Girls und Progeny

by Mad Holy

Following Chiyo’s recommendation, Shiho attempts to mend her and her daughters’ relationship the only way she knows how: skinship.

4. Rapture

All was quiet in the Shimada manor, a rare phenomenon given its name bearers' promiscuous proclivities. All the maids with whom Chiyo and Alice usually enjoyed before bed had been dismissed as the two wanted to share a special night alone, though Chiyo insisted it be Alice's bed. She always got a kick out of sleeping in her daughter's bed. It was still queen sized because, well, they're rich, but the presence of fluffy stuffed animals and an overabundance of pink got her really excited. Alice didn't understand her mother's fetishes, but it felt good when she let her suckle her breasts during sex, so she didn't question it.

The two were held together under the covers, Chiyo caressing her daughter's cute, boney cheeks. "Alice, my love," She said.

"Yes, mama?" Alice gazed longingly into her mother's eyes. She didn't cognitively think of it as romance, but much of her understanding of intimacy and attraction had developed from her and Chiyo's lovemaking.

Chiyo perched her chin atop her daughter's head. "How would you feel if Miho became your sister?"

She was young, but Alice understood the implication. "Are you and Ms. Nishizumi getting married?"

"I can't sneak anything past you, can I?" She kissed her daughter's head. "I'm in love, Alice. My heart has become like that of a maiden's. All of my most feminine desires have my chest at boiling point. I almost feel like a girl your age again."

"Does she feel the same way?"

Chiyo took a deep breath. "Yes. Thank god, yes she does." Her legs brushed anxiously against her daughter's. Sitting still made her uneasy. "Oh Alice, can you feel it? We've just made love three times and yet just the thought of Shiho has brought me back into heat. I've been an adult for over thirty years of my life. It may be hard for you to understand Alice, but people only become more placid as they age. Romance becomes more like a board meeting than intimacy. All semblance of discovery and adventure start to fade as the things that once seemed so exotic become mundane, repetitive. Apathy replaces thrill.

"Gosh Alice, listen to how your mother rambles. Can you hear my heart beating? I'm as giddy as a school girl. I can't believe how big and dumb my smile is right now. I love her. I love her so much, Alice. Every time we meet I just want her to ravish me for hours at a time. I think of how methodically she makes love to me, attacking all of my weakest spots. Her eyes, those dark, piercing eyes, scanning up and down my body. At my age you're lucky if the woman you're with will even hold you. When Shiho looks at me, it's like staring into the mouth of a lion. She doesn't just want me, Alice. She wants to make me squeal and moan until I'm begging her for more."

"Mama."

"Yes, my love."

"You're squeezing my butt."

"Dear, I'm aware. It's quite sexy." Both girls shared a laugh. Chiyo leaned down and pressed her lips to Alice's. "So, how do you feel?"

Alice rubbed her nose against Chiyo's. "You're a pervert, mama."

Chiyo rubbed her erection against her daughter's thighs. "Ohhh, yes I am. Yes ma'am, I am." She rolled on top of Alice, wedging her mature body between the petite girl's legs. "Say, sexy girl, why don't you let mama take your pussy for another spin?"

"Mama?"

"Yes?"

"I'm happy for you."

"Hah."

"Mama."

"Oh, Alice."

"I'm so happy for you."

"Hah. Hah. So tight."

"Cum inside me, mama."

"Hah."

"Mama."

"Fuck. Fuck."

"Cum inside."

"Alice."

"Mommy. Harder mommy."

"Fuck. Oh my fucking god, Alice."

"Mommy."

"Take me."

"Mommy."

"Take mommy's cum."

The most intimate and cherished union between individual and other, enjoyed beneath the sheets of a thirteen year old's bed. The sex act, performed both passionately and mechanically by mother and daughter, begins just as salaciously as it ends, in a deep, rapacious wetness. A stickiness that seemed to never quench around their digits and privates.

Chiyo watched as her daughter panted through narrowly lidded eyes, her heart tugging her once again forward. She crashed her lips against Alice's, her tongue invading the vulnerable territory of her little doll's mouth. She never wondered what her daughter's spit tasted like a year ago, yet now she drank it like wine.

Alice was right. She really was a pervert.

Chiyo rolled off her daughter, her arms still possessively draped around her frail body. Alice, herself, was keen to nestle between her mother's breasts. They were soft. She wasn't sure why, but they were her favorite part of the female anatomy.

"Alice."

"Yes, mama?"

"Miho and Maho are probably doing the same thing with their mother that we just did."

"Miho must be really happy right now."

"Maho, too."

"And you."

Chiyo smiled. "And me."

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"Girls, I can't take it anymore. Fuck me. Fuck your mother with your cocks."

Miho had never seen her mother like this. Uninhibited in both mind and body. Hungry. The longer Miho stared, the more hyperreal her mother became. A light halo appeared to trace each of her movements, unfocusing everything around her. Miho's eyes were pulsing, popping. This wasn't normal heat. She was scared. The sheer amount of emotions coursing through her made her think only in throbs. Her cock was hard. It wanted to rocket off her body. How could she feel this intense? She was helpless. She never knew she could feel this. That she was this.

"Mommy," Miho muttered. To herself. "I wanna have sex with you. I want to fuck you." She was jerking off frantically. She didn't care if she ejaculated. She'd be hard forever. She'd do it on her mother's face and tits. "Bend over. Bend your ass over."

Maho held her mother by the hips. Her mother planking above her. Pussy just barely out of reach of her cock. "You're dripping on my cock, mama. Your cunt is dripping on my cock." Her hands squeezed her hips. She couldn't believe she just said 'cunt' in front of her mother. So naughty. Shiho's flesh was fully available to her. She could touch and do to her whatever she wished. Impatience was building. She buoyed her hips, lifting her butt off the floor with her legs to raise her cock higher. It felt her mother. It felt the entrance on its tip. Wet. Wanting. "Mama," she said. "We're going to copulate. We're going to have sex."

"Maho. Miho," Shiho groaned. "I can feel your cocks on me. I can feel how much they yearn to fuck me." She looked down at Maho. The girl's face was full of her breasts, making her seem so girlish. She then turned to Miho, whose hands molested her butt. Both of their cocks were poking against her holes. Even light pokes coaxed out extreme throbs. It made her whole body tingle with numbed excitement.

She took a deep breath to steady herself, yet even that breath betrayed her lust, exiting her throat with a waver. Was this what Chiyo had been referring to? Her behavior was regressing, mimicking the ages projected by her young. She wanted to let her voice roar with juvenile requests. She wanted her daughters to spoil her.

"Miho. Maho," she said. Another deep breath. "I'm ready. Put your cocks in me. Make me yours."

There was a single pause between both girls. That final moment of hesitation that they shared, acknowledging that they would forever live as more than sisters and more than daughters. The next time they looked at each other, they wouldn't be looking at the women they thought they had known since birth. Who they were was in the past. Now incest, with all of its ethical and fetishistic quandaries, would define them eternally, for better or for worse.

As Shiho lowered her body closer to Maho's cock, Miho's pressed against her asshole. They penetrated her simultaneously, their tips spreading her holes, lodging themselves inside, and then pushing forward.

The inner walls of Shiho Nishizumi's pussy, and the inner walls of Shiho Nishizumi's anus. The revelation of their mother's textures hitched the girl's to their breaking point. The same occurred with Shiho. The reality of her blood daughters double teaming her, putting their privates inside of hers, places they hadn't entered since their births. The very concept of an "inside" gained newfound fetishism for her. She climaxed prematurely. All three felt their muscles tense as their cocks seized. Semen rivered from their tips, wetting Shiho's holes with a dual creampie. Shiho's semen erupted onto Maho's torso, white ribbons of motherly cum decorating her tits. Some strewn across her chin, a single line slashed across her lips.

Their moans were airy, hot, and loud, the air surrounding them trembling under their lustful groans. Each of their voices harmonized, pitching in tone as they let their most girlish desires loose. Miho and Maho's cries were decidedly youthful, mewling like baby fauns, calling to their mother, saying "I'm here!" Shiho's eyes rolled upwards. Her toes, her feet, were shaking radically, barely able to support her weight. The tremors of her body, the erratic pangs of ecstasy, propelled her semen to gush and splurt like a firehose every which way. Her voice wavered between octaves, deep howls from the deepest part of her torso shouting about how staggering her daughters' cocks were.

This pleasure—this unbridled, drunkening pleasure—sent Miho and Maho into a frenzy. Even as their cocks were still vaulting sperm into their mother's holes, they couldn't resist thrusting. Their thick girlcocks, fatigued from cumming, instinctively tried to soften themselves following the pressures of ejaculation, but Miho and Maho, through sheer manic will, forced them back to their most stiffened dispositions. Each throb reverberated to their heads, slight headaches matching their throbs' rhythm. Their visions began to litter with bright spots as color seemed to increase in gamma. But thrusting felt so good. Copulating. Fucking their birth mother's holes felt better than anything.

Maho watched her mother's ahegao face between squinted eyes. Horny was a mute word. This was something beyond what any language could convey. Even in her oversexed stupor, she could make out every detail of Shiho's lips, the drool seeping from them and down her chin, the wetness of her pleasure induced tears, the beauty of her skin, the exuberance of her expression. She could feel the woman's large, milk coated breasts squeezed against her own less developed chest, understanding the eroticism of their difference, and she could feel her large, motherly cock sandwiched between their tummies. She felt the tip of her own penis tingle, slightly numb, as it swam in a pool of her own cum, and she cooed as that cum rivered down her shaft, onto her balls, and into her own pussy. She felt centuries of love, passed down through their shared genes, their gifted phenotypes and appearances, and pulled Nishizumi Shiho by the hair into a wet, powerful kiss. Her mother, her bride, stamping her spit on her chin, exchanging, swapping liquids out of an instinct that neither of them truly understood. They just wanted to swallow things the other possessed. They just wanted to know DNA from one was inside the other.

Miho's thrusts were animal. Her legs spread obtusely and bent wide in a diamond shape, shameless in their need for leverage. Her balls, deflated as they were from her previous climax, still retained their droopy, teardrop volume, and slapped Shiho's hide with every wet thrust. Her mother's anus, oozing semen, clung tightly to Miho's phallus, unwilling to let go. It was voracious, bubbling with loud squelches as her penetration mixed and battered the potent semen swimming within. Shameless like her daughter. The clapping of groin against butt, crotch against glute, sent ripples through Shiho's bottom, ones that traveled over and between fat, muscle, and cellulite. The hawk eye perspective Miho maintained—the love handles, the maximus, the medius—gave her full ownership of this vista. She squeezed it, slapped it, spanked it, photographing with one eye half lidded all the tantalizing ways it moved. Holding it, molding it, her fingertips could orgasm from touch alone. Her mother's lower back. The figure of an older woman laid out before her. Laid out for Miho to touch and fuck and hump. Jerking off with her asshole. Copulating with anal. Miho's heart burst into fire.

Shiho's mind melted to rot. Her daughters were fucking her. The thought kept catapulting her brain. Miho and Maho are double teaming me. My blood daughters have their cocks in my ass and pussy. I am having a threeway incestual orgy with my teenage progenies, girls I gave birth to. She hadn't been turned on by concepts in years. She thought she was too old to find ideas kinky, but the reality of her life, of her permanently altered course, threatened to drive her mad. Youth was corrupting her. An adult body rekindling a juvenile mind. Regressing to a primitive time. She couldn't stop imagining her daughters and their bodies, mashed together like tableaus of flesh, bent in the wildest positions, performing all manner of sexual acts. With each thump of her daughters' cocks, fantasies of potential exploits flashbanged her. The present pleasure teasing future excess. Thoughts of expanding appendages expanding holes. Fearless scientific methods. An experimental itch. Suddenly Chiyo made sense to her. Her motherly perversions and womanly digressions. Shiho understood the rush she must have experienced bedding Alice for the first time, the rush of congenital instinct surging through their genitalia. She wanted to see Chiyo and Alice kiss. She wanted to watch them make out and fuck while she jerked off.

Fuck, she was drooling. Had she ever drooled before? It stuck to Maho's chin. Little spit strings connected them even when they parted. The last twenty years of sex had been out of pragmatism and diplomacy. This was base, reflexive grinding. Pure inborn habit.

The girls could feel each other's cocks between Shiho's walls. Her trembling womanhood massaged their throbbing members. An endless feedback loop. Miho's head flung backwards. She was standing on her tippy toes, every nerve in her body serving the moment's ecstasy. "Fuck!" She cried. "Mama! I'm gonna cum again, Mama!"

"Miho!" The older woman moaned. "Cum for Mama! Give me more of your seed!" She was staring straight into Maho's eyes as she said this, their lips still touching, feeling one another's moist softness. Voluptuous pink, glazed in spit. Maho brushed the frayed hairs from Shiho's face, thumbing the outer rounds of her mouth as though her mother were her pet. "I'm about to cum, too! Mama, I'm also gonna cum!"

"Yes!" Shiho sucked on her daughter's thumb. "Give it all back to your Mama! Give me everything that you've lived for!"

Maho's legs were lifting her pelvis up and off the ground, her butt beating the floor beneath her as it retracted and thrust over and over into Shiho. Eventually, Maho's pelvis stayed elevated, the cumulative throbs transitioning into one final seize of her cock's spine, the final stretch beyond as though attempting to leave her crotch and absorb itself into Shiho's womb. The girl's composure fell to a volley of muscular spasms that made stillness an impossibility. She clutched and clawed at her mother's body, moans warbling and cracking her voice. Maho was cumming with all her might. She had never felt a will to divulge her every being the way ejaculating inside of her origins did. Everything she was owed and everything she thought she was owed was deposited into her mother's cunt, forever marking them as paramours. She was cumming inside of her mother. She ran that thought again in disbelief. Maho Nishizumi was inseminating her mother. The seeds of their family tree were wading through her very creator's vaginal canal. The absurdity just made her keep cumming and cumming.

Miho was stunned with an identical pleasure. Her pelvis, her entire waist, was stuck like glue to Shiho's ass, her face growing red as cum pumped from her to her mother. She had never cum as intensely as she was now. The pumping refused to cease, almost as though trying to force more and more into Shiho's asshole. Miho pressed and squeezed her balls against that wide bottom, urging more cum to flow. She was giving it her all. She had no idea this much semen was inside of her. She wanted Shiho to take all of it.

And what of Shiho? How could one describe the woman's euphoria? Her birth daughters were desperately trying to knock her up. She could feel their urge to breed, to multiply, to create life. All of their natural courses intersected through her body, which teemed uncontrollably with pride as she moaned insane things. Her girls were connected to her and by her. She was the unit by which their futures began, a montage of pipes. The classical role of a mother, taken to its most logical extreme, surrendered her body in its corporeal totality to the rearing of her kin. This was what she had been born to do. This was her duty as a mother. Her semen pooled on Maho's belly and dripped down either side of the girl's sides and onto the floor. It clung in thick gobs between their breasts, milk from her tits lathering their torsos. She squirt juices combed with Maho's cum from her pussy. Tears and drool mixed. The past and future collided.

Nishizumi Shiho shook with the might of three orgasms. Her daughters returned their genes to the source.

A trio of pants. Six red, overheated cheeks. Hands and grips loosened.

Miho fell backwards onto her butt, her cock slipping out of her mother. Shiho then toppled over Maho, laying on her side. Maho just lay there. For a few minutes the three of them breathed, unsure of what to do or when to do it.

Lucidity began to wash over Maho. She ran a hand over her forehead, a drop in her chest. She glanced at Shiho, the older woman doused in fluids. Her mama, naked on the floor. What had they just done?

She sat up and rubbed her face more, flipping through her hair frantically. Her eyes met Miho's, who was similarly rubbing her face. Her naked sister. "Miho, what…"

"Maho?" The younger girl muttered. "Your stomach."

Maho glanced down. A chest covered in runny white cum from her mother's cock. Her mother's milk. Still warm. Sticky. "Oh my god."

Miho crawled towards her sister, licking her lips. "I want it."

"Miho?"

"Mama's semen."

"Eh?"

Miho stamped her face in the muck, smearing cum into her pores, motorboating Maho's tummy. The older girl flinched, falling back onto her hands. "Miho, wait—AHH!" A slimy tongue ran up the length of her body, sperm snowballing in her mouth. That tongue brushed against a nipple, pausing for a moment to tease it. Maho stifled a moan, the pleasure causing a momentary lapse, cueing Miho to pounce. The same old song and dance to a brand new throng of romance. The sisters shared their mother's semen, their mouths watering and salivating as Shiho's pleasure juices sizzled on their tongues, the liquids of life swimming in their saliva. With newly enlivened erections, Miho and Maho began grinding against one another, buoying their interlocked legs in an attempt to wring out throb after throb of their cum hearty boners.

Shiho, between heaving breaths and tired eyes, watched her daughters love each other, her heart welling with desire. Deja vu of her youth, her glory days, wet her nostalgia, the days when she and her school girlfriends would lay naked and kiss, pressing their bodies together in heaps of soft flesh and tissue. Deja vu of the moments spent watching those young girls, who at the time she didn't view as young, making love while she touched herself. She hadn't jerked off since those juvenile days when her friends charged her libido, distancing her focus from her studies to the hazy memories of quivering girlhood. With her rank nowadays, other women satisfied her cock for her. Sex was simply service, a civil exchange out of respect. It lost much of its glamor when mixed with politics. All the mythical excitations one views sex with during adolescence, the glamorous throes of heat and passion, the philosophies of free love, became expected pampering in board meetings and dinner parties, a flat soda. Yet now, in the midst of the greatest heat of her life, watching with wide, dilated eyes as the nude forms of her kin made a sexy mess of spit and sperm, Shiho's hand instinctively wrapped around her cock and choked its spine. A pulse rapidly beat between her fingers as a boiling warmth seemed to wrack both of her heads. How could she possibly rationalize the greatest contradictions unfolding before her? Her motherly love against her romantic lust? Her want to nurture and her want to cum? All she could think to do was masturbate, to turn her daughters into fap material.

Shiho inched her way closer to her daughters, her hand refusing to slow its ministrations. She laid on her side, close enough to see their silky pores, approaching them with no plan. She laid right beside the two horny girls, reaching her free hand out to touch and grope their sweaty, cum soaked flesh. Her hand rubbed along Miho's ass, squeezing it as if still in disbelief that it was real. It was so soft. Her daughter had a sexy figure. Her daughter was so fucking hot and fuckable. The words grew more and more feral in her head. The distinction between permissible desires and forbidden ones disappeared. Her daughter had hot tits. She liked her daughter's tits. They weren't breasts or boobs anymore. They were tits. Then there was Maho. The girl was a mess, purely reactive to her sister's voracious licking. Her eyes narrowed, brows inwardly slanted, lips pursed and open, tongue out. She looked like a total slut. Shiho wanted to tell her that. To verbalize her debasement. "You look like a fucking slut, Maho." She wanted to say it again. "A bitch who wants nothing more than to be fucked silly."

Maho moaned. "Mama! Don't look! Don't look!"

Shiho reeled her hand back and spanked Miho hard on her ass. "Give her what she wants, Miho. Fuck my whore of a daughter in her greedy little cunt."

Miho's mind was mush. "Your daughter?"

Shiho nodded. "Fuck my daughter. She's yours."

Her mother's words had an immediate effect. Miho moved down, wedging herself between her sister's creamy thighs, and pushed her balls up with her cock. Maho, despite her protests, needed her sister bad. She was beyond turned on. She was galactic, no longer of this earth. She held her balls up, spreading her legs. "Miho!" She mustered. "Put your cock in me, Miho!"

Miho could feel her brain split down the middle as she pressed her cock deep inside her sister's pussy. She felt her walls. Her damp, spasming walls. Her cumming vaginal muscles, shuddering and tightening around her male member. The rush and gush of girl cum on her cock, nerve endings from her cock electrifying against nerve endings from Maho's pussy. Her sister's fluids. Her sister's cunt. Maho. Miho was having sex with Maho. The reality of this consummation was the catharsis of years of admiration, anxiety, and love, finally expressed in the surging of her cock, the primal surge that nearly blacked her consciousness out for two full seconds. The belching of sperm from her cock, voraciously pumping as much as it could. The words "fill" repeatedly bludgeoned her head, a rabid desire to make her much respected and accomplished sister into just another woman spread out from basic evolutionary reflex. She felt the warm wetness transition to a lukewarm damp as her semen splashed onto her groin, trailing and sticking on her thighs. She breathed from her core, pants with hot plumes, and glanced down at the yoke of her and Maho's sexes. Transparent quim strung with white cream, a messy spattering of fuck liquids radiating around their conjoined locus, directions of impact evident in their distances and lengths. Beholding these assortments of fluids on hers and Maho's body, seeing and staring at the entry wound of her cock inside her sister's pussy, the smock their groins became, made the happening real to her in a way it hadn't before when she was driven purely by lust and fetish. She had ejaculated inside of her sister, thoroughly attempted and succeeded in depositing her birthing nectar into a woman whom she both loved romantically and loved familially. Once again, the paradox of her desires created an unease of being, a liminal zone wherein her uncertainty seemed to bring the most clarity to her character. The lust she had held for her sister for so long didn't make any more sense than it had in the past, but the identity she had previously denied, the part of her that carried incestual yearning, finally felt complete; elucidated; validated. She leaned her body forward, sweat pouring down her face, and kissed Maho. She kissed her like it was her first, pressed on by the most palpable need to become one. In parting, she caressed Maho, gazing into her eyes as though seizing ten years of memories from this one moment, and mustered the words, the ultimate, unifying statement, that she had repressed all her life. "I love you, Maho."

Maho, frankly, had not been fucked like that good since she entered middle school. Jesus fuck, Miho humped like a rabies infested dog, and she wanted more. Like, Miho was having a dramatic beat on top of her, and she was about to wheeze out the word "more" with an open, begging invitation to get herself knocked up. Her little sister could fuck! And she was putting out for it hardcore. Dear god, Miho, take me any day of the week, babe. "L-love you too, Miho." Miho was still in the romantic, post-coital after-wash, kissing her neck and groping her breasts, and that was nearly enough to make Maho squirt. All she was doing was squeezing her tit, and Maho was about to squirt. Having a little sister was so fucking cool.

Maho thought she couldn't get any hornier, but then she remembered her mother beside them. Her hand was still coiled around her cock, her monstrous, adult ejaculation having painted the entirety of Miho's butt. Instead of that crazed look of unchecked lust, Shiho wore a mischievous smirk. "My beautiful children loving each other. How wonderful." One of her hands fondled Miho's sperm coated ass, her middle finger stretching between the cheeks to a much sweeter place. Miho gasped. "M-mama?"

"Chiyo tells me this is yours and Alice's favorite place to play." She spanked her daughter hard, a wet plap echoing throughout the room. "I love a woman with a nice ass, you know." Her finger dived, penetrating Miho's posterior. She let out such a slutty moan, her eyelids half falling in pleasure.

Maho had to stifle a moan of her own. When Miho's anus was probed, her cock surged back to power in her pussy. Feeling it grow in real time from a soft wanker to a throbbing boner was satisfying in a way she couldn't explain.

Shiho added a second finger, then pressed her face against Miho's doughy back. "You know, I'm always looking at you two. I used to pretend it was just a force of habit and nothing more—an impulse carried over from looking at other women—but I was lying to myself. I love looking at you girls. Your chests, your butts, your legs, your navels. I don't know who decided to make Kuromorimine and Ooarai's skirts so short, but I thank them every day that I get to see you two swaying your hips. Thinking of my daughters as just two other hussies here for some cheap sorority high life without a care in the world. I could jerk off to the thought all day. What about you two?"

Miho and Maho were huffing steam, they were so turned on. Hearing their mother confess such perverted thoughts was like masturbating all over her teenage love letters. "Me too," Miho breathed. "I started when I was a girl. I jerked off after you spanked me. I've done it so many times now that I've lost count."

The more each woman spoke, the more their libidos flared like tumors in their brains. "For me," Maho began, "It was during our family beach trip. Seeing you in a bikini. It was the first time I ever thought about a woman that way. I kept staring at your boobs."

"Ah, I remember that," Miho cooed. "I wish we had camera phones back then. I saw mom bend over on the sand while she made a sand castle. I still jerk off to that memory."

"And when she sun tanned on our beach towel," Maho sighed. "Her naked back. The curve of her butt. The side view of her pressed breasts. I wanted to hump her so bad. I ended up doing it behind some rocks and cumming in the water."

"Hmm, you girls are so naughty." Shiho hummed. "I remember helping Maho buy her first bra. You were so embarrassed."

"I was hard under my skirt," she said. "I vividly remember how bad the blood was rushing to my face when you were showing me how to clip it on."

"I once said Maho's name while making love to Yukari," Miho said. "That was the first time anyone ever learned of my desires."

"I've done that with Erika," Maho said. "She lets me use your names. She has always understood me in that way."

"Mama," Miho moaned, "I want it. I really want you to fuck my ass. I want you to punish me like the naughty girl I am."

That mischievous calm that Shiho enjoyed died right then and there. She glanced at Maho and nodded. "You're fine staying where you are?"

"Yes," the girl gulped, her heart skipping a beat. "I'm very happy here, thank you."

"Good," Shiho said. She retracted her freshly moistened fingers from her daughter's ass and squatted behind Miho. Her eyes traced the girl's figure, paying special attention to her buttocks. "God, I can't believe I have daughters this fucking sexy." Every objectification made Miho and Maho's heads that much hotter. Every second spent and every word uttered was a new kink. Shiho squeezed those posh cheeks, spreading the girl's already twitching asshole into a wide oval. To stare at her offspring's dirty sex directly, she could cum purely from the immorality of it all. She then pressed her cock head against Miho's spread anus, pushing softly until the hole molded around its shape and swallowed her tip. Miho writhed, gritting her teeth. She loved anal. Ever since she was spanked as a girl, she had been an ass fetishist. Now the woman who had instilled her anal fixations as a child was squeezing her moons, kneading her flesh, and penetrating her with her middle aged girlcock. What kind of face was she making? She wondered how Maho saw her.

Maho was struck. Miho imitated all of those exaggerated porn faces one never expected to exist in nature. Her mouth twitched like a frayed wire, light, sociopathic chuckles escaping from her throat. Maho was watching the edges of a girl's psyche being tickled by unfettered fetishes years in the making, the liminal space between a woman and her desire to regress into her most subhuman instincts.

She wanted to see Miho break.

Maho wanted to watch her little sister become a broken, babbling slut.

"Ready, sweetie?" Shiho asked.

Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me, Miho thought, nodding her head mindlessly with her tongue hanging out. Fuck me, Mommy, you incorrigible milf. Take me like I've never been taken before.

On her knees, her thighs on either side of Miho's soft, moist butt, Shiho bent overtop her daughter's frame, stationing her arms next to her shoulders, trapping the girl underneath her. She gradually retracted her hips, letting her cock pull on the insides of her daughter's asshole, then, when she felt the edges of her tip tug on the exit, she pressed it back in, her groin spanking that wonderful, sexy ass. Miho grit her teeth, the force from her mother's thrust propelling her own cock into Maho who, likewise, threw her head back in pleasure. Maho watched her sister mesmerized, a woman caught between the best of both worlds, smooshed in an incestual sandwich, her dick panging with the frequent barrage of anal stimulation and vaginal constriction. Her mouth was wide and oval shaped while her eyes turned upwards, deep, penetrating groans belting Maho's ears as more and more saliva dripped onto her face. Maho struggled to think of a more beautiful sight. Her little sister, her darling younger lover, thriving in an element all her own, earnest in all of her sensuous affects, losing herself to her family's combined sexes. Maho held that face, hooking one thumb into her cheek, watching as her tongue lashed at it. She never knew how much another girl in heat could make her heart yearn. She never knew how deep her love for another woman could go.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Miho moaned. "Mommy! Harder, mommy! Harder! Harder!"

Shiho kissed at her daughter's neck, pulling the skin roughly, planting sweet, purple hickeys. "Good girl, Miho! Take mommy's cock!" To think it was her first time copulating with her youngest and they had gone straight to anal sex. She suddenly wondered if Alice ever let Chiyo tap it from the back. A youthful ass like that would probably be firm and tight. Perfect for an adult's girth.

Shiho brought one hand up to Miho's tit, squeezing and rubbing the doughy orb like a stress ball. In diplomatic settings, although business partners engaged in explicit acts of oral and penetrative sex, it was still considered uncouth to grope certain areas. Business lacked expression. It was an old, vanilla in-and-out. Shiho didn't give a shit anymore. She wanted to fondle her daughter's hot tits from behind. She wanted to molest every part of her cute, tender body until she had memorized every single hair down to the last follicle. She wanted to make her daughter squirm around her cock and beg her to fuck her until she squealed.

Miho writhed between her kin. Every slide of her mother's cock against her inner walls sent electricity down her legs, curling her toes, making her spasm and squirm as she thrusted into Maho's pussy. Her sister just smiled at her while moaning, repeating little white nothings about how cute and beautiful and sexy and fucking fuckable she was. Maho was so honest with her pillow talk. She finally got to act as the older doting sister that she had always wanted to be, echoing their mother's sentiments about Miho being a good girl, complimenting the size and trajectory of her penis, and generally commenting on key parts of her anatomy in suggestive ways. Miho loved how proud Maho looked, how happy she was to be her sister. Their relationship had been so rocky for so long, yet now they gazed into one another's lust addled souls, fully in love with each other and with everything that their siblinghood implied. She lowered her head and pressed their lips together, moaning that she loved her, that she wanted to cum inside of her pussy, that she wanted to be one among her many wives. Maho lost it and ejaculated once again onto their bellies while her pussy squirted with joy. "Cum in me! Cum in me! Cum in my pussy!" She shouted, clutching onto Miho's back for dear life. "Semen! I want my baby sister's semen inside of me! Miho, please! Cum in me!"

Shiho reached past Miho to caress Maho's cheek. "I'll officiate your girls' wedding! Then I'll marry both of you! We'll all be married to each other and we'll have sex like this for the rest of our lives! We'll do it together every night! We'll get each other pregnant! We'll have endless family orgies!" She felt her cock tense, her balls boiling. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum inside of my daughters forever!"

"MOMMY!!!!!" Miho wailed. They came at the same time, their mother and daughter sperm creaming ass and cunt, overflowing from their chosen orifices with abundance and love. Their bodies, inside and out, were stained in white life, the products of their zealous affections wet and runny on each other's skin. The glowing pants of their postcoital modesty brought the three back to their shared realities, to the implications of their promises. All of them together, as mother, daughters, sisters, and newlyweds. They gazed at each other now as they would on the altar, confident in their futures, and they kissed and kissed and told each other that they loved them. As a family. As lovers. As women.

Hours passed. The sun began to rise. The three continued taking each other in myriad ways, swapping positions, playing Twister with their bodies. They lined each other up single file and fucked whichever holes their cocks found first. They frotted their cocks together in endless succession and licked whatever organs secreted fluids. They formulated themselves as human totem poles, pleasuring themselves with weight and gravity. They used demeaning and lascivious names in one moment before switching to the sweetest, most loving nothings the next. They then grew weary from all of their rabid sex and moved to Shiho's bed to sleep, but quickly found themselves aroused by their new environment and went to mating once again, incapable of calming their libidos.

Shiho masturbated her breasts somewhat roughly, kneading them with her thumbs and finger nails. She was watching her daughters' oral ministrations through the crevice of her chest, reacting physiologically to both of their eager tongues tracing and lapping at her pussy. Inseminating her wasn't enough. Miho and Maho wanted to stare into their original provenance, to greet and to thank the place from whence they were born for the lives that they now happily lived. Dollops of Miho and Maho's cum still lingered inside of Shiho's pussy. They licked it up with thirsty fervor, swirling their tongues indiscriminately against her labia, clit, and vulva. They'd inexplicably kiss, their tongues meeting at key checkpoints and trading new combinations of spit, quim and cum before promptly redistributing it all across Shiho's sex.

Shiho wanted to spread her legs wider and wider, to bring her children deeper into her core. The lovely babies she had carried to term, now developed and maidenly, were ravishing her cunt like piglets at the feed, cheek to cheek with dripping beards of sexual excretions. Just the slight brush of their breaths against her womanhood tickled her in all the right ways. "Girls!" She was incapable of speaking below a modest range of excitement. "Girls! Mama loves you! Lick me more!"

Miho glanced up at her mother, carnal delight scrawled on her wrinkled face. The most beautiful face Miho had ever seen. "Mommy!" She crawled up Shiho's body, pressing their tender skins and kissing her passionately. "Taste it! This is all of our love!"

Shiho soaked her tongue with their cocktail of juices. She did so while squeezing her daughter's ass. Squeezing and groping it like clay, pulling the cheeks apart and teasing its center. She still couldn't believe that she had ejaculated in that hole. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to stick it back in and never pull out.

Maho's tongue rested on her mother's pussy, teasingly circling her vulva in slow lashes. She stared up at Miho's undersides, between which stood the tall and erect phallus of their mother. It was the biggest in the room. Thickest, too. Peppered with white from their recent sperm bath and dotted at its peak with delicious, translucent precum. Watching it pulse with every lick, Maho imagined it tingling, the pin-and-needling of its girthy brilliance. Without thinking, her tongue trailed up Shiho's clit, over her hefty balls, and along the length of her cock, stopping at its frenulum to stamp her lips against it in fervent fever. She held the back of the head like she would another girl, kissing and tonguing her mother's cock, her nose pressed against it. But her tongue wasn't enough to satiate her hunger, so she angled her mouth overtop, dropping it until she felt the cock bump the back of her throat, all the while pumping three of her fingers into her needing cunt. Shiho could hardly restrain herself and came, her semen inflating Maho's cheeks. "Maho! Maho!" She moaned and moaned, Miho printing hickeys on her neck. The return address for the ones Shiho had left earlier. "Don't swallow it, Maho! Bring it here! Bring it here and kiss me!"

Maho smirked, sperm leaking from the edges of her mouth. She crawled parallel to her sister, laying herself on top of her mother's buxom body, and gave Shiho her lips, her cheeks deflating. Shiho had never drunk her own cum before. She didn't know what possessed her to want to, but she held both of her daughters by their beautiful asses and released one final spurt of cum at the taste of her own DNA sizzling on her tongue. Maho swooned, feeling like a mother bird feeding its young, watching as her older darling let herself regress in mental age. And when Shiho gulped it all down, Miho could feel it flush past her tongue as she licked her mother's neck. A long term deposit at the Nishizumi sperm bank.

Miho pulled herself up to her family. All the three women could do was kiss. Kiss, kiss, and kiss again, saying "I love you. I love you" like horny broken records as they touched each other passionately. Their cocks had grown numb, no longer capable of becoming erect. They limply leaked cum on their legs, their balls sore from exhaustion. Shiho held their backs, their lower backs, and all of the most tender parts of her daughters' bodies, letting them come of age against her bosom, the two youthful beauties ravishing her tongue and drinking her breast milk. She had long considered herself impotent, unneeding of her reproductive functions, but now she relished in the fantasy of carrying her daughters' genes, devoting the rest of her life to being their nursing wife, not unlike the doting mother she wished she had been for them in the past. "Miho, my love," she purred, rubbing the underside of the girl's dainty chin. "I'm sorry, but I've grown parched after all of this exertion. Just listen to how hoarse my voice has become. Please, would you be willing to fetch me a glass of water?"

Miho kissed her mother's forehead. "Of course, Mama. Wait for me, okay?" She trailed her hand from Shiho's flushed cheek down her loving thighs as she stood from the bed, naked as a baby lamb, and walked with a wondrous swing of her hips out to the kitchen.

Shiho hummed at the sight. "I still can't believe I gave birth to such a sexy ass."

"You're as bad as Miho," Maho giggled, cuddling against her mother's right shoulder. "Now I know where she got all of her anal fixations from."

"Like mother, like daughter huh," she said. "In my position I'm expected to express my attraction to women, but not what I find attractive about them. I honestly never even realized how deep my perversions went until tonight." She massaged Maho's butt and smiled. "You don't fall very far from the peach tree yourself, you know."

Maho blushed. "You two can enjoy that kind of play as much as you want, but I mainly want one thing." Her hand buried itself underneath her mother's balls and tickled her pussy. "You taught me to conquer my opponents at all costs. I intend to continue that tradition no matter who lay before me."

Shiho grinned. "I'd expect no less of you, Maho."

"I kissed my maker today, and then I kissed the place of my making."

"It felt good when you did."

Maho bore into her mother's eyes. "Even if it's you, Shiho, one of the greatest loves of my life, I don't intend to share you easily. I'll make you one of my concubines along with Erika. I'll show you what a real woman is."

Shiho kissed her daughter on the lips and butt their heads together. "You have me now. I'm all yours and Miho's."

"And Chiyo's."

"Does my love for her threaten you?"

"No," Maho said. "She's beautiful, enterprising, and blessed in all the right places. I'll make her mine as well."

"I look forward to it." Shiho kissed her daughter again. Despite the numbness, she could swear she felt her cock throb again. "Would you like to know my deepest secret, Maho?"

"I haven't learned it already?"

Shiho shook her head. "I bared my soul to you and Miho tonight and confessed many of my most problematic perversions, but not this one."

"I'm all ears then."

"Okay." Shiho cleared her throat. "When I gave birth to you, my love, I suffered great pain. Even through all of the breathing exercises I felt like my entire body was engulfed in agony. As one would expect of childbirth. Yet afterwards when I held you in my arms I barely registered any of it. Not the stitches. Not the soreness. I was just overjoyed to have you in my embrace as I do now. But when Miho was born, Maho—I confess that this is the truth and nothing but—I came. I had an erection the whole time and orgasmed as Miho pushed out of my womb. I never experienced a greater pleasure in my life than that girl's birth. And the entire time that you two were making love to me, all I could think about was that day in the hospital, quaking in orgasm as I conceived of life. I realized today as I did back then that you two are my future. You are my precious heirs. I'll do anything to make you both happy. I just wish now I hadn't denied myself that same happiness."

Maho caressed the older woman's cheeks, her eyes shimmering with welled tears. "I love you, Mama. I'll always, always love and take care of you."

"I appreciate that Maho," she held her daughter's head against her bosom. "But I'll be the one to take care of you. For once in my life, I'll give you all of the love and affection you deserve."

"Mama…." The two embraced as Miho reentered the room, condensating glass in hand. She nudged her way back into their bed, prepping the glass with both hands near her mother's mouth. "Are you two trying to elope without me? How scandalous."

Shiho wrapped an arm around her youngest and kissed her. "You and I were the first to collude tonight, were we not? You're our valuable accomplice."

"So this is a shotgun wedding, huh." Miho tilted the glass at Shiho's lips and let her mother drink. She accidentally tilted it too far and some water spilled down her chin. "You know, watching you drink this now. It's not that different from when we were in the car, don't you think?"

"Hmm," Shiho sighed, her throat refreshed. "I suppose you're right, though this isn't as tasty as what you gave me then."

Maho nestled into her mother's shoulder. "So what now? Where do we go from here?"

Shiho relaxed her head into her pillow and gazed at the ceiling. "First, the three of us will sleep. We'll sleep how we should sleep every night from here on out: together. Skin against skin. Wrapped in each other's arms."

Miho set the half empty glass on the nightstand and laid her head on top of Shiho's underarm. "And here I thought I could hump your leg for another hour."

"Believe me," Shiho purred. "I'd love to if I could feel my legs.

"But as I was saying, tonight we'll sleep. We'll sleep well into the afternoon given how far the sun has crept up on us since we moved to the bed. Then, tomorrow, after we've all washed up and made ourselves prim, I'm going to call Chiyo. I'm going to call her and tell her and Alice to move in with us here. I'm going to propose to her properly and marry her with you two angels and Alice by my side and the five of us will live under this roof together as a family. And I'll likely cry from happiness that all of the people whom I love most dearly in my life will always be beside me from here on out."

Maho closed her eyes, smiling as fatigue took her. "You'll look so beautiful in a wedding gown, Shiho."

"Our mother is flying the coop," Miho said, drifting into the next day. "I feel so proud as a daughter."

Shiho held her girls close. She hadn't cradled their sleeping forms together in over a decade. She kissed either of their heads, smiling contentedly between them. "Goodnight, my loves," she whispered, "I'll see you both in your morning glories." As Shiho promised, the three awoke to one another's sleep drunken lust and felt the touches of pleasure reinvigorate. They bathed together, making love tenderly and passionately against the tiled walls and floor as their bodies were cleansed of all the weight of the past, their burdens rinsed forevermore down the drain. And Shiho called Chiyo over to her home. Their home. She expected her to be lascivious at the front step, but instead she cried and crumpled into Shiho's embrace and told her she had never been happier in her whole life and that she had loved her for the longest time and that she never dreamed the day would come when her wishes would be fulfilled. They spent the rest of the evening hammocked in one another's embrace, listening to the cicadas chirp on the garden room floor as the sun set to night and their future together became the present.

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Once again I've left this fic dormant for nearly a year, and this time the cliffhanger was even more unbearable. Apologies for the long wait, but Girls und Progeny has reached its matrimonial conclusion…

For now.

I intend to leave this fic as on-going in the event that I ever need to scratch my GirlPan itches again. While the primary emotional arc has concluded, there are still plenty of characters and relationships that I want to explore, and this fic lays the groundwork for everything I want going forward. This series is one of my golden geese of ideas at this point, so I refuse to kill it until I've drained myself of everything it's worth.

Regardless, I sincerely hope that these four chapters have been worth the waiting that I've put you all through and that you will all look forward to further GirlPan erotica in the future. Ideally not another year from now, but, you know, I'm bad at keeping my own promises.

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Until next time!