[F4a] The nympo milf and her equally degenerate daughter.
The front door creaked open, and a statuesque figure stepped inside, bringing the scent of exertion and the faint, metallic tang of the gym with her. Clad in a set of skintight, pastel pink workout gear, the older woman’s every curve was on full display. The fabric hugged her colossal rear and thunderous thighs, stretched thin over her monumental chest, which jiggled with every step. A light sheen of perspiration coated her pale skin, making it glisten under the hallway light as she kicked off her sneakers.
On the couch, a diminutive girl barely looked up from her phone, a sweet-smelling vapor cloud puffing from her lips. "How was the gym, Mom?" she asked, her voice a melodic lilt.
"Oh, eventful," the towering woman replied, dropping her gym bag with a heavy thud. "Got there early, had to break in this new young hung stud at the gym. Popped his little cherry right in the sauna."
The smaller girl’s fingers paused mid-scroll, her sapphire eyes widening. "Yeah? Is he breeding bull material?"
"Honey," her mother sighed, striding into the living room and sinking onto the plush armchair opposite her daughter, "hung likw a horse and came like a goddamn fire hose. Fucked like a seasoned pro, too. Wouldn't have guessed he was a virgin in a million years."
"Sounds like a real stud," the tiny girl breathed, slipping her phone onto the cushion beside her. Her gaze was fixed on her mother's sweat-slickened form. "Where'd he finish?"
A wicked grin spread across the older woman's full lips. "Creampie," she purred, leaning back and spreading her powerful thighs slightly. "Ripped that rubber right off so I could feel every last drop."
The daughter practically vibrated with excitement, hopping off the couch and dropping to her knees before her mother. "Can I... can I eat it out of you?" she begged, her hands already reaching for the waistband of her mother's soaked yoga pants
Her mother groaned dramatically. "Baby, I'm absolutely drenched in sweat..."
"I'll lick the sweat off, too," The daughter promised without hesitation, her eyes glazed with lust as she nuzzled against her mother's inner thigh. "Please? I need to taste you both."
Erin’s plump lower lip jutted out in a classic pout, but her mother simply chuckled, gripping her daughter's chin firmly. "Patience, my little slut. I'll think about it," she murmured, her thumb stroking Erin's cheek. "Now, how'd that calculus midterm go?"
"Flunked it," Erin mumbled, her hands roaming freely over her mother's sweat-dampened curves, tracing the swell of her hips and the valley of her colossal ass. She buried her face in the comforting warmth of her mother's thick thigh.
"What? Why? You're a genius in calc!" her mother exclaimed, feigning shock.
"'Cause I wanted to suck off the professor instead," Erin confessed bluntly. "That DILF you told me about." She looked up, her blue eyes sparkling. "His cock was only nine inches, but he said I suck better than his wife."
A proud smile graced her mother's lips. "Good girl. Did he make a contribution to the boob job and BBL fund?"
"No, but that's a brilliant idea! I could offer to drain his balls daily for cash," Erin giggled. "But I have another fundraising idea for my bimbofication. I'll tell you during our goon session later."
"Fair enough. Hey, wanna hit the glory hole at the bar before we settle in for the night?" her mom suggested.
"Sure, as long as we stop by my dealer first," Erin agreed.
"Did you ever pay that tab?" her mother.
Erin grinned wickedly. "I'm gonna pay it off the old-fashioned way."
"That's my girl," her mother praised, squeezing her shoulder affectionately. "But speaking of payments, what happened to the money I gave you for that drug dealer?"
"Invested it. It's in my portfolio now," Erin stated matter-of-factly.
Her mother threw her head back and laughed, a booming sound that filled the room.
"That's my finance major," her mother exclaimed. She than pushed herself up from the couch, her body a monument to sensuality as she rose to her full, imposing height. "Alright, I'm hitting the shower before we go"
"Can I join?" Erin asked eagerly, scrambling to her feet.
"Only if you can peel me out of these sweaty clothes before I reach my bedroom," her mother challenged, a playful glint in her eye.
Erin huffed dramatically. "No fair! It's hard enough getting your giant ass into those pants, let alone pulling them off when you're all hot and sweaty."
Her mother took a step towards the hall, then paused, turning back with a smirk. "Then you'd better get started." With a fluid motion, she gripped the hem of her sports bra and yanked it over her head. Two absolutely monstrous, gravity defying sweat-glistening tits spilled out, each one looking like it weighed a solid twenty-five pounds as they hung heavily on her chest. She tossed the damp garment directly at her daughter's face before sauntering away, swaying her colossal hips jiggling with each step.
Before messaging me send me you're:
•ASL
•Kinks
•Limits
•Background as to how you got involved in this?
•What plans you have for Erin aka Tina Tiny Cunt and her mom to get involved in porn, prostitution, cam girling, only fans, and so on as well any other degenerate adventures to get into in between gooning.
•Bonus who want to involve female family members. Maybe a twin brother, older sister, aunts, gilf grandma, or maybe an older brother.
My kinks are feet (only into feminine characters feet) breeding/impregnation,, Incest, femboys, diverse body types (I wanna see them going after muscle studs, femboys, twinks Amazonian woman, muscle mommies, fit curvy sluts, bbws you name it.), oil play/nuru), just the tip (perfect for the start of a game of "its not incest if"), recording (fans would go wild over "it's not incest if" turned into a series), prostitution (gotta pay that tutition some how), outercourse (because sometimes people just don't wanna cheat, and outercourse is not cheating of course.), bondage (naturally someone's gonna get tied up and cucked at some point), cheating (just because their is a goalie doesnt mean you can't score), findom, (perfect for a wealthy businessman who doesnt want his wife to know he's paying some college slut to suck him off while her mothe records), hate fucking, and so many more.
Limits are rape, scat, underage, immature characters, vore, snuff, and things along those lines