Chapter 195: It’s the daughter turn part 2
Third person POV
The silent threat in Alice’s gaze was more effective than any scream. Liam felt the danger immediately. A tired, yet defiant, smile appeared on his lips. His pride would not allow anything less.
Harper, lying beside him, watched the scene with a heavy look of pleasure and exhaustion. A lazy finger caught a strand of semen dripping from her mouth and brought it back to her lips, savoring it while she watched her daughter take control.
Without exchanging a word, Alice mounted Liam, sinking onto his thick length all at once. A hoarse, deep groan escaped her throat.
Her perverted pussy immediately embraced Liam completely, forcing him deep inside quickly. He could feel how eager she was to get fucked.
She rode him aggressively, moving her hips quickly as she relieved all the built-up lust. For the first 10 seconds, embarrassment made her hold back her moans, thinking others might hear. But the fourth time she forced that huge cock into her perverted pussy, she had already lost control.
"Yes, fuck!" She groaned in a shout, as her entire body trembled with pleasure.
Harper rolled to her side, propping her head up with her hand, an enchanted spectator of the show. Her free hand slid between her own legs, until it reached her own pussy, soaked with cum.
She began to masturbate very softly; her body was too tired to feel more pleasure, but the scene was irresistible.
Without slowing her rhythm, Alice forced her body against Liam’s, pressing her breasts against his head. Liam took the opportunity and, as best he could, moved her bikini out of the way with his mouth and began to suck the girl’s hard nipples.
Alice moaned even louder, feeling her mind overloaded with so much pleasure. Her hips continued to pound against him with a wet, perverted sound. She bent over him, her hair forming a curtain around their faces, and her hot breath hit his ear.
"I love being your whore," she whispered. "Fuck, I love you!" she shouted in a high-pitched moan.
Liam didn’t respond with words; instead, he gently bit the girl’s nipples, making her tremble with pleasure.
Alice arched her back, feeling an orgasm take over her body, but Liam wouldn’t let her finish with just that. He moved his hips a little, forcing his cock deep into that perverted pussy.
Beside them, Harper’s fingers moved slowly in circles around her clitoris, her heavy, half-closed eyes fixed on the spot where their bodies met.
Her body was exhausted, drained. She didn’t even think she could cum anymore, but her body still moved, reacting to her daughter’s wonderful fucking. And slowly she felt a final climax approaching.
"Faster, Alice," Harper’s voice was soft, a whisper filled with pride and lust. "Take every last drop from him, daughter."
Alice heard. Her muscles burned, but the order inflamed her. She sat up straighter, still pinning Liam’s wrists, and increased her pace to a frenzy, her breasts swaying with the force of her movements. The bed creaked in protest.
"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" she screamed, each word a blow, each gasp a victory. Her world had narrowed to that heat, that friction, that sensation of being filled by a cock.
Liam squeezed his eyes shut, his breathing a continuous pant. His resistance was disintegrating, dissolved in Alice’s sensual fury.
He thought he had no cum left to come, but his body seemed to work quickly to replenish everything he had spent with Harper. He could feel his balls swell, preparing to fill that pussy with cum.
Alice felt the change in him, the different rigidity, the deeper moan. A wild, victorious smile spread across her face.
"Are you feeling it?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Are you feeling how you’re going to come? Fill me with your cum, please."
Her hips somehow accelerated even more.
Harper stopped touching herself, her hand resting still on her skin, completely captivated. She leaned forward, forgetting her exhaustion, and began rubbing her sensual breasts against the boy’s back while gently biting his earlobe and whispering sultry words.
The overwhelming stimulation was the final catalyst. Liam’s control, already hanging by a thread, shattered completely.
A guttural, primal roar tore from his throat, echoing in the stifling room. His body shuddered violently beneath Alice before unleashing a torrent of pleasure, flooding her with hot waves of cum.
The sensation of being so completely filled was the trigger for Alice. A fierce, triumphant moan escaped her lips. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably, her hips pressing against him in a final instinct to deepen their connection.
Her eyes rolled back, showing only the whites, as a series of violent spasms overtook her, wringing every last wave of pleasure from Liam and herself.
Beside them, Harper let out a soft moan, her exhausted body finding a gentle climax as she watched her daughter ride the wave. A deep sigh of satisfaction slipped from her lips.
But it didn’t end there. The profound exhaustion that followed Liam’s orgasm was, for him, merely a brief pause. His body recovered with surprising speed.
Before Alice, still panting and trembling from her post-climax sensitivity, could even process what was happening, Liam moved.
With a forceful motion, he flipped her over, pressing her back against the soaked sheets. "My turn," he growled, his voice rougher than ever.
Without hesitation, he entered her again in a single, deep thrust that drew a muffled squeal from Alice. His hips slammed against hers with an aggressive rhythm, determined to ensure she wouldn’t be able to walk the next day.
For the rest of the night, Alice’s hoarse moans echoed through the room, mingling with the wet sound of skin against skin. Liam took her in every position, exploring every inch of her body until her moans turned into broken, raspy whispers, and her legs no longer responded.
Finally, utterly exhausted and overwhelmed by pleasure, Alice passed out, her body succumbing to absolute depletion, a faint smile of unconscious satisfaction on her lips. Liam, equally spent, collapsed into sleep between the two beauties.