An Interesting Offer Pt. 08

The night melted into a sticky haze, Daisy's living room heavy with yesterday's sex--sweat and lube clinging like a dare. I sprawled on her couch, black silk panties--smooth as hell, cool on my thighs--riding up my ass, while Daisy lounged in her lilac satin bra and panties, chiffon nightie tossed aside, her tits straining the lace.

She kicked my leg, smirking.

"Fuck, Roolk, let's hit some wine--shake this shit off."

I grinned.

"Pour it, bitch."

She stumbled to the kitchen, sloshing cheap red into two chipped glasses. We chugged--tart, warm, fuzzing my head--and by the third glass, my tongue slipped loose, her "Fuck me, Skye" moans gnawing at me.

"Yo, Daisy," I slurred, leaning in.

"What's that Skye shit when you cum?"

She froze, wine dripping down her wrist, then laughed shaky.

"Caught me, huh?"

"Fine, I'm smashed--Skye's my kink."

Her voice dropped low, husky, eyes glinting with raw heat as she leaned closer, her breath brushing my lips.

"Your mom's been my obsession since your dad locked her down--wanted to fuck her raw forever."

She purred it slow, sensual, her tongue flicking over her lips, wet and deliberate, her fingers trailing the glass like it was Skye's skin.

"I'd dream of her--those full tits bouncing in that satin wedding dress, her ass swaying under my hands."

Her voice cracked, horny and wrecked, a shiver running through her as she pressed her thighs together, lust spilling out.

"Been soaking my panties for years, Roolk--rubbing myself raw to her, imagining my tongue buried in her pussy, her moaning my name."

My cock twitched, drunk on her heat, her words painting a filthy, gorgeous picture that burned into me.

"No shit?"

"That's fuckin' hot--Mom's got you that bad?" I rasped, gulping more wine.

She nodded, eyes glassy.

"Fuck yeah, Roolk--her tits, her ass--been wet for her for years."

Her confession dripped with need, her chest heaving, nipples hardening under the lilac lace as she squirmed, voice trembling with desire.

She wobbled to a drawer, pulling a Polaroid--Skye in her wedding dress, satin white hugging her tits, veil trailing, a stolen shot from years ago--and rasped.

"Look at her--been jerking off to this forever."

She traced it, fingers shaky, caressing the image like she could feel Skye's curves through it, her breath hitching as she stared.

"She's perfection--those lips I'd kiss 'til they bruised, that body I'd worship with my tongue 'til she screamed."

I stared, wine peeling me open, her lust igniting mine.

"Fuck, Daisy--that's wild."

"Mom in that dress?"

"Shit, I get it," I slurred, cock throbbing now.

My voice thickened, low and sultry, as I leaned in, wine loosening every filthy secret I'd buried.

"Guess I'm spilling--I've been crossdressing since I was 10, raiding Mom's shit--panties, bras, all of it."

I purred it slow, my hand sliding down my chest, brushing the silk panties, my breath catching as I remembered.

"First time I slipped into her lace thong--soft, tight, hugging my cock--I was hooked, stroking myself in her mirror, imagining I was her."

I licked my lips, eyes locked on Daisy's, her gasp fueling me as I let it pour out, sensual and heavy.

"Planned this gig--modeling, banging you--'til Will crashed it."

I smirked, voice dropping deeper, dripping with heat.

"I'd slip into her satin bras, feel those cups on me, jerking off with her perfume on my skin--floral-musk, so fucking hot."

"Now?"

"Love sucking cock--might be bi, into dudes."

My confession turned raw, horny, my cock straining the silk as I leaned closer, voice a velvet growl.

"And yeah, I'm hot for Mom--jerked off in her clothes, pretending I was her, imagining her tits bouncing as I fucked her in my mind."

Daisy's jaw dropped, wine splashing her lap.

"Holy fuck, Roolk--you're kidding!"

"You in Skye's panties?"

"That's fuckin' nasty--hot as hell!"

She laughed, sloppy.

"Shit, you planned me?"

"Should be pissed, but damn--that's clever."

Her eyes widened, lust and shock mixing, her breath quickening as she stared, thighs clenching with heat.

I grinned.

"Yeah, 'til Will's dick showed up--now I'm hooked."

"You into Mom too?"

"That's some twisted shit."

She smirked.

"Fuckin' right--let's team up--bang Skye together."

I laughed.

"Deal--our dirty dream."

We clinked glasses, secrets out, spilling more wine as we rambled.

"She'd freak, huh?"

"Nah, she'd love it--us fuckin' her."

Giggling 'til we crashed drunk on the couch, wine staining the cushions.

Morning slammed us awake--heads throbbing, mouths dry--but Daisy's wicked grin jolted me, her lilac bra skewed, panties twisted.

"Up, Roolk--Will's coming, and I'm making you Brooke," she purred, dragging me to her room.

She stripped me bare, prosthetics bouncing, and tossed Skye's red lace panties--soft as butter, Mom's musk faint in the weave.

I slid them on, lace gripping my ass, cock stiffening quick.

She handed Skye's ivory bra--floral lace whispering over my fake tits, cups molding tight--and draped the teal satin blouse over me, unbuttoned, cool and slick, teasing my skin.

Daisy pulled a cream satin slip--Skye's, stolen--over my head, the hem skimming my thighs, silky and clingy, then added gray thigh-highs--shimmery nylon, stretching taut up my legs.

"Fuck, Brooke, you're perfect," she growled, grabbing her makeup kit, dabbing ivory foundation slow across my face, blending it down my neck, her breath hot.

"Need that glow," she said.

Brushing rosy blush high, sweeping champagne shadow over my lids, layering plum in the crease, then dusting gold highlighter on my cheekbones--sharp, flirty.

Black liner flicked winged, mascara fanned my lashes thick, and she smeared Skye's coral gloss--wet, sticky--on my lips.

"Taste her, Brooke."

She spritzed Skye's floral-musk perfume over my neck and tits, moaning.

"Smell her now."

Her eyes dark with lust.

Daisy stepped back, smirking.

"One more, Brooke--your gift."

She pulled a ruby-jeweled buttplug--sleek, 4 inches--from her nightstand, lube slick on it.

"Bend over--let me slide it in," she rasped.

I bent, ass up, teal blouse slipping, satin slip riding up.

"Fuck, Daisy--slow," I groaned.

She knelt, tongue darting out--hot, wet, rimming me--circling tight, then diving deep, licking sloppy, moaning.

"So good, Skye."

Her spit dripped, hands spreading me, sucking my rim 'til I bucked.

"Yes--fuck me harder with that tongue!"

She teased longer--tongue swirling, lapping hungry--then slid the plug in, cool and stretching, filling me tight.

"Shit, that's full--oh fuck," I gasped.

The jewel glinted as she stood, panting.

"Perfect, Brooke--you're her twin."

I stood, plug shifting, red panties snug, ivory bra perked, teal blouse and cream slip flashing my tits, gray stockings shimmering--Skye's horny ghost in the mirror, ready for Will.

Will strutted in, tee tight, stubble sharp, grinning.

"Daddy's here, ladies--make it nasty."

Daisy, in her lilac satin robe--slinky, half-open--dropped beside me on the carpet, my knees sinking in as we faced his 7-inch cock, thick and veiny, throbbing free.

"Suck Daddy good," she purred, diving in--lips wrapping wet, sucking sloppy, spit trailing--while I stroked the base as Brooke, plug jolting me.

"Yeah, Daddy--take it," I muttered, sucking the head--salty, musky--tongue swirling sticky, gloss smearing red.

Daisy grinned.

"Deep, Brooke."

I took him sideways--lips sliding the shaft, spit dripping--then knelt low, licking his balls, wet and loud.

"Mmm, Daddy's balls--fuck."

She deep-throated, gagging soft.

"Oh Daddy, so big!"

Will groaned.

"Fuck, Daddy's spoiled."

I slid my bra down, fake tits bouncing, pressing them around his cock--boobjob time.

"Feel these, Daddy--fuck my tits," I teased, squeezing tight, sliding slow then fast, his tip brushing my lips, pre-cum smearing my gloss, tits jiggling wild in the satin slip.

"Cum for me, Daddy--gimme it!"

"Best fuckin' rack--shit, I'm gone," he rasped.

I sucked the head hard, tongue flicking, 'til he exploded--hot cum blasting my mouth, streaking my chin, neck, splattering my boobs, thick and sticky over the prosthetics.

"Oh fuck, yes--Daddy's load!"

He panted, still hard.

"Daddy's ready again--gimme more."

Daisy smirked.

"Yes, Daddy."

I echoed as Brooke.

"Daddy gets what Daddy wants."

Diving back.

Daisy sucked the tip--quick, wet pops.

"Mmm, Daddy--tasty!"

I deep-throated, spit pooling, plug grinding deep.

"Fuck, Daddy--take my throat!"

The ruby jewel shifted, heat coiling--Shit, this plug's killing me--cum sneaking out, flooding Mom's red panties, warm and wet.

I bit my lip hard, stifling moans--Can't let Daddy hear, fuck, fuck--no gasps, just a quiet spill ruining the lace, thighs shaking as I held it in.

"Oh Daddy, so good," faking steady.

We switched--me licking the shaft.

"Slurp it up, Daddy."

Daisy pumping--'til Will bucked.

"Daddy's cumming!"

Unloading in Daisy's mouth, her cheeks bulging.

"Mmm, Daddy's cum!"

She grabbed me.

"C'mere, Skye."

Slipping wild, and we cum-kissed--tongues tangling, swapping his load, salty-sweet, gooey.

"Oh fuck, Brooke--eat it," moaning loud as it dripped.

Daisy licking my chin clean.

"More, gimme more!"

Will growled.

"Good girls for Daddy."

We swallowed, giggling sticky.

Will zipped up, smirking.

"Fuckin' unreal--tomorrow, ladies."

Daisy locked the door, eyeing my red panties--soaked, cum seeping through.

"Shit, Brooke--Skye's panties, your cum--fuck, that's hot," she rasped, dropping to lick them clean--tongue dragging slow, sucking the lace, moaning.

"Her and you--fuck me, yes!"

She ate it all, slurping loud, her eyes wild with lust as she savored every drop.

"Oh Brooke, so fuckin' good."

The plug buzzed in me, cock raging, her taste and heat snapping something primal loose.

I shoved her onto the bed, ripping her lilac panties off--satin shredding under my fingers, the sound sharp and hot.

"Take it, Daisy--fuckin' take it!"

I rammed my cock into her pussy, hard and deep, her walls slick and tight, pulsing around me as I thrust, slow at first, savoring her gasp.

She screamed.

"Fuck me, Brooke--harder, oh God--yes!"

Her voice broke, shocked and needy, her hands clawing my back as I pounded, wet slaps echoing, her pussy clenching tighter with every stroke.

"Oh fuck, Brooke--deeper, gimme it all!"

I grinned, lust surging, and flipped her onto her stomach--ass up, perfect and trembling--sliding into her pussy again, slow and sensual, my hands gripping her hips as I rocked deep.

"Feel that, Daisy--every fuckin' inch," I growled.

She moaned, muffled into the pillow, her body arching, surprised by the shift, her breath hitching with every thrust.

"Oh shit, Brooke--yes, keep going!"

I pulled out, teasing her entrance with the tip, then flipped her onto her back, legs spreading wide, her eyes wide with shock and hunger.

"More--gimme your ass now," I rasped.

I slid into her ass--tight, hot, stretching wide around me--slow at first, her gasp sharp and raw as I filled her, the plug in me grinding deeper with each move.

"Oh shit, Brooke--ram my ass, fuck me raw!" she howled.

Her voice trembled, stunned by the intensity, her hands fisting the sheets as I thrust deeper, sensual and deliberate, her ass clenching tight.

"Harder--fuck my hole--yes, yes!"

I slammed faster, her body rocking under me, her tits bouncing in the lilac bra, her moans turning desperate, wild with surprise at how good it felt.

"Take it all--fuck, Daisy--scream for me!"

I pulled out, flipped her again--doggy now--ramming her pussy once more, hard and fast, her wetness soaking my thighs, the satin slip sliding up my chest as I pounded.

"More, you slut--cum for me!"

She bucked, her scream ripping free.

"Oh fuck, Brooke--I'm cumming--yes, oh God, yes!"

Her body shook, pussy pulsing around me, her shock melting into ecstasy, eyes rolling back as she came, hard and messy.

I flipped her one last time--back to her ass--pounding deep, the heat coiling tight in me, her moans a broken chant as I pushed her over the edge again.

"Here it comes--fuck!" I groaned.

Pulling out, I came on her stomach--thick, hot ropes pooling in her navel, dripping slow down her sides, sticky and glistening on her skin.

She scooped it, licking her fingers, her eyes locked on mine, lust and surprise swirling in them.

"Mmm, Brooke--eat your cum--fuck yes."

We cum-kissed again, tongues sloppy, swapping my load, her moan soft and shocked against my lips.

"Oh Daisy, swallow it--more, gimme more!"

Collapsing wrecked, panting wild, her body trembling against mine, stunned by the ride.

"Let's seduce Mom," I rasped.

She nodded, breathless.

"Fuck yeah, Brooke--Skye's ours."

The next two days blurred--us holed up at Daisy's, plotting over coffee, me in a loose gray tee and jeans, her in a black tank and denim cutoffs, scheming Skye's fall with sly grins, keeping it hush.

"We'll get her--trust me," Daisy winked, eyes glinting.

We fucked wild--me in a sapphire silk cami, her in a lavender slip--honing moves, her moaning "Brooke" into my neck, once slipping "Skye" mid-thrust.

"Oh fuck, Brooke--sorry, so hot!"

Will hit us up both days, and we sucked him senseless--me in the cami, gray stockings pulled high, Daisy in her slip, lilac bra peeking--kneeling on her floor.

"Suck Daddy good," she'd purr, lips wrapping his cock.

Me stroking.

"Yeah, Daddy--take it," as Brooke, spit dripping, cum splattering our faces.

"Oh fuck, Daddy--gimme more!"

Daisy licking my tits clean.

"Mmm, Brooke--tasty."

Cum-kissing sloppy.

"Eat it, Daisy--yes!"

On the last day, Will grinned.

"Fuckin' sluts--anytime you need money, I'm available," he said.

Swaggering off.

Then I left for home alone, cleaning my place--returning Skye's clothes to her closet, folding the teal blouse crisp, stacking the ivory bra exact, slip and stockings tucked neat.

I peeled off the prosthetics, glue sticky, back to Roolk, leaving the buttplug and boobs with Daisy.

"Next time," she'd winked.

My cover story locked: "Studied mostly, crashed at a buddy's--quiet 10 days," ready for Mom and Dad.

They pulled in, tires crunching, and I watched--Mom stepping out, Skye in a tight navy dress, tits bouncing, her floral-musk scent hitting me as she hugged me.

"Missed you, Roolk."

I grinned, eyes raking her curves, lust blazing--Fuck, she's ours soon, me and Daisy's prize.

My cock twitched, cunning brewing--teasing her with sly looks, plotting how we'd peel that dress off, taste her, make her scream.