Age of Lust: Starting with Milfs-Chapter 67: A new day

As the sun climbed higher, warming our sweat-slicked skin, a low rumble from my stomach broke the post-orgasm haze. Cersei chuckled, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my chest. ’Sounds like someone’s ready for breakfast. But knowing this family, it’ll be served with a side of sin.’ She rose gracefully, her curves on full display, ass cheeks still marked with faint red from my grips earlier. The others stirred, Lyra stretching like a cat, her perky tits lifting as she yawned. Sela and Tira exchanged wicked glances, already plotting.

We migrated to the kitchen, naked and unashamed, the cool tile floor a stark contrast to our heated bodies. Cersei took charge, bending over to pull eggs from the fridge, her pussy lips peeking out, still puffy and glistening from the morning’s abuse. I couldn’t resist—stepping up behind her, I rubbed my semi-hard cock along her slit, teasing the entrance. ’Can’t even make breakfast without getting fucked?’ I murmured, sliding in halfway, her warmth pulling me deeper.

She gasped, bracing on the counter, pushing back to take me fully. ’Stir the pot while you stir me, son. Don’t stop till I say.’ I thrust steadily, each plunge making her tits sway, nipples brushing the cold marble. The slap of skin echoed, mixing with the sizzle as she cracked eggs into a pan. Lyra hopped onto the island, legs spread wide, fingers dipping into her own folds as she watched. ’Hurry up, Mom—save some for us.’

Sela and Tira flanked me, Sela dropping to her knees to lick where my cock met Cersei’s pussy, tongue flicking the stretched lips and my balls. Tira stood behind, pressing her body to mine, small hands reaching around to pinch my nipples. ’Pound her harder, make her drop the spatula,’ Tira whispered, grinding her mound against my ass. I obliged, hips snapping faster, Cersei’s moans turning to cries as her walls fluttered. She came with a shudder, pussy squirting around my shaft, soaking Sela’s chin. I pulled out, cock throbbing, and Sela engulfed it, sucking the fresh cream from the length with greedy pulls.

Lyra slid down, pulling Tira into a kiss, their tongues dueling over shared spit. Cersei turned, face flushed, and plated the eggs haphazardly. ’Eat up— you’ll need energy for what’s next.’ We devoured the food at the table, but hands wandered: Lyra’s foot rubbing my cock under the wood, Sela feeding Tira bites while fingering her between the legs. The meal devolved quickly, plates pushed aside as Cersei climbed onto the table, lying back and spreading her thighs. ’Who wants Mommy’s pussy for dessert?’

I dove in first, tongue plunging into her soaked core, lapping the tangy mix of cum and arousal. She gripped my hair, grinding up. Sela and Tira took her tits, each sucking a nipple hard, teeth grazing the peaks. Lyra straddled Cersei’s face, lowering her ass onto the waiting mouth. Cersei tongued her daughter’s hole eagerly, rimming the tight ring while I ate her out below. The table creaked under our weight, Lyra’s juices dripping down Cersei’s chin.

Tira slipped under me, mouth finding my cock again, deepthroating with practiced ease, throat bulging as she swallowed to the base. Sela joined her, licking my ass from behind, tongue probing the cleft. The sensations layered— Cersei’s pussy clenching on my tongue, Tira’s gag reflexes massaging my shaft, Sela’s wet laps sending shivers up my spine. Lyra rocked faster, her asshole winking under Cersei’s assault. ’Tongue my shithole deeper, Mom—fuck it like a cock,’ Lyra demanded, reaching back to spread herself.

Cersei complied, thrusting her tongue in and out, saliva lubing the passage. I added fingers to her pussy, curling two inside to hit her G-spot, thumb on her clit. She bucked, flooding my mouth with another squirt. Tira popped off my cock, gasping for air, strings of throat slime connecting her lips to the tip. ’Switch— I want that dick in my ass now.’ She bent over the table edge, cheeks parted, presenting her puckered hole.

I stood, aligning and pushing in slow, the ring resisting before popping open. Tira yelped, then moaned as I sank deeper, her bowels hot and vice-like. ’Yes—stretch my ass wide!’ Sela climbed onto the table, positioning her pussy over Cersei’s mouth, who lapped at the fresh folds without pause. Lyra moved to Tira’s front, shoving two fingers into the twin’s mouth to suck, then leaning down to kiss her, sharing the flavor.

I fucked Tira’s ass with building force, hands on her hips, pulling her back onto each thrust. The table shook, dishes rattling. Cersei ate Sela ravenously, fingers joining her tongue to plunge deep. Lyra fingered herself watching, then dropped to her knees beside me, licking Tira’s swinging clit and my balls on the in-stroke. The added tongue pushed Tira over— her ass spasming, milking my cock as she came, a high-pitched wail escaping around Lyra’s fingers.

I withdrew, cock slick with her ass juices, and Lyra took it in her mouth, cleaning every inch with swirling laps. ’Tastes like twin ass— so dirty,’ she purred, before guiding me to Sela. But Cersei intercepted, pulling me toward her. ’My turn again— fuck your mother’s throat.’ She knelt on the floor, mouth open wide, and I fed her my length, watching it disappear down her gullet. Gags bubbled up, but she held, eyes watering as she bobbed.

The twins and Lyra formed a pile on the table: Sela on bottom, Tira sixty-nining her, pussies grinding tongues into each other. Lyra straddled Sela’s face from the side, getting rimmed while fingering Tira’s ass. Moans filled the kitchen, a symphony of wet sucks and slurps. Cersei’s throat worked me masterfully, one hand fisting the base, the other rubbing her clit. I face-fucked her harder, balls tapping her chin, until she choked out a muffled plea.

Pulling free, I lifted her onto the table amid the girls, who made space. Cersei spread her legs, and I slammed into her pussy, the familiar heat welcoming me home. ’Breed me, son— fill Mommy’s womb,’ she begged, legs wrapping my waist. I pounded relentlessly, the table groaning under the assault. Sela and Tira took turns sucking her tits, Lyra grinding her pussy on Cersei’s thigh, leaving a slick trail.

Tira slid down, tongue lapping at our junction, flicking Cersei’s clit and my shaft. Sela mirrored on the other side, sucking my balls into her mouth. Lyra leaned in to kiss Cersei deeply, tongues tangling as hands roamed. The overload hit Cersei fast— her pussy convulsing, walls rippling as she squirted around my cock, soaking the wood below. ’Cumming— yes, flood me!’ But I held back, pulling out to let the twins suck the cream off.

Lyra pushed me back into a chair, mounting me facing away, ass cheeks spreading as she impaled her pussy. ’Ride you while they play,’ she said, bouncing with vigor, her tight channel gripping tight. Cersei recovered, kneeling between my legs to lick Lyra’s asshole, tongue circling and probing. Sela and Tira stood on either side, feeding me their pussies— one after the other, grinding on my mouth while I lapped their clits.

Lyra’s pace quickened, ass slapping my thighs, pussy juices running down to Cersei’s waiting tongue. ’Ass and cunt— gonna explode!’ she cried, orgasm crashing, inner muscles clamping down. I thrust up, meeting her drops, but flipped her off to bend her over the chair. Entering her ass now, lubed by spit and arousal, I reamed deep, the ring stretching taut. Cersei positioned under Lyra, sucking her daughter’s pussy, fingers in her own ass for added thrill.

Sela straddled Lyra’s back, presenting her pussy to me— I leaned forward to tongue it while pounding Lyra’s shithole. Tira fingered Sela’s ass, three digits pumping in sync with my thrusts. The chain reaction built: Sela came first, creaming my face; Lyra followed, ass clenching as pussy squirted into Cersei’s mouth; Tira shuddered through her own peak from the fingering.

I pulled from Lyra’s ass, cock pulsing, and had them all kneel again. ’Open wide— take my load.’ Hands pumped me furiously, mouths hovering. I erupted, cum arcing to hit tongues, cheeks, tits. They scooped and shared, licking faces clean, snowballing in pairs before Cersei swallowed the gathered mess.

But the day was young. We moved to the backyard pool, the sun beating down on our nude forms. Cersei dove in first, water cascading over her curves. ’Come swim— then fuck in the shallow end.’ I followed, pulling her close in the water, cock hardening against her belly. She wrapped legs around me, guiding me into her pussy underwater, the buoyancy making thrusts effortless.

The others joined, splashing and laughing before turning heated. Sela floated on her back, Tira holding her legs apart as I swam over to eat her out, water lapping at her folds. Lyra clung to my back, fingers reaching around to stroke my cock from below. Cersei surfaced behind, tonguing my ass as I licked Sela.

We played like this for what felt like hours— switching partners in the pool, water churning with our movements. Tira rode me on the steps, ass taking my cock while floating, waves from our motions splashing. Sela and Lyra scissored nearby, pussies grinding, clits rubbing in slick friction. Cersei directed from the edge, fingering herself to the sight.

Tira’s ass gripped me underwater, the resistance adding tightness, and she came with bubbles escaping her moans. I filled her bowels, cum mixing with pool water as she lifted off. Next, Lyra bent over the ladder, ass out of the water, and I fucked her pussy from behind, hands on the rails for leverage. Sela dove under to suck her clit, Cersei and Tira making out above, fingers in each other’s holes.

Lyra’s cries echoed across the yard as she peaked, pussy flooding. I switched to her ass, pounding until another load painted her insides. The twins took turns on the diving board, legs spread for Cersei’s tongue while I fucked them one by one, the board flexing with each thrust.

By afternoon, we lounged on floats, bodies entwined. Cersei straddled me lazily, pussy rocking slow, drawing out the pleasure. ’This family’s bond— unbreakable, insatiable.’ The others nodded, hands exploring, promising endless depravity.

As evening approached, we toweled off and headed inside, but the spark lingered. Dinner would be another feast of flesh, our taboo world spinning on. Sela whispered plans for the night— toys, restraints, deeper explorations. Whatever came, we’d dive in, cocks plunging, pussies welcoming, asses yielding, in eternal, filthy harmony.