My Japanese Mom, My Boyfriend’s BWC Pt. 05

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After our first lesbian threesome, my mother and I returned to our normal routine.

By ‘normal’, I mean we fucked like rabbits as often as possible while waiting for Dan to plow us senseless with his monster cock… as only he could.

On the day Dan was due to return from his latest trip, I said goodbye to my father with a kiss on the cheek as he left for work. I waited in the living room, listening as he closed the front door behind him. As the engine of his Mercedes roared to life, I crept to the kitchen where my curvaceous Japanese mother, barefoot and wearing only a light dressing gown, stood in front of the sink as she cleaned up after breakfast. Through the window I saw my father begin to reverse out of the driveway. I snuck up behind her, planted a soft kiss on the back of her neck (I knew she loved that), and squeezed her full breasts through the thin fabric.

I felt so naughty when I groped her.

“Yumi!” she exclaimed in shock. “My my, you are completely shameless! Your father has hardly closed the door and you’re ready to pounce on your poor old mother!… but… I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait until the afternoon. Believe it or not, I do actually have errands to run…”


Who exactly did this bitch think she was kidding?

Two minutes later I was between her legs as she lay on the living room sofa, pulling her wet panties down before teasing her clit with my tongue. Her dressing gown was wide open, her beautiful tits exposed, her nipples already hard. She grabbed me roughly by the hair and started to rub her cunt against me.

“Errands” my ass…

As she fucked my face, she began to tell me about a recurring fantasy she had about Dan. She told me she had dreamt of it the last three nights in a row.

It turned me on so much to hear her share her most private and sordid thoughts.

“In the dream… Dan rents a house for the three of us to live in. He wants to keep his sluts close, to fuck us whenever he chooses. And bring over other girls for us to fuck too. We play with ourselves and each other as we watch him give them the best dick of their lives. I think about the first time he fucked me while they cum, and I’m jealous as their cunts get broken in by such a big dick. And we both know that once you’ve had him inside you, you can’t go back to average guys… We watch him while we play with ourselves, and each other, wishing it was us… but knowing that we will always be his favorite whores. Just his…” Her voice was unusually deep, thick with arousal.

Her words were incredibly erotic to me.

I was consistently amazed by my mother’s internal sexual thoughts and fantasies. As much as she was a wanton slut in real life, in the dark recesses of her mind, where she could truly be herself, she was an insatiable sexual deity.

I shoved a hand into my panties without missing a lick. I had no idea where her fantasy was going, though I was dripping from just hearing her kinky thoughts… and the sweet taste of her cunt.

“Oh God Yumi! I’m getting close…” she whimpered.

I stopped eating her snatch for just a moment.

I had to know.

“What happens then, Mom?” I asked, before returning to hungrily eat her pussy.

Her eyes were fully closed now, her mouth hanging open as she immersed herself in her particularly depraved inner world.

“Mmmmmm… Dan makes us his forever… He puts babies inside both of us…”

Oh God…

“He tells us that we’re his forever. That we’re going to give him children, to be a big family. And… he loves to fuck us when we’re pregnant. Just like when I was carrying you, the two of us are even hornier than usual, needing to ride his dick 3 or 4 times a day. When we are heavily pregnant, he’ll fuck us from behind, our big bellys and milk-filled tits jiggling as he slides into our pussies with his beautiful tool, filling us with his cum, over and over.”

Christ… what was this woman doing to me!?!

I felt a warm wetness running down between my legs.

“Oh God Mom, you’re turning me on so much.” I murmured breathlessly, between licks.

“… And when our tits start to leak…” she continued, as if I hadn’t spoken. “… we let Dan try it… And each other.”

Jesus Christ.

This woman knew no limits.

“… I never really thought about tasting it before…” she continued breathlessly, “… that is, until I thought about what your nipples would look like as milk ran down them… into Dan’s mouth… “

The image my mother planted in my mind took root. The role reversal of a daughter breastfeeding her mother… and their boyfriend… was almost too erotic to process.


“Oh Mom… that’s so fucking hot.” I admitted.

“Mmmmmmmm… I know, baby. Oh God, I’m so close Yumi!…” she cooed.

I lapped at her pussy eagerly, stimulating her clit while I started to finger myself. I reached up and squeezed her tit roughly. She gasped.

I was unbelievably wet, the obscene squishing noise my busy fingers made filling the room.

“OH BABY!… I’M CUMMING YUMI!!!” she groaned loudly, her şişli escort strong abdomen muscles tensing as she began to buck on the sofa. Her full, C-cup breasts shook as she thrashed wildly in fevered bliss. It was such a rush to make this nymph climax. I felt the warm fluid of my mother’s cum flow into my mouth. She tasted like heaven. I didn’t stop groping her tit or licking her cunt, even as I felt my own orgasm approach.

“OH GOD!!! FUCK ME, YUMI!!! LICK MOMMY’S CUNT!!!” she called out in Japanese with lustful abandon. “OH SHITTTTTT!!!”

As I looked up at my mother, her head flung back, her mouth wide open, her breasts shuddering as she came, I pictured myself sucking on her nipple… and how erotic it would be to taste her milk again.

As taboo as her fantasy was, I somehow knew that she really wanted it to happen. She was as much confessing as recounting.

And, if I was being honest, I suspected I wanted it too.

I came then, two fingers buried deep in my snatch, an anemic substitute for Dan’s big, thick cock… but satisfying nonetheless.

It was my turn to be loud.


She leered down at me, the corner of her mouth curled into a victorious grin. She knew her words had affected me, and she reveled in it.. “Yessssss baby! That’s it. Cum for me! Suck Mommy’s tit baby… suck Mommy’s tit while you cum!”

God help me… I did so gladly.


Afterwards we showered together, soaping every inch before making each other cum once more. The powerful stream from the shower head was used to full effect on my pussy while my Mom teased my ass with her tongue. It felt divine.

I steadied myself against the wall to avoid slipping. My knees trembled from the acute pleasure moving through me. I coiled her hair around my hand, holding her head in place and her tongue against my tight little rosebud as I climaxed.

After a minute of post-orgasm disorientation, I gradually recovered.

Naturally, I was only too happy to return the favor.

Later that day, my father returned home from work as expected.

Sometimes I had paranoid premonitions that he would smell our musk in the air, and somehow figure out what we had been doing behind his back. But he simply kissed us both on the cheek, as he usually did, seemingly oblivious to the degenerate amorality within his own home.

I felt a pang of guilt as I realized that I was the mistress in my own parents’ marriage.

We ate dinner and chatted as normal. Luckily for me and my mother, my Dad had a business trip planned for the following day. He had decided to fly that night in order to avoid any unforeseen delays, as he was pitching to a potentially lucrative prospective client. My mother and I showed no outward indication that anything was amiss, but I suspected we were both wondering how many rooms Dan was going to fuck us in that night. And how many holes.

As my father packed his luggage, my Mom quietly entered my bedroom, softly closing the door behind her.

With a conspiratorial tone, she whispered “Your father is leaving at 7:30…”

“Cool. I’ll ask Dan to get here for 8.” I replied.

“Don’t worry, I already let him know.”

Although we had done almost every carnal act in the book, I still felt a pang of jealousy at the thought of my mother texting my boyfriend. What else did they send each other?

I guess I’d have to learn to get used to feeling that jealousy.

“Good.” I said coolly.

She unconsciously chewed her lip. It appeared the anticipation was almost too much for the both of us.

“I was wondering… what would you think about dressing up for Dan?” she suggested. For once she appeared unsure.

“Mmmmmm… kinky. What do you have in mind?” I asked, curious… and mildly surprised I hadn’t thought of it first.

“Well… do you think he’d like it if we dressed up in school uniforms? I mean, he DOES love Japanese women… I’m guessing he wouldn’t mind two naughty Japanese schoolgirls?”

“Wow Mom, the hits keep coming!” I laughed. “Your mind is beyond kinky!”

“Haha I know!… What can I say? I have a one track mind.” she said with a suggestively raised eyebrow.

“Sure, let’s do it! I think we should do our hair the same way, same lipstick too. Try look like twins for him.” I suggested, and I felt my cheeks flush at the prospect.

Mmmmmmm… It would be so naughty.

This time it was her turn to be pleasantly shocked.

“Oh my, I love it! Naughty girl… I think you could be a slut prodigy!”

I shrugged.

“I learn from the master!” We both giggled.

As she turned to leave, I said “Mom?…” She paused, her fingers resting lightly on the door handle. “What would you think about maybe inviting Bella too?… I mean… Wouldn’t it be hot to watch Dan giving it to her?”

Considering the idea for a moment, her eyes became distant.

As I waited for her to respond, her sensual lips mecidiyeköy escort slowly curled into a dreamy, wicked smile.


We hugged my father before he left. He kissed us both on the cheek, opened his umbrella and shuffled awkwardly with his luggage through the pouring rain to the Uber waiting outside. We waved as the car pulled off. My Mom’s other hand slid down my back before squeezing my ass.

God, she loved to take risks. I think it turned her on more than anything.

Just like me.

As she closed the door, I stepped behind her and planted a kiss on her neck.

“Ah-ah-ah! Not yet!” she playfully admonished me.

I sighed with feigned frustration. “Fine!”

She stroked my face with her hand. “Let’s get ready.”

10 minutes later, we both stepped out of the steamy shower and dried off. My Mom revealed the items she had purchased earlier that day, and began to lay them out for each of us. There were two short royal-blue miniskirts, two plain, short-sleeved white blouses with a dark blue line around the collar, and two pairs of knee-high, white cotton socks. Finally she had two lengths of silky red fabric for bow ties.

After she laid them out, we looked at each other and giggled.

This was going to be fun.

We began to get dressed, helping each other as we went. After a few minutes, the two of us had donned the outfits.

“Should we wear panties?” I asked my Mom, coyly.

We shared a brief knowing look.

“Nah!” we said in unison, giggling again.

We stood in the mirror, side-by-side. With my Mom’s flawless skin, no one would’ve guessed that we were mother and daughter. We looked just like the young Japanese girls I regularly saw on Instagram.

More than that, we looked close enough to be sisters. Maybe even twins.

I hoped Dan liked it…

We both put on sultry red lipstick and some light makeup… not that my Mom needed any.

Even our hairstyle was similar, long silky dark hair, swept across our faces. I had brushed mine to the opposite side, the effect giving us a certain symmetry. I felt so sexy as we checked ourselves in the mirror one last time. Despite my slightly smaller breasts, I was secretly delighted that I could pass for my hot Mom’s double.

“Wow…” my Mom whispered.

“Yeah…” I bit my lip as my imagination ran wild. “Dan is one lucky motherfucker!”

“All things being equal… I think fucking your own Mom makes you the luckiest motherfucker…” my Mom said dryly.

I rolled my eyes, smiling despite myself. I walked into that one.

We heard the doorbell chime suddenly downstairs.

I hurried downstairs, opening the door to Bella who stood soaking wet from the torrential rain. She stepped inside quickly before turning to see the both of us stand there, looking like slutty carbon copies.

“Oh. My. Fucking. GOD!!! You two are unbelievable!… Just when I think you two can’t get any dirtier… you dress up like twins!” We posed back to back, smiling as we each raised two fingers in the peace sign like Japanese girls posing for a photo. She laughed good-naturedly.

We shared lingering kisses as we welcomed her. Her hands dropped to my Mom’s ass as they kissed, and then mine. Her top was wet from the rain and I could clearly see the outline of her massive tits and erect nipples.

“Jesus Bella, I don’t know what’s going to be harder, Dan’s cock or your nipples!” I jibed, reaching up to circle them with my fingers. “Why don’t you go upstairs to my room and get ready?… We just have one more guest to welcome.”

“What?… Oh, I thought…” she began, with a confused expression.

“Don’t worry Bella.” my Mom interrupted. “… It’s no-one you haven’t met before.” she said, cryptically.

“Oh…” Bella replied. I watched as comprehension dawned on her face. “Oh!” she exclaimed, and she smiled broadly. “Wow!… Don’t worry, I’ll be ready in a few minutes!… To be honest, I think I’ve been ready for a while now…”

My Mom ushered her up the stairs brusquely. “Take off everything and lay on Yumi’s bed. There’s oil on the nightstand. Why don’t you rub it into your skin?… especially your tits. We’ll be up shortly.”

Bella looked as though she was about to reply, but instead she just laughed at my Mom’s no-nonsense assertiveness.

“Yes ma’am!”

My Mom slapped her ass as Bella moved past us and climbed the stairs.

When she had disappeared, I turned to my Mom and we exchanged a knowing look. How had we come to this point? It seemed like only yesterday that she had been my uptight Japanese mother, apparently content to live out a monotonous routine with my father. Through pure chance, I had discovered that she was far more like me than I had ever suspected. Perpetually horny. Infinitely kinky. Now we were sexual confederates, covertly enjoying each other’s bodies… in addition to two extremely well-endowed Caucasian specimens. I wasn’t sure what I was more excited to see, my Mom and I fulfilling a fantasy for Dan, or him ravaging my busty friend… while my mother istanbul escort and I watched.

We’d soon find out.

Dan arrived a few minutes later.

My Mom opened the door and took a step back so that we were shoulder-to-shoulder as he entered our home. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, with his leather jacket pulled over his head to shield him from the heavy rain outside so that at first he wasn’t looking directly at us. Once he shook the droplets off however, his eyes flicked between the two of us, and he moaned appreciatively. “Goddamn! At least one of you is a mind-reader!…”

I knew then this was going to be one of the hottest fucks we ever had.

As he watched, my Mom put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to her, our lips and tongues slowly touching. We put on a teasing preview for him, promising sordid things to come.

“Fuuuuuuck!” he groaned. “Seriously, you two are so fucking sexy!”

“Arigatou gozaimasu!” we cooed at the same time, joining our hands together and bowing, as practiced. Dan grinned wolfishly.

We led him into the living room, pushing him back until he fell onto the sofa. Again we turned to each other and began to kiss, softly at first. We sucked on each other’s tongues, while our hands dropped to cup the other’s asses. I looked at Dan as I raised my mother’s miniskirt slightly, revealing her bare ass underneath. He exhaled deeply, his eyes filling with sexual desire.

We spoke Japanese to him as we kissed and touched each other. I bent my Mom over and spanked her close to his face. After a few whacks, I bent over and she did the same to me.

We both dropped to our knees and crawled to either side of where Dan sat. I took Dan’s right hand and my Mom took his left. We slowly lifted his index finger to our mouths, teasing it with our tongues, before sucking on it. Dan’s head rolled back with the erotic sensation of two tongues on him at once. I could see his huge dick swelling in his jeans. No doubt he wished our tongues were swirling around the tip of his cock… but we were enjoying teasing him too much… and we had plenty of time.

The storm outside seemed to intensify.

We rose, both of us still holding one of his hands, and led him slowly upstairs. Our bare asses, only partially covered by the miniskirts, swayed in front of his face. I glanced down at him and could see that his massive tool had already oozed precum, creating a damp spot on his jeans.

God, he was really loving this!.

When we got to my room, I knocked gently on the door. Dan looked at me quizzically with a raised eyebrow. I put a finger to my lips.

“… Come in.” Bella called from inside.

I opened the door and we led Dan inside. Even though we had seen Bella naked several times, the sight of her laying on my bed, her pale, oiled skin reflecting the lit candles around the room, resembled something from a renaissance painting. An image of the perfect female form.

“Wow Bella…” I muttered.

Her massive, shiny tits heaved as she inhaled deeply, her ribcage becoming more visible as it expanded. She was obviously nervous, but I could tell she was extremely aroused too. Her pussy already appeared slick… and I doubted that was just from the oil.

“Dan… we want you to fuck Bella for us. Is that ok?” I asked in an innocent, flirty tone, playing up to the schoolgirl role.

His eyes feasted on her tits. His cock was straining against his jeans. I put my hand on the bulging head, feeling his sticky precum on my palm. It felt warm to the touch.

“You sure?” he looked from me to my Mom, dubiously.

“Yeah baby… You want to?”

His eyes returned to the blonde, big-titted babe that I bet all of his friends wanted to fuck.

“Fuck yeah…” he growled.

I wondered how long he’d wanted her. And how long she’d wanted him. Had they played with themselves, thinking about each other? Had she been jealous of me when I told her how good Dan was in bed? When I told her how long and thick his dick was? When I told her how my pussy felt stretched afterwards, and how I had mini-orgasms just thinking about the next time he’d bang me?

The thought made my pussy feel hot.

I sank to my knees and my Mom followed suit. I undid Dan’s belt while she opened his jeans. When we both yanked them down, his magnificent white cock bounced free, already shiny with his cum. It looked even bigger than normal.

Bella gasped.

I grinned inwardly. Each one one of us had reacted the same to seeing it.

It was instinctive.

It was only natural.

He stepped out of his jeans and boxer shorts, and pulled his t-shirt over his head, standing naked in front of my bed, his dick aimed at my friend’s wet cunt. I remembered the first time he had fucked my Mom, on the same bed.

We always seemed to find new taboos to explore. I vaguely wondered where this dangerous habit would lead, over time.

Lightning crashed outside, and after a moment, thunder rumbled in the distance.

My Mom and I exchanged a playful look over Dan’s rigid cock. We leaned closer and began to slide our tongues along the underside of his long shaft. He groaned loudly, his eyes flicking between Bella’s face, her giant oiled tits, and her waiting pussy. We licked him up and down his length in unison. Bella moaned as she watched us.

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