Perverted Step-Dad System

Dinner passed in silence, save for the occasional flirty interaction between Linda and I.

Cherry occasionally glanced at us, and I couldn’t particularly tell what was going through her mind, but I could make a rough guess.

Before long we were done with our meal.

Linda stared at me with expectant eyes.

Clearly the moment she was waiting for had finally arrived.

She was waiting for my command for her to switch into ’slut mode.’

I smiled as I stared at her and ordered in a calm tone.

”Strip.”

The single word left my mouth soft and certain.

Linda’s breath hitched and her eyes instantly lit with something hungry and obedient, as though a switch had been flipped inside her.

She rose from her chair without a word, her fingers already moving to the buttons of her blouse.

One by one they came undone, the fabric parting to reveal the soft swell of her breasts, the lace of her bra, the warm skin beneath.

She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and let it fall.

Then shifted her attention to her skirt. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pushed it down over her hips, the material sliding slowly along her thighs until it pooled at her feet.

She reached behind her bra and quickly unclasped it, causing the cups to fall away, freeing her full, heavy breasts.

Finally she bent low and slowly rolled off the thin scrap of her panties, staring into my eyes seductively as though she was enjoying the tease.

Before long the panties slid off her legs, revealing her neatly shaved pussy.

She stood naked in the soft light of the dining room, her cheeks slightly flushed, her nipples already hardening.

The smooth skin of her stomach and the neatly trimmed sight between her legs on full display.

I smiled at how seductive she looked, then turned my head toward Cherry before saying casually,

”You too.”

Cherry froze and her silver eyes widened.

A visible tremor ran through her shoulders.

She glanced at her mother, then at me, then back again.

Linda’s expression shifted and the hunger in her eyes softened into something pleading.

She looked at her daughter with quiet, almost desperate eyes. Her lips parted silently as though she wanted to say something, but couldn’t find the right words.

However Cherry already understood her mother’s intentions.

Cherry’s fingers trembled as they rose to the buttons of her own silvery blouse.

After a little hesitation she undid them one by one, slower than her mother had, each motion clearly reluctant.

The fabric parted, revealing the pale, smooth skin of her chest and the delicate lace of her bra.

She let the blouse slip from her slender shoulders and fall.

Her hands moved to the short blue skirt.

She pushed it down over the generous curve of her hips, the material sliding along those long, pale legs until it dropped to the floor.

When she reached her bra she hesitated. She glanced at her mother’s expectant gaze, reached back, then unhooked it.

The cups fell away, exposing her small, firm breasts with soft pink nipples already tightening in the cool air.

She now stood in just her thin, orange-colored panties, her eyes shifting uncomfortably between the two.

Noticing my gaze drift down to her panties, Cherry shifted uncomfortably.

She noticed the intention in my gaze, but she was clearly reluctant to take them off.

However, as her gaze met her mother’s once more, she furrowed her brows ever so slightly before slowly she hooked her fingers into the sides and drew them down, the fabric peeling away from the smooth, bare mound between her thighs.

As soon as she was completely naked, she raised her arms halfway as if she wanted to cover herself but couldn’t quite commit.

Her silver hair spilled over one shoulder and her long legs pressed together.

A faint pink flush spread across her chest and cheeks, making her look irresistible and alluring.

I looked back at Linda then signalled for her to come.

”Come.”

Linda obeyed my command almost instantly.

”Yes, Master.”

The words left her in a soft, eager rush as she came toward me, breasts swaying with each step.

”Get on the table... it’s time for your rewards. You raised your daughter quite well...” I smiled as I said.

Linda’s gaze briefly turned to her daughter, and she looked pleased at the remark.

Cherry moved without being told, silently gathering the plates and glasses with quick, quiet hands, and clearing the space on the table to give us more room.

The dishes clinked softly as she set them aside.

As soon as she was done, Linda climbed onto the polished surface and lay back, her thighs parting for me without needing further instruction.

I stepped between them as my hands settled on the soft skin of her inner thighs, spreading her wider.

The scent of her arousal rose, warm and already wet as I lowered my head toward her dripping wet pussy.

Linda’s pussy was pretty. Her lips parted to the side, giving way to her small pink hole that had been previously stretched by my cock.

Her barely noticeable clit hung above both lips.

I leaned forward and dragged my tongue slowly through her folds, tasting the slick heat she exuded.

Her pussy was already flooded with her juices, a clear sign that she’d been eagerly waiting for this moment since the previous night.

The moment my tongue came in contact with her pussy, she gasped, her hips twitching upward as she felt the foreign sensation of my tongue on her, finally easing the itchiness she felt all day long.

I sucked her lips with a slurpy sound, slowly, before licking it thoroughly.

Circling her clit with my tongue, I continued sucking her lips gently before pressing my tongue inside her.

The moment my tongue sank into her, I noticed Linda grew noticeably wetter.

Her thighs trembled against my shoulders and soft, broken sounds spilled from her lips as I worked her open, feasting on every wet pulse of her cunt.

Cherry was amazed staring at the sight.

Noticing all the expressions her mother was making, she found it hard to believe that it was the same woman who was cold and ruthless.

In fact, since I’d arrived, it was like her mother had quickly become a different person around me.

Suddenly Cherry’s eyes widened as she noticed her mother’s body arched upward, and a fresh rush of slick coated my tongue.

’Mother came? That easily?’ It had barely been a few minutes and her mother already came.

Watching her mother with her head tossed back, and a blissfully exhausted expression on her face, Cherry found it hard to believe.

I lifted my head slowly and glanced in her direction, my lips still glistening with Linda’s juices.

”Tastes nice.” I commented, then turned back to Linda.

”I wonder how your daughter’s taste compares to yours.”

Linda’s voice came soft, almost competitive as she quickly replied despite still rocking from the afterglow of her orgasm.

”I believe mine is better.”

I smiled and replied with an amused chuckle.

”I will be the judge of that.”

I looked at Cherry, then ordered in the same stern tone.

”Get on the table and spread yourself, just like your mother did.”

Cherry’s breath caught as she stared at me.

For a long moment she didn’t move. Then, slowly, she climbed onto the table beside her mother, lying on her back.

Linda shifted a little to give her more room to be closer to me.

She watched her daughter, curious to see whether Cherry tasted better than her.

Cherry on the other hand still showed a little resistance.

Her knees were clasped, and although I could see her pussy lips faintly peeking despite her attempts to hide it, she clearly wasn’t giving me much room for entrance.

’That’s to be expected... however, just how much longer can you resist?’

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