemaking, dumping thick in her womb, we clutched savoring the afterglow. Lunch with Cecilia was always like this.
Less sex, more food, please......