Chapter 465: The Innocent Plump Girl is Teased Hard
Another knock came on the bathroom door, louder this time.
"Mom? Is everything okay?" Gia asked from outside the door, her voice full of innocent concern.
The door was unlocked, if she had turned the handle and walked in, she would have seen everything, her mother pressed against the counter in this filthy position, with her legs spread and my massive cock buried deep inside her pussy.
I didn’t stop. I continued moving my hips slowly, savoring every inch of Helen’s delicious, motherly warmth.
Her neglected pussy felt so tight and wet around me, gripping my thick cock as I slid in and out in long, deliberate strokes. I was taking my time, enjoying how her walls fluttered and squeezed me with every thrust.
Helen’s eyes widened in panic, her body tensing as she tried to stay quiet. But it was impossible. A soft, broken moan escaped her lips as my cock rubbed against her most sensitive spot.
"Yeah... baby... ahh... Mom’s fine," Helen managed to say, her voice strained and shaky. She bit her lip hard to suppress another moan as I pushed deeper inside her, grinding my hips in a slow circle.
Her hands gripped the edge of the counter tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to keep control.
Gia lingered outside the door for a few more seconds, clearly not fully convinced.
"Are you sure, Mom? Do you need my help getting into your bikini?"
Helen’s pussy clenched violently around my cock at the sound of her daughter’s voice. The risk of being caught only made her wetter.
I kept fucking her slowly from front, my hands gripping her wide hips as I buried myself to the hilt with every thrust, making sure she felt every thick inch stretching her.
"I’m... I’m okay, sweetheart," Helen replied, her voice trembling. "Just... give me a minute. I’ll be out soon."
Her body was shaking, her heavy breasts swaying as I continued to use her. The taboo thrill of getting fucked by me while her innocent daughter waited just outside the door was pushing her closer to the edge.
"Why don’t you ask her to help with your bikini, Helen?" I whispered, leaning in so close that my lips brushed against her ear. I gently bit her lower lip, tugging on it playfully as I pressed my body tighter against hers.
"No, Sir..." Helen whispered back, her voice barely audible, trembling with panic and shame. "She’s such an innocent girl... I don’t want her to see me like this. Please..."
I smirked against her lips, my hand still gripping her hips.
"But your daughter’s body is not so innocent, Helen," I groaned darkly, my voice low and filthy as I imagined her daughter Gia in her mother’s place, bent over, moaning, and taking my cock just like this.
Helen’s eyes widened in horror. She shook her head slightly, her breathing quick and shallow.
"Ahhh, Sir... please don’t think about my daughter like that," she begged softly, her voice cracking with desperation.
"Why, Helen?" I asked, my tone teasing and cruel as I continued thrusting in her motherly pussy. "Her body is so ripe... don’t you think she deserves someone like me? Someone who knows how to properly use a body like hers?"
We kept our voices low, almost whispers, so only the two of us could hear. Helen’s face was burning with shame, but her pussy kept leaking around my cock, her body clearly reacting to the filthy conversation despite her words.
She was trapped between fear for her daughter and the overwhelming arousal of being used by me while Gia waited just outside the door.
"Her boobs are gonna be even bigger when I make her pregnant, Helen... fuck," I groaned filthily, my hands roughly kneading and squeezing Helen’s heavy breasts as I imagined they were her daughter’s.
I pictured Gia’s innocent, voluptuous body swollen with my child, her young tits growing massive and leaking milk for me. The twisted fantasy made my cock throb even harder inside Helen’s pussy
"Sir... ahhh, please no..." Helen moaned, her voice weak and trembling. She tried to protest, but her body was clearly betraying her.
Her pussy was soaking wet, clenching around nothing as she got closer and closer to the edge. The twisted fantasy of me breeding her own daughter was turning her on far more than she wanted to admit.
"Ahhh, Mom, please come out quick!" Gia shouted from outside the door, her voice sounding a little panicked. There was commotion outside, running footsteps and a young male voice calling out something indistinct.
"Hey, splash her!" a young boy shouted from outside as the sound of running footsteps grew louder.
"What’s happening, baby?" Helen asked instinctively, her voice still laced with lust but shifting to a caring, motherly tone as she tried to focus on her daughter. Her body remained pressed against mine, her pussy dripping down my cock as the real world intruded on our filthy moment.
"Mom, help me!" Gia shouted, her voice full of panic as she ran around the pool area.
"Sir, please check what’s happening," Helen begged me urgently, her voice shaky with worry for her daughter.
"Who is the motherfucker?" I growled in frustration as I reluctantly pulled my thick cock out of Helen’s dripping pussy.
My dick cursed me silently for stopping, still rock hard and angry at the interruption. But I had to check on Gia. She was going to be one of the mothers of my children one day, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.
I quickly moved to the bathroom door, cracked it open just enough to peek outside without fully opening it, making sure Gia couldn’t see that I was in here instead of the restroom next door.
There were a few kids outside, all probably around ten years old, running around the pool with water guns, laughing loudly as they splashed water all over her.
Gia was trying to run away from them, squealing and covering herself as the cold water hit her bikini-clad body, making her heavy breasts bounce and jiggle with every frantic step.
