Mother Daughter Nymphomaniacs: A Tale of Unconventional Family Dynamics and Unbridled Sexuality

With a grunt, I came right on top of the piece of toast.

"Thanks baby," my slut mom, Britney said gratefully. She bit down on the toast that had butter and now cum on it too.

"I can't start my day right unless I get a little bit of cum at least in my system. Thanks again, babe. And thank you too, Becca. You're turning into a bigger whore than your mum," my mom said to me and my sister fondly.
Becca was sitting under the table, where she'd been sucking my cock, priming me to give mom her morning cumshot. Rebecca was the ultimate nymphomaniac. It was your typical school day today, and as usual, without fail, the naked 13 year old had woken me up with a morning blow job, stopped when I woke up and before I came in her mouth, followed me into the washroom, licked the droplets of pee off my cock that remained after my morning piss, then proceeded to lick the entire toilet bowl rim clean to make sure no piss was on it while I brushed my teeth, and as soon as I finished, she was brushing her teeth too. As soon as I got downstairs and sat down at the breakfast table next to my topless, cum covered mother, Becca sprinted down and assumed her position under the table, completely ignoring her breakfast and getting to work on my cock again. My mom's hair was crusty and she had cum stains on her face as usual. It was all a mixture of my cock cream and whomever she'd managed to pick up from the previous day. My 29 year old mom was always half clothed, either because she was getting fucked or because she was horny and looking to get fucked. She pretty much only wore clothes that offered people easy access, so it was almost always mini skirts that would have fit girls my sisters age that she had bunched up around her waist while her legs were spread wide open, or some form of short cocktail dress that also got bunched around her waist while someone was plowing into her. Her tits were almost always hanging out, or she just wore something that was easily pulled off and pulled back up to cover her up.

I sat back down to finish up my breakfast, and Becca had gotten up to wolf down her breakfast. We all finished up, and got up to get ready. Since mom had inherited this house from her grandparents, and she earned so much extra money because of getting "work bonuses" which she earned by fucking some valuable clients for her boss, we were living pretty comfortably. I got changed into a simple pair of jeans and, a t-shirt, gathered up my books and bag, and waited downstairs for Becca. Even though we went to different schools, her middle school was on the way to my high school, so we tended to walk together.

Surprisingly, my mom was ready at the same time as my sister today, so they both came down together. Becca was dressed in a tiny half shirt that probably would have fit a 6 year old, let alone an over-developed 13 year old. She had on a mini-skirt that probably would have passed for a thick belt if you thought about it long enough. It looked like she decided on underwear as I caught a flash of black thong underwear as she flew down the steps. Mom was dressed in a really tight dress shirt that was partially see-through, with most of the buttons undone so her tits practically fell out the front. She also had on a short black mini skirt, and as usual, no underwear. Mom put on a pair of black fuck-me pumps, and Becca put on her sneakers.

"Hun, how come you don't wear your heels to school? They make you look so sexy, and your little teen ass sticks out. I bet your teachers would trip over themselves to fuck that ass if you wore the heels," mom said.
"Yea, but the sneakers let me run around. You'd be surprised how hard it is to get from one end of the school to the other when you're giving head to a teacher after class, and have to get to class on time. Or when during lunch you need to fuck, and you're in the middle of the field. It's hard to balance in heels when you're like that, and doesn't let me run from one guy to the next," Becca reasoned. "What's with the skirt, mom? Aren't you gonna be naked anyway?"

"Yeah baby, but I want to come home with as many cum stains on the skirt as I can by tonight. If I can half this thing so cum-covered that I need to crack it in two to get it off my slut ass, then today will have been a success. You're gonna love seeing my outfit after work today," mom said as she winked.
We all walked out, and mom locked up before getting into the car. Since she worked in the opposite direction, she wouldn't be giving us a ride to school, and I didn't really want a ride anyway. These walks in the morning were so refreshing. While Becca and I walked, I could clearly see that her half-shirt which already showed her entire belly was occasionally being lifted up to show off her tits pretty prominently. Becca, as usual, barely made any effort to cover any of it up.

"Hmm, I think I want to compete with mom for most cum-covered by

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