Crazy trouble with love part 10
Pamela and Danny
Series: Danny Phantom
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Pamela Manson was many things, an upstanding citizen of the community, wealthy socialite, a genius stock investor; but under it all she was something else. She was a woman, with womanly needs. Needs that, sad to say, weren't being tended to. Now Pam loved her husband, Jeremy, she truly did; but when it came to their...nocturnal activities... there was definitely room for improvement.
When they were younger, they were wild and had the energy to go at it, but after getting married and having Sam, his stamina had dwindled to what one might expect from a virgin. That being the kind where he tended to go off far too soon before she had a chance to really get into it or feel much.
Now Pamela had ways of 'scratching her itch'; ways she hadn't even told her husband about. For a while it was enough for her, but recently a shocking revelation had come to her attention that changed all that.
It all started when her daughter, Sam, started having an unusual amount of study dates with her boyfriend, Danny Fenton. More famously known around the world as the half ghost hero, Danny Phantom.
In the past she detested the young man for a number of reasons. Reasons had come to realize were, to put it nicely, closed minded.
Now in their final year of highschool the two seemed to be more focused on their school work; Unusually more.
She grew suspicious when their 'study sessions' lasted until late into the night, so late Danny would have to stay over, in separate rooms of course.
Pamela wanted to give her daughter the benefit of the doubt that nothing was going on yet there was still a nagging in the back of her mind. So to put her suspicions to rest she hid a motion activated camera in her daughter's room. What it captured shook Pamela to her core.
Sitting at the kitchen table Pamela broke proper etiquette by resting her elbows on the table with her head in her hands as she stared at the smart phone in front of her.
A part of her wished she had simply minded her own business and stayed out of it, and yet, no matter how much she wanted to, another part of her couldn't bring herself to delete what the camera had recorded.
She let out a sigh and rubbed her eyes when she heard someone enter. It was her daughter still dressed in her purple silk pajamas. Over the years she let her hair grow out to where she covered her shoulder blades.
"Morning Mom." Sam greeted, walking towards the fridge.
"Samantha, we need to have a talk."
"Can it wait till after breakfast? I'm starving."
Pamela hardened her gaze before grabbing her phone and pressing play.
(Ohh, Danny! Yes! Fuck me!)
Sam froze hearing the profanity in her own voice.
(Tear me wide open again and again! OH FUCK YES!)
Pamela stopped the video and put her phone down. "Are you ready to talk now?"
Sam said nothing and turned to walk back to the table. There was a part of her that wanted to blow up at her mother in outrage, but she knew when she was backed into a corner. She held her hands together and looked at the table as her mother crossed her arms. "I...um...I can explain."
"Oh I'm very certain this video is self explanatory. Not only have you been doing...that behind our backs, but also while we were even home. Did it amuse you? Did it thrill you?"
"Mom, I can explain. Me and Danny wanted to go to his place, but-"
"Oh, so you were already content and comfortable going off to his home and doing it in his bed? Where the two of you could get caught by his parents, is that right?"
"No! I mean...that's not...ugh! What do you even want me to say?" she groaned before giving a glare. "Would you want us to just find a random alley and do it there? Or do it in broad view for everyone? Because if it's an issue at his place and mine, then maybe we should."
Pamela kept her steely gaze on daughter throughout her rant then closed her eyes and took a deep breath before sighing. "No."
"Then what? You just wanna have an excuse to get on my back? We're in a relationship, this is gonna happen. I don't know how PG it was for you and dad, but things changed and aren't the same."
"Sam, I'm not angry. I'm... jealous." she let out, making Sam lose her glare and look lost.
"Wait...you're what?"
"Look I could pretend to be the upstanding woman I've always made myself out to be, but in truth...I have needs that haven't been met." she looked down at the table as he slumped her shoulders. "I've always tried to be put together and tidy, but over the years it's not that easy, especially when I need to come clean. Your father and I have been having...issues."
"Issues? You don't mean...you're not thinking of getting divorced are you?"
"Oh no! No no no, nothing like that." she quickly held her hands up while shaking her head. "I mean issues...in the bedroom."
"Oh. Oh! Oh God." Sam put a hand to her forehead and looked away, closing her eyes and trying to keep herself from letting her mind get any weird images. "I so didn't need to hear that."
"Sam, your father is, for lack of a better term, a one pump chump. In all the years we've been married he's only fully satisfied me as many times as I can count on my hands."
"Oh great, now I'm thinking about it. Although I don't know which is more disturbing, the mental image or the neglect you've endured."
"I have ways of...let's call it scratching the itch, but it's gotten quite hollow. However I've seen how Danny never leaves you wanting, And using his ghost powers definitely puts a new spin on things. Does it ever seem like TOO much?"
"Honestly...yeah, it's the main reason I lay back and take it. His powers, plus years of ghost fighting, have increased his stamina so much I need to conserve energy just to stay conscious." she admitted, blushing and looking away. "I mean, I tried to tough it out, but...damn does he make it hard. It's better to let him go to town so I can keep it together, otherwise I'd be out and he'd still be ready to go and go and go."
Pamela stared off into space as she let those words sink in.
"Mom? Mom? HEY!" Sam exclaimed, clapping her hand to snap her mother back to reality.
"Huh!? What? Oh sorry I must have spaced out."
"Were...Were you imagining that?" Sam questioned in disbelief.
"Well...yes and no. I was picturing it but...not exactly you."
"...you're kidding." Sam questioned.
"A woman can dream!" Defended the woman, turning away with her arms crossed. "There's nothing wrong with that."
"Would you have said that before me and Danny hooked up?"
"Sam, I've had to do things I never thought I'd ever do just to sate my appetites. I went into an adult entertainment store."
"Seriously? Damn, wouldn't mind a pic of that." She whispered with a snicker. "Did you go in decked out in an overcoat, sunglasses and an oversized hat?"
"How did you...uh."
"Pffft!" Sam covered her mouth and sniggered into her hands.
"It's not that funny!" the mother exclaimed as Sam leaned back in her seat and burst out laughing. "Stop laughing at once!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's just, that is such a cliche."
"It was already mortifying the first time, and you're not helping."
"How long did you last before running out like a scared little girl?"
"I was NOT a scared little girl!" Pam exclaimed with a blush.
Although she'd never admit it, Pamela was so put off by all the different devices that she left the store almost immediately after entering to gather her courage. She didn't use her credit card to make her purchases because it would get back to Jeremy.
"And we're getting off track young lady!"
"Look mom, I know you don't like what I'm doing, but if Danny gets too pent up he might turn to that two timing whore Paulina Sanchez." scowled Sam.
"Wait, he'd be that quick to abandon you?!"
"I mean there wouldn't be any emotional attachment between them, but...well you've seen how he rails me, so you know he's got one helluva libido. Paulina only likes him for his fame so sleeping with Danny would just be another feather in her cap."
"Goodness me!"
"I mean she'd know how to push his buttons if he's really struggling, which I can't exactly hold against him." Sam explained. "She'd probably even do things he's never even tried with me."
"Such as?"
"Well...like...anal."
Pamela blushed, but also looked at her daughter in surprise. "You two haven't gone that far?"
"We tried it once, I didn't like it."
"That's...surprising." Pamela muttered before her curiosity got the better of her. "Prey tell, what's the wildest thing you've done?"
"Uh...you don't wanna know." Sam said with a blush.
"We already came this far. No point stopping now." Pamela shrugged.
"Well...alright, but don't go ragging on me later on, alright?"
Sam said before taking deep breaths. "Gangbang."
"With who?"
"Danny's clones." Sam replied. "The most we've done is four."
"What else?"
"BDSM." Sam answered. "I mean I liked it, but there are certain things I don't want to do again."
"Well I never did see the appeal with all that leather and rope."
"Oh I like the leather, it's the gags and whips that don't appeal to me, at least when they're on me."
"Ah, I see."
"Yeah, I prefer spanking, it feels more personal."
"What else?" Pamela questioned leaning in closer.
"Petplay." She answered. "It was more fun than expected."
"What else!?" Pamela raised her voice which also caused Sam's suspicion to rise too.
"Mom...just how desperate are you to get laid?"
"I...I'm not desperate." she refuted, looking away quickly.
"Your voice is telling me a different story." Sam pointed out.
"You're hearing things." Pamela tried to deny leaving the table.
"Guess you won't hear the part about the two of us streaking then." Sam gave a casual shrug.
"WHAT!?"
"Yeah, we ran through the park completely naked while Danny used his invisibility to hide us."
"Oh now that is going too far young lady! What if something had gone wrong and someone saw you two?!"
"It was actually kinda romantic, we were holding hands the entire time." smiled Sam. "Or was I 'hearing things' right there?"
"Ugh." Pamela let out and put a hand on her forehead. Pamela didn't think it was possible, but she was even more touch starved than before. Each kink was getting her panties moist.
"Speaking of romance. Danny did something super sweet."
"Sweet?"
"Yeah, but he doesn't know that I know. It's supposed to be a surprise."
"Care...to tell me?"
"Okay, so I overheard him talking to his dad, and apparently he went to Paris to speak with the mayor, asked him to pull some strings so we could use Notre Dame cathedral to hold our wedding after he proposes, and he said yes!"
"WHAT!?" Pamela shrieked. "M-M-MARRIAGE?!"
"Yeah. Crazy right?" she smiled. "I'm still waiting for him to pop the question any day now."
"Sam!" Pamela let out, practically jumping from her spot.
Sam was expecting some kind of scolding, but what she wasn't expecting was her mother's expression to turn to one of sadness before leaving the kitchen.
"Uh...mom?" Sam questioned as she stood up and followed her mother into the foyer. "Mom, wait."
Her mom didn't stop and just kept her back to her daughter.
"Mom!" Sam raised her voice, grabbing her mom by the shoulder and made her turn around. "What's with you?"
Pamela said nothing for a few moments before looking back at her daughter close to tears. "I'm just...so... happy for you. You have someone who loves you and can satisfy you. Well done Samantha."
"Oh, well...thanks?"
"Now... if you'll excuse me." She freed her arm and rushed up the stairs leaving a perplexed Sam. Once in her room she locked the door and let out a sigh. She walked over to her dresser, which was separate from Jeremy's, then opened the top drawer and pulled out a vibrator. "Looks like it's just you and me for the weekend." She said to the inanimate object and went into hers and Jeremy's bathroom.
(Later that day)
Sam and Pamela sat across from the other, eating the steak dinner Pamela cooked up; neither of them saying a word.
However Pamela did notice Sam was checking the time quite frequently. It was starting to get on the older woman's nerves.
"Samantha, what is wrong with you? You look like you're going to be late for an appointment or something."
"Huh? Oh it's nothing." she waved off, getting back to eating the meal.
Pamela raised an eyebrow in suspicion. Before she could push it, there came a knock at the front door.
"I'll get it!" Sam quickly got up and rushed to the door, essentially proving to Pamela something was up.
"Okay, enough is enough." Pamela stood up and marched her way out of the dining room. When she came to the foyer she found her daughter with none other than her boyfriend.
"Hey Mrs. Manson."
"Oh, hello Daniel. What a... lovely surprise." greeted Pamela, trying to sound polite and put up a smile, albeit forced. "What brings you here so late?"
"Sam actually." he nodded to his girlfriend with her mom getting the hint.
"Ah, well then...I think I'll head out for a late night movie and give you two some space."
"Hold on mom." Sam spoke up. "We need to talk."
"About what?" Pamela questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Well...the actual reason I called Danny over."
"Yeah, apparently you've got a slight 'vitamin D deficiency'."
"What are you talking about? I make sure to spend no more time out in the sun than what is needed."
"That's not what he meant." Sam spoke. "He means how you've been starving for a real man." Sam clarified.
"YOU TOLD HIM?!" gasped the woman, going wide eyed at her daughter in betrayal.
"I know what you're thinking and no it wasn't to make fun of you." Sam held her hands up. "I just figured that after our talk, and after thinking it over, I talked to Danny who is willing to help you."
"...I beg your pardon?" Questioned Pamela, her brain briefly shutting down.
"I know any normal person wouldn't even consider this, but let's face it we're not exactly normal." Sam remarked while draping an arm over Danny's shoulders.
"Hey, I'm the half ghost here." he joked.
"I'm well aware. I'm still sore from your crazy amount of stamina."
"I...you two..."
"I figured talking about this with you would be better than having Danny wait in your room to put the moves on you." Sam shrugged. "I figured since he knows what he's doing, he could make you feel brand new."
"I think I need to sit down." she moved over to take a spot on the couch, holding a hand to her forehead to try and keep from feeling faint.
Sam walked over and sat down next to her mother. "Look, I know it's sudden and out of nowhere, but I figured if I told you before you'd try and come up with an excuse to back out over some bs reason." Sam said. "Plus it's not like you'd be the first wealthy woman to fool around behind her husband's back because their husband couldn't satisfy them."
"Sam! I...I couldn't. I made a vow with your father."
"Did those vows happen to include being stuck in a relationship with no passion?"
"I mean, we still swore ourselves to each other."
"So it's better to be in a relationship with no passion, and be miserable for the rest of your life?" Sam questioned. "That sounds like a living hell."
"Well...I mean..."
"Think of it this way, at least it's someone you know and not some stranger in the back alley who will have their way and leave you until they're done and leave." Sam bluntly remarked, which Pamela didn't say, but mentally admitted her daughter did have a good point. "Besides, it's not like Danny wouldn't like it. This way he gets to rock the bed with a MILF."
"A what?"
"It's an acronym for Mom I'd Like to Fuck."
"Goodness gracious!" Pamela let out with a blush. "That is so crass."
"But not entirely inaccurate." Danny spoke. "I mean you've definitely kept in shape these last few years."
Pamela felt her face flush at the compliment, and hearing it straight from her daughter's own boyfriend just made it all the more flattering. "*ahem* Thank you." she nodded in acknowledgement. "And...I admit, you've grown into a fine young man."
"Yeah well, when you're fighting megalomaniacal ghosts as much as me you don't need a gym membership." Danny replied, flexing one of his arms.
Pamela took note of the muscle on him, gulping when she saw him meet her gaze and smirked.
"Wanna feel?"
'Oh dear sweet Lord.' she felt herself get more flushed at the offer, feeling herself get hotter at the offer. "A generous offer but, um..."
"Oh just cop a feel you big baby." Sam spoke out. "Or are you gonna stare and drool like a kid at a candy store?"
"I am not drooling." Pamela defended, albeit giving her lower lip a brief wipe with her thumb. "Besides, what would your father think if he found out?"
"Jealous, duh." Sam said. "But he's not going to find out. So come on, live a little."
Pamela looked at her daughter, then back at Danny whose arm DID look tempting to feel, and gulped. "Well...maybe just a little feel wouldn't hurt." She said before reaching out and felt the young man's arm. "Oh my."
"I've been investing in some weights at home besides ghost fighting, it never hurts to keep them in shape when I've got time to myself."
"And it's not just his arms." Sam remarked. "There's his chest, stomach, legs, butt-"
"Sam!" They both let out.
"What? I'm not lying, am I?" She questioned.
Danny shook his head, but took note of Pamela still rubbing his arm and felt a bit cocky. "Can your husband match up?"
"..."
"Ahem."
"Huh? What?" she blinked, snapping out of her daze.
"I said, can your husband match up to muscles like these?"
"That's not... I mean...no."
"How much bigger are they?"
"That's not... I mean...no." Pamela sighed in defeat.
"And they're not just for show." Danny said before suddenly picking up Pamela and holding her bridal style.
"Eep!" Pamela let out in surprise. "My word!"
"Before I would have had trouble lifting just Sam, but now? Easy as pie." Danny spoke.
"I-I-I can see that..."
"Alright enough showing off." Sam spoke up. "You've seen what Danny has to offer mom, are you just going to live out the rest of your life so physically unsatisfied?"
Her mom was silent, not bothering to tell Danny to put her down. "Jeremy, can never know about this."
"Relax, it'll be our little secret." Danny said, turning to the door. "Don't worry Sam, I'll try not to break her."
"Hey, don't hold back on my account." Sam waved.
Danny carried Pamela up the stairs without dropping the older woman, with said woman feeling butterflies in her stomach, and a tingling in her loins. When they entered her bedroom, she felt the sensation grow. The idea of sharing her bed with another man caused countless emotions to conflict with one another.
"So... Do you want me to be loving and gentle or would you prefer me to be rough and forceful?" he asked while setting her down on the bed. "I can do both no problem, but knowing which one before we get started makes it easier."
"Just...do whatever it is you do with Sam."
"Forceful it is." He said pushing her down and pinning her to the bed. He held her wrists down with ease, giving a smirk as she let out a squeak of surprise. "Here's a trick that really gives Sam goosebumps." He reached down to her dress and used his intangibility to pull the outfit off without so much as a tear and tossed it to the floor revealing a matching pair of white lacy underwear and brazier. "Damn, not bad."
"Oh! my word!" She let out, face turning red as Danny looked her over and whistled.
"You sure know how to stay in shape." He remarked and trailed his hand over her stomach.
"W-W-Well I DO need a hobby to keep me g-EEP!" she let out when she felt him rub around her waist, making her shudder.
"Well whatever it is, it works wonders." He leaned down to her stomach and gave it a lick, making her jump.
"OH!"
"Ticklish?" Danny teased running his fingers over the spot.
"N-No!" She let out squirming at his touch.
"You say no, but your body says yes." he brought his hands down and started drumming his fingers across the spot.
"Ah!" Pamela arched at his touch. She couldn't stop herself from letting out her laughter as his fingers trailed all across her flesh.
While she was distracted, Danny took the opportunity to phase off her bra. Seeing her bare breasts made him let out an impressed whistle given how they had a slight sag, but still plenty of bounce to them. "I See your money isn't the only endowment you've been maintaining." Danny said, pinching her nipple.
She jolted and let out a high pitched moan. "Daniel!"
"So sensitive." Danny then grabbed her breast, "You poor thing."
"Ahhhh!" she moaned with wide eyes, squirming as he massaged and squeezed her mounds.
"Jeremy really hasn't been taking care of you." He remarked, giving her nubs a light rub; causing the mother to let out a sudden squeak, but didn't voice any displeasure. "Wow, if you're this sensitive, he must not be much of a boob man. What exactly have you done with him?"
"N-N-Nothing as raunchy as you and SAM!" she jumped and yelped the last part when he gave them a light pinch.
"Oh, well then, this is going to be fun." He gave a devious grin before leaning down and gave one of her nipples a lick.
"Ha! W-Wait! Hold on."
"Why? Getting shy?" he teased.
"No, it's... you're still wearing all your clothes and I'm almost as bare as the day I was born." She pointed out. "It just...doesn't seem fair."
"Hmm, good point." he said, leaving the bed. "Watch this."
Pamela watched him grab his shirt before making himself intangible and threw it off. As soon as his bare chest was shown, Pamela swore the temperature shot up. She had seen Danny's bare chest before thanks to the hidden camera, but seeing it in person was another thing.
"I...I...woof." Pamela stammered.
"You ain't seen nothing yet." he boasted before doing the same thing to his pants, leaving him in the bare nude as it showed he had no underwear.
Upon looking between his legs, her jaw dropped and her entire face went red.
"Like what you see, you perv?" teased Danny with his fists on his hips, soaking in her staring.
"Huh? Wait, what did you call me?"
"Perv. I mean, you sure do like to stare at my dick." he joked.
"Ah! How dare you!" Pamela let out. "I am a member of Amity Park's social elite!"
"Doesn't mean you can't stare and get horny like everybody else. Besides, you were the one watching your daughter get plowed by her boyfriend. Did you even try looking away when you saw it coming?" he wiggled his eyebrows, making her turn away and not give an excuse in response.
"That's not..."
"Admit it. You wish it was you." Danny teased, moving behind her. "Getting raw dogged on the reg, In every way imaginable, filled in ways that just turn your legs to jelly."
"And why would I ever want that?"
"Because you're tired of hiding behind the image of perfection that you put up." Danny said, wrapping an arm around her while his other went to her thigh. "I'll bet you'd love to just say 'fuck it all' and really cut loose." He then moved his hand to her panties, hooked the hem with his finger and stretched them to their limit. "And let someone FUCK you raw." He released her panties, letting them snap against her hip to make her jump."
"AHH!" she jumped from the brief snap.
"So let's be real and be honest here; you wanna say 'fuck everything' and get treated like some two dollar slut, don't you?"
"..."
"Knew it." Danny said phasing off her last article of clothing.
"I-I'm not a...really I'm...I..." She stammered as Danny gently pushed her down to the bed and loomed over her. "Oh forget it, just do it. have your way with me"
"Ah ah, what's the magic word?" he teased.
"Grrrr…FUCK ME!"
"I was thinking 'please' but since you're so eager," Danny used his powers to make an exact copy of himself. "Why don't we have some real fun."
"B-But we-" she was cut off when the copy grabbed her face and stuffed her mouth with his cock. "MMHHH!"
"See? We can cover both spots no prob." The clone said, patting her head.
The original lined up with her moist folds and prodded it before pushing into the hole.
She squirmed slightly at the invasion of her most personal part. Feeling something this big, bigger than her husband, and stretching her out was making her moan loud and clear around the dick stuffed in her mouth.
"God damn you really did need a dick in you." grunted Danny, having to put more force in his hips to push his dick in deeper.
Her moans turned to screams as he stretched her out. The clone rubbed her head before it started to pull back and thrust back inside the mouth with a grunt. "You should feel her mouth."
Both Dannys tried to move in sync as they thrusted back and forth in the two holes, making Pamela moan louder as her pussy adjusted to the size.
"Weird, she's not fighting back." Said the clone.
"See? She's finally relaxing and just being honest." Original Danny said, grabbing her ass.
Pamela moaned with each thrust, her body growing more and more hot from the cock stuffing her cunt, to the cock she was starting to drool over. 'Sweet merciful lord! How can something so wrong feel so right!?' she cried out in her mind as she felt like she was truly feeling pleasure that couldn't come from a dildo or her fingers.
Of course the need for air was ruining her thrill. She patted the clone's thigh who looked down and pulled his dick out, letting her intake fresh air and let out a cough or two. "Oh sweet lord."
"Sorry, too much for ya?" The clone questioned.
"I'm not surprised. She hasn't been dicked down in ages."
"Just...go easy...on my mouth."
"Well if the Lady insists." Danny said with a devious smile to his clone. He grabbed her by the arms and pulled her into his embrace, her breasts squished against his chest.
She let out a startled yelp as her face burned harder from feeling his bare muscles against her skin. She was at a loss for words, that it's until Danny used his hands to spread her ass open. "Wait, what are you-" She was cut off as soon as she felt the other dick's head prodding her anus, making her eyes widen. "Wait, hold o-AHHHHH!" She screamed as her body seized up at the intrusion.
"Ooooh! Fuck! Been wanting to do this forever!" The clone said, holding her hips.
"Looks like we just popped her black cherry."
"Sweet god above! take it out!"
"Just relax." Danny leaned in and kissed her neck, sucking on the skin to try and help her relax with his clone pushing more and more into the snug asshole.
"Oh God! Oh my fucking god! Fuck! Shit! Fuck!" Pamela cursed, throwing her head back and unable to keep her voice quiet until the copy stopped pushing inside her and hissed.
"Damn! Your ass is a genuine vice!"
"That good huh?" Asked the Danny
"Damn straight."
"Then it's time we help her start screaming for more."
"Wait! What are you going to do?"
"Just relax Pam, and try not to pass out too soon."
"Why would-" Without warning the two began to move in tandem pumping in and out of the woman. She gasped and groaned, the in sync sensation taking her breath away. "Oh God!"
"Oh fuck!" the two of them let out themselves.
"Oh God!" she screamed again, the sync thrusting making her holes clench together as a result, but her pussy and ass were just making it easier for Danny and his clone to get a better grip as they pushed in deeper.
"Still want us to stop Pammy?" Danny grunted as he pounded her pussy.
"N-No-NO!" She cried out.
"Wow, we broke this bitch in record time."
"Sounds like we don't have to hold back then." The clone said grabbing her breasts and roughly squeezed them
"Ahhhhh!"
Both Danny and his clone stopped as Pam reached her peak then went limp in their arms.
"Already?" Danny questioned.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Pamela panted, her mind buzzing and tingling as her orgasm felt...amazing. "Lord have mercy."
"Oh don't thank him yet, we're just getting started." Danny said before they suddenly pulled out and Pam suddenly found herself face down on the bed with her ass in the air.
"Huh? Wait...what are you-" Pamela tried to lift her head only for Danny to push it back in the bed.
"Don't move, I want to try this position out." He rubbed his dick against her ass cheeks.
Every rational fiber of her body was telling her to stop him, stop this. She was Pamela Manson, an esteemed member of high society, not some cheap trollop. Yet something more primal inside of her kept her from responding. It kept her from trying to push him away and instead made her bite her lip to try and keep quiet.
'Oh dear lord, what is wrong with me!' she cried out in her head before feeling the tip of his dick prod at her anus, the precum smearing across the opening and making her gulp. Her breath caught in her throat as her backdoor was once again breached. Feeling it get forced open again made her bite the sheets to try and muffle her voice, but it could still be heard.
"God damn, you were right, her ass is great." Danny said to his clone, grabbing her hips for leverage.
"I'm always right." smirked the clone smugly.
"Christ Pam, your husband missed out."
"A-AHHHHH!" she cried out, his dick stretching her hole and hitting a sensitive area, breaking the dam open and causing her to let out how she was truly feeling. "Right there! yes! Oohhhh fuck!"
Danny rocked his hips back and forth, grunting as her asshole squeezed even harder, but his stamina and drive wasn't gonna slow down so he gave her ass a slap.
"Ahh! Oh you brute! you savage! you...you...
Danny grinned and smacked her ass harder before leaning down to her ear. "Go on, say it."
"...you absolute stud!" she cried out, unable to stop from smiling as the pleasure was too much to keep up this stubborn mask. "Fuck my asshole until I'm gaping wide open!"
"Okay, NOW we've broken her." said the clone while stroking himself.
"Good!" The original began pistoning in and out of her asshole like a blur, making Pamela throw her head back and scream with pleasure and delight. "Not so great now are you, slut."
"Oh God! Tear me wide open like a cheap whore!"
"You kiss your daughter with that mouth?" grunted Danny. He kept smacking her hips as his thrusts became blurs.
"O-o-o-o-oh fu-u-u-u-u-u-u-uck" she let out, tongue hanging out as Danny felt the pressure coming up, and fast.
"Here it comes!" With one last slam, he buried himself inside her before he began shooting his seed as deep as he could reach. "Oh yeah, take it!"
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Pamela came once more as Danny slammed into her asshole. Her juices gushed all over the sheets as she gripped her bed sheets tight enough for her knuckles to turn white. Danny pulled out and let her relax. she could barely feel her legs and her back was bound to be sore tomorrow. "Ah...ah...ah..."
"You still with us, Mrs. M?" the clone questioned. She let out more incoherent panting, but managed to raise her hand up a bit before giving a thumbs up. "Good." he said before rolling her on her back.
Before Pamela could say anything the clone hilted his cock in her mouth. She felt it shoved back inside, making her let out a groan, but not try and stop him.
"Fun fact, splitting myself also splits my stamina equally between my clone's"
"So we're not even close to exhausted." Danny stated sitting back to enjoy the show as he recovered.
Pamela barely heard a thing, with both the cock being rammed in her mouth and the balls slapping her nose filling her nostrils with his scent, the rest of the world seemed non-existent. Her brain went blank and all she could do was let out muffled gurgling sounds with each thrust of the dick.
As time moved on, Pamela lost track of how much time had passed, how many positions Danny had put her in, or how many times either of them climaxed. The number of Danny's multiplied until there was only blackness.
Pamela regained consciousness after feeling a splash on her face. She opened her eyes and found herself in her bathtub. She let out a groan, registering her sore body with the water making her shake her head and rub some away from her eyes. "What...where am..."
"Good, you're finally awake."
Pamela turned and saw Sam sitting on her knees next to the tub, in her underwear. "Samantha? What's going on?" she questioned, covering her bare breasts.
"You passed out from Danny doing a whole one man gangbang. By the time I showed up you were practically covered head to toe in jizz. I dragged you into the tub to clean you off, but you were barely responsive. I was worried he'd fucked you into a coma." she revealed, making her mom take a moment to think back before jumping with wide eyes.
"I...I...oh goodness!"
"Luckily he had the common decency to not get any in your hair so that's a plus."
"Okay…..but why are you in your underwear?"
"Like I said, it was all over you, and when I tried getting you in the tub it got on me." she admitted before turning to the door. "Hey Danny! She's awake!"
Moments later the door opened and Danny stepped in. "Hey, how are you feeling?"he asked with a nervous tone.
"Well, I'm cold, my legs are sore, and I feel embarrassed that I passed out like that."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"But other than that? I feel like a brand new woman!"
"Oh, well, you're welcome." he replied, caught off guard and half expecting her to yell.
"Also you didn't do anything unusual while I was unconscious, did you?" Pamela questioned.
"What? No. Why would you even ask?" Sam questioned before her mother reached up and wiped a bit of cum from the corner of Sam's mouth making her blush. "Okay, maybe Danny had one left in the chamber so I gave him a blowy."
Her mother rolled her eyes before casually sucking the cum from her finger without thinking.
"MOM!"
"Oh don't give me that young lady. I feel better than I have in years, and I'm gonna start living my life without worrying about every little thing; like being so uptight." Pamela replied, easing into her bath. "Besides, you didn't seem to mind the fact that his cock was inside me when you went down on him. or did you just forget?"
Sam opened her mouth, only to go wide eyed before letting out a shudder. "I actually did honestly."
"Well you two can have another go, I'll soak here for a bit more before getting dressed. Pamela stated.
Danny and Sam left her alone and closed the door, giving Pamela privacy as she looked up at the ceiling.
The next day, the sun rose up without a cloud in the sky, the perfect way to start someone's day. The front door opened and in walked Jeremy Manson. "Honey, I'm home!"
His wife was in the middle of breakfast, humming a cheerful tune before skipping over to her husband with a spring in her step and giving a bright smile. "Good morning dear, welcome back."
"Pamela?" He looked at his wife as she pecked him on the cheek before giving a twirl as she went back to cooking. "You look like you're in a...good mood."
"Well while you were gone I took some time to destress."
"Did you take a trip to the spa?"
"More like a... massage." she gave a giggle to herself while flipping fresh pancakes onto a plate. "It really helped me get a few kinks out of my back."
"Really? What kind was it, shiatsu? Swedish? Deep tissue?"
"Let's just say it's a one of a kind that made me feel ten years younger." Pamela replied before suddenly Danny walked in.
"Morning Pam, oh Jeremy. I didn't know you were home."
"Daniel." Jeremy spoke with a tone that had no emotion in it. it was clear Jeremy did not want the boy in his house. "What are you doing here so early?"
Pamela gulped in fear.
"Study session with Sam ran long last night, so I stayed in one of your guest bedrooms."
"You know that's been happening a lot lately." Jeremy replied. "What exactly were you studying?"
"Biology, Sam's been helping me out."
Pamela held her hand over her mouth trying to hide her grin at the double meaning.
"Well it sure doesn't seem like it's working if it happens more than once." remarked the man with a raised eyebrow with suspicion.
"There's a lot more to cover than you might think. The human body alone has over two hundred bones. Fun fact, despite the slang used, human males are one of the only mammals that don't have a bone in their penis." he quoted like an expert, the last part making Pamela have to bite her hand to really stifle the chuckle that nearly came out.
"Could have gone my whole life without hearing that." Jeremy muttered.
"Hey, you learn something new everyday."
"I'm going to my study." Jeremy said leaving the kitchen.
"Don't you want any breakfast?"
"I've lost my appetite." He glanced at Danny before vanishing completely with Danny giving Pam an innocent look.
"I feel like he doesn't like me, how rude."
"Is that really what they teach in school these days?" Pamela questioned unable to hold back her smile
"Haha, of course not. I mean the penis bone thing is true, but Sam thought something like that would be the only way to get you guys to end any conversation." He admitted while walking up to her, directly in front of her while casually leaning down to smell the pan. "Hmmm, smells just right. I wouldn't mind grabbing a quick bite to recharge after last night. Oh, speaking of which, Sam and I talked last night. We agreed that if you're ever lacking in "vitamin D" I can give you a ride to Bonetown for a few shots."
She blushed at their proximity and felt his breath so close to her skin. She pressed her legs together as her imagination went wild. The idea of him propping her on the counter and ripping her clothes off before fucking her right then and there came to mind. She cleared her throat and gathered her thoughts. "I will... keep that in mind."
"It's a deal then." He gave a peck on her neck. "Later gorgeous." Danny said before groping her backside then walked off
She shivered and let out a low sigh as she could feel her panties growing moist already. "That boy will be the death of me. Then again...what a way to go."