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Daughter & Hot Wife’s Slut Video
A new idea blossomed in her mind.
A sublime idea for a reality show. A dirty, perverted reality show.
It was her parents up coming trip. The two of them were going out of town for a romantic getaway. Kristen asked herself, what if they were doing something else? What if they were filming a new reality for her mother’s “imagined” porn company.
Kristen had to write the “true” story of what happened on her parents’ trip.
* * *
Mrs. Ashley Miller
I was glad to be going on a romantic getaway with my husband. Just the two of us.
Well, maybe we would find some hot, young thing for my husband to fuck. So he could enjoy some better pussy than mine while I watched on all wet and jealous and horny. He would fuck her hard and make me lick up the cum.
I shivered at the possibility as I climbed into the car. My husband slammed down the trunk with our luggage. Our son, two daughters, and our two sex slaves would be just fine without us. My husband climbed into the car and started it up with a press of the button. The engine growled as the garage door rose.
He smiled at me as we headed out alone for our romantic rendezvous.
* * *
Mom is so eager to film her new reality, “Does a Slut Live Here?”
It’s a brilliant idea where she and Dad go from door to door and fucking horny housewives and their nubile daughters. That was the real reason for the trip, and why they had to bring both their sex slaves along to be the camerasluts.
Mom is so wet for it. She loves watching Dad fuck other women, the naughty cuckqueen. She gets so off on it, and the idea he can fuck other men’s wives and daughters to find out if a slut lived there made her even hotter.
Best idea I’ve ever had, Mom thinks as she sees the perfect house.
* * *
Mrs. Ashley Miller
Best idea I’ve ever had, I thought as we came up to the perfect house. We were in the suburbs an hour’s drive away. A picturesque neighborhood. Full of wholesome apple pie and American values. I just knew that sluts brimmed beneath the surface. I am such a genius for coming up with it.
She glanced into the back where Niku and her daughter Asoko were sitting. The two barely legal sex slaves would provide the camerawork. I was so ready for them to capture every wicked detail. It would be just such a hot sight to watch them capture those sluts.
“Okay, let’s get the camera girls,” I purred and climbed out of the car. My husband flashed me a big grin. He was so eager for it. He wore a tight-fitting, silk shirt that molded to his muscular chest. “We have to meet some sluts!”
“Yes, Mistress!” the sex slaves squealed.
They were so eager for it. I was just so glad to do this. I climbed out of the car. The two sluts were already out, the trunk popped open. They grabbed the cameras and slapped in fresh batteries. The two naked girls were efficient. They didn’t draw any attention. We had them properly collared just like Washington State Law required.
A sex slave in public had to be collared at all times or they would have to wear clothes.
“You ready?” I asked my husband.
Keith grinned at me. Such a handsome man with that chiseled chin and brown hair. Our son had inherited that same cockiness. No wonder Carter had knocked up both his girlfriends and who knew how many other sluts at his college.
I was such a proud mother of my stud. Of course, my husband had knocked up both our daughters. Sheila and Britney were both going to have his baby plus so many other women. I hoped he bred these sluts.
“Let’s do this,” I said and took the microphone. “It’s time for another exciting episode of… Does a Slut Live Here!” I’d add some flashy titles and whatnot in post. “It’s the show if we find out if there’s a horny housewife ready to cheat on her husband or a virginal cutie ready to have her cherry pop. I am so wet to see if my husband can soak his wick in a slut’s cunt. Let’s find out!”
Keith marched to the door as I moved after him, Niku and Asoko following with the cameras rolling. They would gather every frame of this. It was so exciting. My pussy soaked my thighs. Cream dripped down them beneath my skirt. My boobs jiggled in my blouse. I had to go clothed because I wasn’t a slut.
So I wore as little as possible.
My husband rang the doorbell. I moved up beside him, the two cameraslaves getting into position. It really saved me money not having to pay my crew. Footsteps rushed up to the door. Then it opened to reveal a young, Hispanic girl with golden-brown skin and round boobs clad in a tight polo shirt that was striped with thick bands of blue and white. She wore her black hair in a ponytail.
She blinked as my husband cupped her face and asked, “Are you a slut?”
* * *
Guadalupe Morales
“Of course not!” I shouted and jerked my face back from that hand. I slammed the door in the man’s face, feeling so disgusted. He just touched me. My virginal heart pounded in my chest. I wanted to vomit. He was some sort of weird sex predator.
I had to go call 911.
* * *
“Of course I am!” squealed the girl as my father cupped her face. “I fuck all the boys at my college! But I’ve never fucked a man!”
* * *
Guadalupe Morales
“Of course I am!” I squealed as the man cupped my face. He was so handsome with a smile. My pussy melted as I continued, “I fuck all the boys at my college! But I’ve never fucked a man!”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
“Mmm, then it’s your lucky day because you are definitely a slut,” the blonde woman in the low-cut top said. “We have found ourselves a slut, which means she needs to be fucked by a real man!”
“Yes!” I squealed as if I had won a big prize. Maybe I had, as I looked at that stud who leaned down and kissed me.
I groaned as the hunky stud claimed my lips with his strong mouth. He thrust his tongue into my mouth. I groaned as I kissed him with passion, almost swooning. He was so much better than the boys at my college I fucked.
He was a man.
His hand slid down and cupped my breast through my polo shirt. He squeezed my round mound. I shuddered as he rubbed at my nipple. Tingles burst from my nub. I shuddered at that. It was so hot kissing him like this.
My tongue danced with his as the heat washed through me. It was such a rush to make out with him. I groaned as he swirled his tongue around in my mouth. I groaned at how good that felt. I wanted him. He massaged my nipple.
Then he pushed me back. I shuddered, breaking the kiss as we entered the house. My mom would be home soon. She would get to see me being a slut. That idea burned through my mind. I wanted her to see me being such a complete whore.
My hips wiggled back and forth, my cunt on fire. This was all just so wild. The woman followed me in followed by two sex slaves wearing their legal collars. I had never seen any in real life. They were both Japanese and naked with cameras.
“You are going to be a star,” purred the woman. “My husband is going to fuck you with his big dick, but… We have to get you naked, cutie.”
“Yes,” I moaned as the gorgeous blonde drew up my top. I threw my arms into the air and let her pull off the polo. She threw it down.
Her hand rested on my belly, warm and enticing. She rubbed my belly in circles as she leaned into my ear. “Sluts shouldn’t wear bras. Your tits don’t need support. Of if they do, use a halter bra so your nipples will be poking at the cloth.”
“Wow, I didn’t know,” I said, smiling.
The woman unhooked my bra and took that off. The cameras were recording me being stripped naked while the man watched. I was so excited. The woman slid her hands around me from behind and found the waistband of my pants. She unsnapped the fly.
I shuddered at the zipper rasped down. She opened my fly and shoved my pants down along with my panties. She rolled them off me. I quivered in delight as she took them off me. She pushed them down my legs.
I stepped out of them, dripping with my excitement. The aroma of my cunt filled the air. I breathed in that wonderful musk. It was such an exciting scent. I shivered, my heart pounding in my chest. I was naked. The woman cupped my ass and nuzzled into my ear again.
“You’re going to fuck my husband and his big dick,” she purred into my ear. She licked the lobe again, squeezing my butt-cheeks. “You are one lucky slut.”
“Yes,” I whimpered, so ready to fuck this stranger. His cock bulged the front of his jeans.
“Come on, let’s get his dick out and suck on him together,” she whimpered.
“I’ve never shared a cock with another slut before,” I whimpered as we knelt before him.
“Time to take your sluttiness to the next level,” she purred. “Unzip him. Pull him out.”
He ripped off his silk shirt, revealing that muscular chest. He was such a stud with rippling abs. My pussy clenched as the cameras filmed us. I was making a porno. My first amateur porn. That was so hot. I was doing so many slutty things to day. I unzipped his pants and yanked down his jeans.
His cock bulged his boxers. That big, throbbing dick was just there. I yanked down his underwear. His pale cock sprang out. I gasped at how big he was. He dwarfed all those boys I had fucked. This was a man’s dick. Big and throbbing. My golden-brown hand grabbed him. I leaned forward.
I swallowed the stranger’s dick.
I didn’t know his name. I had never met him before. Now his cock was in my mouth.
He growled as I worked my lips up and down his dick. I suckled on him with passion. I nursed with such mighty on his dick. I loved having him in my mouth. I enjoyed suckling on him with all that I had. I loved this big dick.
I bobbed my head, working my lips up and down his dick. I nursed on him with passion. It was so hot with his wife next to me and the cameras rolling. I was a real slut now. I loved it. I just could suckle on him all day long.
“That’s it,” cooed the wife. “Mmm, you have a better mouth than mine. My husband deserves the best sluts. Oh, yes, yes, but you have to share. Let me suck, too. We have to get him to cum on our faces together.”
I ripped my mouth off his dick and moaned, “Yes!”