Skip to content My name’s Jake, and I’m twenty one years old and a photographer. When I got an email from a nineteen-year-old OnlyFans named Evelyn model looking for someone to shoot her content, I had no idea it would lead to a threesome with her mother. But this is how it all started.
I got into my car, the drive giving me a chance to clear my head. The streets grew quieter as I approached Evelyn’s apartment complex, a modern building not far from the coast. I parked, grabbed my camera bag and entered. She lived on the top floor and was already by the door when I knocked.
Evelyn greeted me with a wide smile, dressed in a pink princess cosplay outfit that clung to her in all the right ways. Her angelic blonde hair framed her face, and the way she leaned against the doorframe made her look as beautiful as a young rose.
“Hi,” she said and playfully winked.
“What’s up?”
“Waiting for you to step inside, duh.”
I did, and she closed the door. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me in a quick, unexpected hug. Her pink princess cosplay outfit brushed against me, and I was certain I felt her nipples poking against me. She leaned back slightly, looking up at me with bright, playful eyes.
“Wow, you’re tall,” she said, her voice carrying a teasing lilt. “You make me feel like an actual princess in this.”
I chuckled, shifting my camera bag on my shoulder. She might’ve been average height, but at six-foot-three, I easily towered over her. “It’s the outfit doing all the work,” I joked, though her confident energy was hard to ignore.
She grinned. “Come on in—make yourself comfortable. I’ve got some drinks and fruit ready if you want.”
As I walked into the apartment, I noticed how neat and inviting it was. “Your place is really clean,” I said, genuinely impressed. Despite the casual vibe with props and costumes scattered on a nearby chair, the overall space was spotless and well-organized.
Evelyn smiled, clearly pleased by the compliment. “Thanks. I like to keep it professional,” she said, gesturing toward the living room. “People think adult work is all chaos and mess, but I take it seriously. This is my job, after all.”
“You’re young on the outside but mature on the inside.”
“I’m both young and mature on the inside,” she corrected me with a playful smile. “You haven’t seen both sides of me yet… Your name’s Jake, right?”
“Sorry,” I said, a little flustered. “Your hug caught me off guard… in a good way.”
She chuckled as I shook her hand—formally, even though the moment felt anything but formal.
“Evelyn,” she said with a teasing tone.
She gestured toward the couch, where a tray with chilled water, soda, and a small bowl of mixed fruits was already set up.
“Help yourself,” she said, perching on the arm of the couch. Her outfit shifted slightly, the hem riding up just enough to remind me of what she wasn’t wearing underneath. She was going commando and most likely without a bra as well.
I took a bottle of water, twisted the cap open and took a sip. “What kind of photos do you want?” I asked.
“Nudes, duh,” she replied with a teasing grin.
I chuckled. “I get that, princess, but any specific themes, positions, or ideas?”
“Well, I like dressing up for my fans—like this,” she said, smiling as she gestured to her outfit. “But since you’re a guy, you should know what turns you on.”
“You want me to suggest some ideas?”
She nodded eagerly.
“Well, the princess costume works really well with your hair, so I wouldn’t change anything there. But … are you wearing panties?”
She chuckled softly. “House rule number one for ladies: no panties or bra.” Crossing her arms, she added, “They’re uncomfortable and unnecessary.”
I chuckled. “We can take some warm-up photos with your princess dress before moving onto the dress.”
As we set up for the shoot, Evelyn’s personality shone through. She was confident and playful, asking questions about the camera and occasionally striking exaggerated poses to make me laugh. Her ease with the situation only added to the tension growing beneath my clothes. When she noticed my focus shift to the way her outfit hugged her curves, she made no effort to adjust it—if anything, she leaned into the attention.
I came up with several ideas and tried to stay as professional as possible, even though she was distractingly pretty. I had her bend over, giving me a perfect view of her peach. She was flawlessly symmetrical and pink. I directed her to part her lips with two fingers before slowly licking them one by one. After an hour, she looked like she was dying to take off her dress
“Are you ready to shoot some nudes?” she asked. “I’m quite excited, if you can’t tell.”
“I’m ready when you are.”
We went straight to work as she stripped in front of the camera. My mouth parted slightly as she freed her round, perky breasts, topped with two suckable pink nipples. They were fresh and perfect, and her cheeks flushed when she caught me staring.
Together, we brainstormed idea after idea, incorporating objects like remote controls or even candy that she teasingly slid inside herself before licking it clean. Every time I caught sight of her pink pussy, I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful she was down there—so clean and fresh.
I directed her into poses that turned me on the most: lying back and spreading her legs, or slowly fingering herself. My imagination ran wild, and it didn’t take long before I was dreaming of entering her.
When it was time for a lunch break, we sat down to discuss the photos over sandwiches. She stayed topless, her breasts jiggling slightly as she ate. “How about you join me in some of the photos?” she suggested with a playful smile.
“I hardly think anyone paying to see you nude wants to see me,” I joked.
“No, dummy,” she giggled. “I mean we could do some blowjob pics—me sucking you.”
I blinked, caught off guard by her suggestion. If only she knew the ache she was already causing in my testicles. The thought of her teasing me further by putting my erection in her mouth without release was almost too much to bear. “If we do that, I’ll need to finish,” I said, chuckling.
“We can start with some pics,” she offered, licking her lips playfully. “And then we’ll film me sucking you and swallowing.”
“Alright,” I said with a grin. “We can do something like that.”
We finished our sandwiches in no time. I was already hard, so she didn’t have to do much teasing. Still, I wanted to ensure the camera angle was just right and the lighting was perfect.
“I’ll put on some lipstick in the meantime,” she said, disappearing into her bathroom.
While she got ready, I adjusted the equipment, double-checking the angles and light. “That should do it,” I said to myself, nodding in satisfaction.
She stepped out of the bathroom, her lips painted a bold red, her cheeks lightly flushed with a touch of blush. The effect was one hundred percent erotic.
“Ready?” she asked, her voice low and playful.
I gestured toward the large bay window, where the afternoon sun cast a soft, golden glow across the room. “Yes,” I said, motioning her closer. “Go down on your knees right here. The natural light will be perfect.”
Evelyn approached slowly, her hips swaying. She dropped to her knees, looking up at me. With her makeup, she looked cuter than ever.
“Can I unleash the snake now?”
I chuckled, smirking at her playful tone. “Prepare yourself for a stiff battle.”
She burst out giggling, her laughter infectious. Slowly, she unbuttoned my shorts, tugging them down along with my boxers. My cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing.
Evelyn’s eyes widened as it cast a thick shadow over her youthful face. “Hmm,” she hummed, wrapping her delicate fingers around my shaft. “Very thick and hard.”
I took a series of photos as she stroked me, her grip firm but gentle. Her thumb swept over the sensitive head, spreading the bead of precum that had formed there.
“Is that enough?” she asked, licking her lips seductively.
“Someone’s getting hungry,” I teased with a grin. “Go ahead.”
“Now for the main course,” Evelyn said, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the tip.
I held my breath as she parted her lips, taking just the head into her warm, wet mouth. I shot several photos, catching the way her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, how her tongue swirled around the sensitive glans, how her spit dribbled down the shaft and how the tip bulged against her cheeks.
“Do you think you can deepthroat?” I asked.
“I’m up for a challenge,” she replied, licking her lips. “But this is really thick.”
“Take your time.”
She opened her mouth and slid my erection inside, slowly taking me deeper. There were only about three inches left when she began gagging, forcing her to pull back and catch her breath. “I think I can do this,” she said with determination, her cheeks flushed.
“We’ve got all day,” I encouraged.
“Well, it’s evening now,” she quipped, glancing at the window.
I followed her gaze and realized she was right. “Damn, time flies.”
“Time flies when you’re having fun,” Evelyn said with a playful wink. She wrapped her lips around me again, pushing herself further this time. I could feel the back of her throat as she worked to take me deeper.
“That’s it,” I said encouragingly, snapping a few more photos. “You’re doing amazing.”
She pulled back, gasping for air, a string of saliva connecting her lips to my shaft. “Okay,” she said with a determined smile, “next time, it’s going all the way.”
I raked my fingers through her blonde hair, gently pulling it back. “That’s the kind of determination and work ethic I love about you,” I teased.
She winked, her eyes flicking back to the tip. Drawing in a deep breath, she leaned forward and plunged me back into her mouth. Evelyn took me deeper, inch by inch until I hit the back of her throat. There were still two inches left till her nose reached my pelvis, but it was good enough for me. Her eyes widened, and I found it funny how she tried to smile with her mouth full. She held me there for a long moment till tears welled in her eyes.
“Evelyn, that’s lovely,” I said, drying her tears.
She slowly pulled her head back, and a string of saliva connected her lips to my cock as she gasped for air.
“That was perfect,” I told her, my voice filled with admiration.
“I’ve never taken anything that far down my throat before,” she said with a giggle, saliva glistening on her chin.
“How did it feel?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Surprisingly nice,” she replied, wiping her chin with the back of her hand. “I liked how it throbbed in my mouth. I can definitely tell you enjoyed it.”
“I sure did.”
We decided to take a water break, and in the kitchen, my cock accidentally slapped against her right ass cheek. Neither of us had bothered to put clothes back on, so we remained completely nude.
“Ready to film?” she asked, setting her water bottle down and turning to face me.
“Let’s do it,” I said with a grin. “But we should start by recording you undressing me.”
She smirked, her eyes flicking down before meeting mine again. “Cage your dragon, and I’ll free him when you’re ready.”
I slipped on my shorts as Evelyn positioned herself on her knees in front of me. She looked up through her lashes, a playful smirk on her lips. “The face or my mouth?” she asked, her tone playful.
“I think a facial will look better,” I replied.
“Alright,” she said with a grin. “Give me a wink when you’re about to cum.”
I nodded, giving her a thumbs up as I hit record.
She was a natural in front of the camera. Her fingers trailed up my thighs, she unbuckled my belt. She tugged it free, tossing it aside before moving to the button and zipper.
As she eased my shorts down, my cock sprang free, already hard and aching. Evelyn’s eyes widened while her eyes trailed the length. “Mmm, looks like someone’s excited,” she teased, wrapping her fingers around my shaft.
She started with long, slow licks along my length, her tongue warm and wet against my sensitive skin. I zoomed in to record every detail—the way her pink tongue flattened against me, how her lips glistened with saliva. She kissed me all over, her lips brushing against my skin with a tenderness that sent shivers down my spine. Each kiss against my manhood sent me soaring to new heights of pleasure. Finally, she took me into her mouth, moaning softly as she sank down. Her warm, wet mouth felt incredible around my girth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, creating delicious pressure that made me rock my hips.
Evelyn bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each pass. Soft, obscene slurping sounds filled the air as she worked me with enthusiasm. Saliva dripped down my shaft and balls as she sucked me with growing lust.
I panned out to capture her entire face, flushed with arousal, her eyes closed in concentration. Her hand pumped what didn’t fit in her mouth, twisting slightly on each upstroke. I wasn’t sure if she’d noticed, but her lipstick was smeared all over my shaft and fingers. I hadn’t anticipated that from the start, but it looked unexpectedly hot.
She pulled off with a wet pop, grinning up at me. She gave my cock more tender kisses before swallowing me again. This time she relaxed her throat, taking me as far as she could. I felt the tight clutch of her throat around my sensitive head and had to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then.
Evelyn held me there for a long moment before slowly withdrawing, gasping slightly as she caught her breath. Strings of saliva connected her lips to my cock, and I tried my hardest to stifle the sigh of relief.
I tried to focus on holding the camera steady, but it was proving to be a serious challenge. My toes curled, and a bead of sweat trickled down the side of my head.
Then, I gave her the signal—a subtle wink. She pulled off with a satisfying pop, her hand wrapping around my throbbing cock as she aimed it at her face. With a jolt, I erupted, the first jet splashing across her nose and spreading over her cheeks. The second and third were just as powerful, covering her with thick streams. She blinked a few times before breaking into a giggle. Despite the mess, she positioned her face perfectly beneath the camera, milking the last drops onto her skin until it glistened—a literal work of art.
She licked her lips, grinning up at the camera, and took me into her mouth again, her tongue teasing as drops of cum dripped from her face. I hit pause and set the camera aside.
“Geez,” I said, catching my breath. “Need a towel or two?”
“I think I’ll take two,” she replied with a laugh.
I went to her bathroom and fetched a pair of pink towels, helping her gently towel off her body.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling warmly.
“You’re welcome.”
As the evening wore on, we finished editing the clips, and Evelyn published some of her content to her OnlyFans. Then Evelyn leaned back in her chair, stretching lightly. “It’s getting late,” she said, glancing at the clock. “What do you think about watching a movie after we’ve eaten? I could use some company. It gets … lonely working by myself sometimes.”
“A movie sounds good,” I said.
She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Do you want to stay over tonight?”
I nodded, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Sure, why not.”
Evelyn beamed and stood, heading to the kitchen. “Perfect. Let me make us something to eat first. You’re staying, so I have to feed you.”
“Are you gonna cook nude?”
“Nudity for the rest of the night,” she said with a wink. “House rules.”
****
After we ate, we cuddled up on the couch and watched a romantic comedy together. After that, she wanted to show me something in her bedroom.
Evelyn sprawled across the bed, pulling a small pink box from her nightstand. “My stash box.” Her tone teasing as she revealed a sleek toy from the box. “Did you know my mother bought me my first toy?” she asked with a playful grin.
That caught me off guard. “I’d never guessed.”
“We have an open relationship,” she revealed. “Do you want to see a pic?”
“Sure,” I said, intrigued.
She turned the phone to me, and my eyes widened at the tall, blonde bombshell with breasts bigger than Evelyn’s. “Wow”
She giggled. “So, you like her, don’t you?”
“She’s gorgeous.”
“I love her,” Evelyn said warmly. “She’s very caring. Not many mothers would be supportive of this.”
“You’re right,” I said, nodding. “Has she always been that supportive?”
“Always,” she replied. “She’s always stood by my side, no matter what.”
“What does she do for a living?”
“She owns a women’s magazine,” she revealed. “So she has plenty of experiences in the modelling world. She even helps me out now and then.”
“That’s hot,” I said.
“Who knows, maybe one day you’ll have both of us in the same bed with you.” Her laughter followed, but her gaze lingered just a second longer, making it hard to tell where the teasing ended and the truth began.
“Even hotter.”
She giggled. “You aren’t the only one who’s turned on. I like your looks, and you know we’re sharing this bed tonight, right?” she asked teasingly.
“I figured as much,” I replied, my voice steady despite the heat building between us.
“Good,” she murmured, her gaze holding mine. “Then you know exactly what that means.”
Our gazes locked, and I grinned. Her words were still hanging in the air when I moved closer, and she met me halfway. Our lips pressed together, the kiss starting slowly but quickly deepening as the heat between us built. Her hands found their way to my chest, sliding up to rest on my shoulders as she pulled me closer. This was exactly what I needed after a long day of work.
We stripped our clothes off till we were both fully nude. Evelyn straddled me, giving me a perfect view of her perky tits. She didn’t let me cup them since she leaned down for another kiss. I ran my hands along her sides, squeezing her ass instead. She ground her hips against mine, pressing her wet fruit against my length.
“Finally, we can have sex,” she murmured, nipping at my earlobe.
“It’s about time,” I said. She made me so aroused when she kept rubbing her pussy along my manhood that I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me.
She grinned. “You’re quite strong.”
“Are you wet enough for my strength?”
“Why don’t you check?”
My lips trailed down her neck till I reached her boobs. I took a rosy nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive peak. Evelyn arched into me. My hand slid lower, dipping beneath her pussy. I found her already slick with arousal as I stroked her folds. “So wet for me,” I said, circling her clit with my thumb.
“I want you inside me,” she whimpered, bucking her hips.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I quickly positioned myself between her spread thighs. The sight of her pink pussy, glistening with desire, made my cock throb. I ran the head through her folds, coating myself in her wetness. Once I pushed an inch aside, I was faced with fierce resistance. I had to work my way in, and eventually, I was fully sheathed inside her.
“Oh,” she said, moaning with her eyes closed. “That’s exactly what I need.”
Her inner walls clenched around me, hot and tight. I stilled for a moment, savoring the feeling of being fully sheathed inside her.
“Move,” Evelyn said, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Geeze, someone’s impatient,” I said. I started with slow, deep strokes, gradually building speed and intensity. The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure—skin slapping against skin, breathless moans and whispered encouragement.
As I kept fucking her, her perky breasts jiggled like vanilla pudding. She gripped the sheets, her mouth forming into the perfect ‘o’. It didn’t take many more thrusts as her tight, young pussy kept gripping and massaging my length.
With a powerful grunt, I pushed all the way to the hilt. I came hard, flooding her pussy with my seed. I pulled slightly out and pushed all the way in again, repeating it till there wasn’t a drop left.
“Geeze, what a load … for the second time,” she said.
I pulled out, dragging several rivulets of cum with me that trickled down her pink lips. I collapsed right next to her, drawing in a deep breath.
Later, as we lay tangled together in the soft sheets, Evelyn rested her head on my chest, her fingers lazily tracing patterns along my skin.
“I won’t let you leave tomorrow after you’ve made love to me again.”
I laughed, brushing my fingers along her arm. “That’s a deal.”
She rested her head back on my chest, the warmth of her body against mine lulling us both into a peaceful silence.
*****
When I got back home, I was surprised of the gig and how open-minded Evelyn was, but I couldn’t stop think of the comments about her mother. Then I got a text from her. Hi, my mother loved the photos. She wonders if you’d like to come with us on a yacht she’s renting. My fans love yacht content, and my mother would like to meet you.
“Holy shit … she wasn’t kidding,” I said. I quickly wrote to her back that I would come.
She texted me a love smiley. She’ll pay you generously. See you next week!
The week passed quickly, and eventually, I met Evelyn and Jeanette, her mother, at a restaurant by the beach. I had only seen a photo of her, but she was as stunning as I remember her to be–blonde, tall, and dressed in a pink pencil dress with slits. Her smile widened as her eyes landed on me, and for a split second, I thought I caught interest in her gaze.
“So this is the hot-shot photographer who helped my daughter,” she said playfully.
Before I had a chance to greet Evelyn’s mother, she pulled me into a warm hug instead of extending a handshake. As her full breasts pressed against my chest, I couldn’t help but notice just how well-endowed she was.
She broke the hug and gave me a once-over.
“I’m Jake,” I told her.
“I’m Jeanette,” she said with a smile. “Let’s grab something to eat before we head to the yacht.”
The weather was as sunny and warm as ever. While we ate, Evelyn looked more excited than I’d ever seen her. She eagerly told her mother all about our photoshoot, not holding back on the details.
I took the opportunity to ask Jeanette a few questions about herself, which seemed to please her.
“I run a women’s magazine,” she said. “Well, quote-unquote ‘women’s.’ Ninety percent of our social media followers are men.”
“Not hard to see why if you’re on the cover.”
Jeanette blushed. “I’m not on the cover. Those days are long gone.”
“I don’t think so,” I said with a smirk.
She chuckled, shaking her head. “I think I’m a bit too old for you anyway,” she teased, patting her daughter’s back. “Thankfully, I have Evelyn.”
Evelyn didn’t seem to mind that I was flirting with her mother.
After lunch, we made our way to the dock where the yacht was waiting. It was every bit as luxurious as Jeanette had promised, its sleek lines gleaming under the afternoon sun. We stepped aboard, and the deck offered plenty of space to relax, with a hot tub, lounge chairs, and a shaded seating area.
As Evelyn and I sat side by side, discussing the photos, Jeanette took the helm, steering the vessel away from the dock.
“Will your mother watch?” I asked her.
“Yeah,” she said. “She’ll even give me some ideas … What do you think of her?”
“She’s beautiful,” I admitted.
“I’m glad you like her,” Evelyn said. “She can be a workaholic. Sometimes I feel bad for her.”
“Why?”
“A lot of guys are intimidated by her position … She hasn’t had a man in a while.”
I wasn’t sure if she was indirectly asking me to flirt with her.
As Jeanette steered the yacht, Evelyn and I moved from location to location as she couldn’t make up her mind, trying to figure out where she would look best nude.
Eventually, we moved onto the deck. Evelyn slipped off her bikini and offered a playful, mock-shy smile as I zoomed in on her flushed cheeks. Then she reclined on a lounge chair, her skin gleaming under a light sheen of sweat from the sun. Wanting a masturbation clip, she began touching herself slowly, her fingers trailing down her stomach and slipping between her thighs. I filmed her as she pleasured herself, capturing the way her back arched and her lips parted in ecstasy.
I kept glancing at her mother who was busy reading a magazine. She was still in her pencil dress, and there was something undeniably erotic having her mother there while I photographer her nude daughter.
When she finally finished, she brought her fingers to her lips, licking each one slowly and deliberately. Then, with a playful glint in her eye, she extended her last finger toward me. Without hesitation, I leaned forward, taking it into my mouth and sucking gently, my eyes closing as her taste filled my senses.
“Sweetheart, why don’t you take the jet ski?” her mother suggested.
“Great idea,” Evelyn said eagerly.
We moved to the jet ski. Evelyn straddled it topless, her breasts bouncing gently with the waves. I had to remind her countless times not to ride too far ahead or too quickly; otherwise, it became difficult to keep up. “Join me instead,” she encouraged, her voice playful. “You sit in front, and I’ll lean back.”
I hesitated for a moment but eventually hopped on, and she leaned back, arching her spine and letting her hair trail in the water. The sun glinted off the droplets on her skin, making her look like she was covered in diamonds. The close-up photos turned out well.
There was no break with Evelyn. We jumped right into the next setting, which was the hot tub. Steam rose around Evelyn as she lounged in the bubbling water, her skin flushed from the heat. She emerged slowly, water cascading down her naked form. I recorded close-ups of her hardened nipples and the way the water beaded on her smooth skin.
****
After dinner, Jeanette suggested trying the hot tub to unwind. “It’s the perfect way to end the day,” she said with a grin as she headed to change.
Evelyn and I stepped into the warm water, leaning back as we waited for her mother. When Jeanette emerged in a sleek pink bikini, I couldn’t help but glance. The soft fabric clung to her body, highlighting her long, toned legs and flat stomach. Her ample breasts were beautifully supported, creating an enticing cleavage that drew my eyes. The bikini bottom sat low on her hips, showing off her feminine shape. As she walked towards the hot tub, I couldn’t help but admire the sexy sway of her hips and the confidence of a wealthy woman in the model industry. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her dazzling smile. The fading sunlight cast a warm glow on her skin, making it appear smooth and radiant despite being in her forties.
I felt a rush of heat through my body as I watched her, my pulse quickening, and Evelyn caught me looking and nudged me. “Caught you,” she teased. “Who’re you looking at?”
“Your gorgeous mom,” I replied, deciding to own it.
Jeanette lowered herself into the hot tub, the water lapping at her curves. I found myself transfixed. I felt a rush of heat that had nothing to do with the hot tub as I watched Jeanette settle into the bubbling water. The way her skin glistened with droplets, her hair falling in damp waves around her shoulders, was mesmerizing.
As the conversation faded into a comfortable silence, we all turned our attention to the horizon. The sun was dipping below the water, painting the sky orange and pink.
Evelyn started stroking my bulge, and we exchanged glances. “It’s soon bedtime, and you know what it means when we’ll share a bed.”
Jeanette raked her fingers through my hair. “I’ve been a bit envious of my daughter the past weeks.”
“Mom, I’ve told you before you can have him too.”
“But I didn’t want you to accuse me of stealing him.”
“No such thing,” Evelyn said. “You know we’re open about stuff.”
“I know,” Jeanette said. “Did you know that Evelyn asked me to help her how to properly suck?”
“You don’t have to tell him about that,” Evelyn said with a giggle and a blush.
“What?” Jeanette said. “He’ll only like you more based upon his dedication.”
“What did you do exactly?” I asked, imagining them going about it making me stiffer.
“Is it okay?” Jeanette asked her daughter.
“Alright, fine,” Evelyn said.
“I showed her with a dildo,” Jeanette said while stroking my thigh, getting closer and closer. “But tonight, we have you to practice on.”
“You’re more than welcome,” I said. “Have you always had this open relationship?”
“Yes,” Jeanette said. “We’ve talked about sex forever. Since I’ve also been a model, I was never against her doing sex work. I helped her.”
“I find that sweet,” I said.
“Yeah … anything for my daughter.”
“You sound like my mother now,” I said and Mom and I exchanged glances.
“That’s why we’re best friends,” Jeanette said. “We have a similar mentality, open about things.”
“I can see that,” I said.
Jeanette reached my bulge. “You’re already hard.”
“I just find it incredibly hot about you and your daughter.”
Jeanette smirked as her hand explored my bulge. “Well, you’re about to experience it first-hand.” She tugged a little bit at her bikini straps, and she looked at the other women. “Why are we wearing these anyway? It’s dark now.”
Unhooking her bikini top, Evelyn pressed closer to me, her bare breasts brushing against my arm. “Is this okay?” she whispered, her eyes searching mine.
“More than okay.” But I was mostly interested in Jeanette’s boobs, and my eyes went to hers. “Your breasts are the only ones I haven’t seen,” I told her.
Jeanette smiled coyly, holding my gaze as she slowly removed her bikini top. Her breasts were full and perfectly shaped, with thick nipples hardening in the cool night air.
“Like what you see?” she asked softly, arching her back slightly.
I nodded, unable to form words. Jeanette’s beauty was captivating, and knowing she was Evelyn’s mother only added to the forbidden thrill.
Evelyn giggled beside me. “Mom, I told you he’d be speechless.”
Jeanette’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Well, let’s see if we can get him talking again.”
She moved closer, her breasts mere inches from my face. Slowly, deliberately, she took my hand and placed it on her chest. Her skin was impossibly soft and warm under my palm.
“How do they feel?” she murmured.
I swallowed hard. “Amazing,” I managed to say.
Evelyn’s hand slid up my thigh under the water. “Don’t forget about me,” she purred in my ear.
I turned to her, drinking in her youthful beauty. Where Jeanette was all elegant curves, Evelyn was lithe and toned.
“I could never forget about you,” I assured her, leaning in to press my lips to hers in a brief, smooth kiss.
Jeanette’s hand found its way back to my thigh, trailing upwards teasingly. “Shall we move this to the bedroom?” she suggested, her voice low and sultry.
“Definitely,” I said, and I couldn’t wait to have my way with them both.
We climbed out of the hot tub, grabbing towels to dry off quickly. As we made our way to the cabin, I admired the curves and lines of the women’s bodies, illuminated by the soft glow of the yacht’s lights.
Jeanette led the way to the master bedroom, her hips swaying sensually as she walked. “Damn,” I mouthed.
“I heard that one,” Evelyn said with a laugh.
As we entered the luxurious master cabin, Jeanette turned to face her daughter. “Want some more BJ lessons? We should seize the opportunity now that he’s all hot and bothered.”
“I think I’m good enough,” Evelyn said with hints of playful scorn.
“You think?” Jeanette said, arching an eyebrow.
“Yeah, you saw the clips,” she said, crossing her arms.
“You barely even took him down your throat.”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Your nose didn’t touch his pelvis, hon.”
“As if you can do that.”
“Wait,” I said and looked at them both. “You aren’t fighting now, right?”
They both chuckled. “We can fight now and then, but it’s all love in the end,” Jeanette said.
“Take him down the throat then,” Evelyn said, still not convinced.
“Challenge accepted,” Jeanette said. I thought we would move to the bed, but Jeanette hungrily dropped to her knees. She quickly pulled down my swimming trunks, and my cock snapped back up, almost striking her chin.
Giggling, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, stroking slowly as she admired its size. “My, my,” she moaned. “Evelyn wasn’t exaggerating.”
Before I could respond, she leaned in and ran her tongue along the underside of my cock, from base to tip. A shiver ran through me at the sensation. Jeanette’s technique was refined by years of experience, especially with her eye contact.
After she’d covered my cock in a light sheen of spit, she took me into her mouth. The wet heat enveloped me as she began to bob her head, taking me deeper with each pass. Her lips formed a tight seal as she sucked, her cheeks hollowing.
Coming off with a pop, she gripped the base of my cock and repositioned herself. In one smooth motion, she took my entire length down her throat. My eyes widened in shock and pleasure as I felt the tight confines of her throat squeezing around me. It felt similar to my mother’s blowjob.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, my hands instinctively moving to tangle in her hair.
She gagged but didn’t come off. I could see the length bulging against her throat. She slowly pulled her head back and went back down again, stroking me with her warm throat. “Geeze,” I said.
Eventually, she came off, leaving my erection drenched. “How do you even breathe?” Evelyn asked in shock.
“Let’s move to bed, and I’ll teach you,” Jeanette said and flicked her eyes to me. “Did I pass the test?”
“That was so hot,” I said.
“Great,” Jeanette said with a grin.
We moved to the king-sized bed, the yacht wagging slightly. Jeanette and Evelyn slowly slid off their bikini bottoms, revealing their most intimate areas. I couldn’t help but stare at Jeanette’s pussy, mesmerized by its beauty. Her labia were perfectly shaped, glistening with arousal. The soft blonde curls above were neatly trimmed.
“Beautiful pussy,” I said, drinking in the sight of her.
Parting her lips with her fingers, Jeanette smiled, a hint of shyness in her expression. “Thank you. That means a lot coming from you.”
She lay back on the bed, spreading her legs invitingly. “Why don’t you two join me?”
Evelyn and I needed no further encouragement. We climbed onto the bed, and I lay down in the middle.
“Now,” Jeanette said, her voice taking on a teacherly tone, “let me show you how to really pleasure a man with your mouth … Make sure you listen, young lady.”
Evelyn rolled her eyes. “I’m not deaf.”
Jeanette wrapped her fingers around my shaft, guiding it to her lips. With decades of sexual experience, she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head as she sucked. After a few moments, she pulled off with a pop.
“Your turn, sweetie,” she said to Evelyn, passing my erection to her.
Evelyn leaned in, mimicking her mother’s actions. Her technique was enthusiastic but less refined. Jeanette gently guided her in the right direction, offering tips and encouragement.
“That’s it, use your tongue more. Don’t forget to breathe through your nose.”
They took turns, each trying to outdo the other. The sight of mother and daughter sharing my cock was incredibly erotic, especially when it was time for Evelyn to take it down her throat, making her gag like mad. Her mother patted her back and whispered words of encouragement, and after many attempts with plenty of gagging and tears, she finally managed to swallow my entire length, lips firm against the base. “Good girl,” Jeanette said proudly.
“You’re one sexy teacher,” I told her jokingly.
“It’s good to know I have a backup plan in case my magazine goes bankrupt—sex teacher.” Jeanette proudly kissed her daughter when she came off, but Jeanette kept going, showing her more tips, teaching her about eye contact and how to squeeze her throat around the head. Eventually, Jeanette left her daughter by my erection while she straddled my legs. I palmed her ass while she leaned into me, kissing me deeply while Evelyn kept sucking.
“Oh, I’ve always wanted to kiss someone as young as you,” she said, biting her lip during the brief pause before continuing the kiss. I enjoyed the smoothness of her lips, the taste of her mouth and the sweetness of her tongue as long as possible, but her daughter kept sucking me better and better, making me thrust my hips. After several minutes of this delicious torture, I could feel my control slipping.
I came off Jeanette’s lips even if I could tell she wanted to kiss me longer. “I’m getting close,” I warned.
Jeanette pulled away, leaving me aching for release. “It seems like my daughter exceeded my expectations.”
Evelyn stuck her tongue out. “I told you I could suck him fine.”
Jeanette chuckled. “How do you want us?”
“Go on all fours and let me alternate between you.”
They both shared a grin and went into a doggy position. I started with Jeanette, wanting to know if her pussy would feel as good as her daughter’s. I positioned myself behind Jeanette, admiring the curves of her hips, the glistening folds of her pussy and her puckered rosebud. I rubbed the head along her labia till the tip was nice and wet. Then slowly, I eased myself inside her, groaning at the incredible warmth and tightness that enveloped me. Jeanette let out a breathy moan as I filled her completely.
“Oh god, you feel amazing,” I gasped, savoring the sensation. “No resistance, just velvety walls.”
She arched her back. “Go on, Jake.”
I grabbed her ass cheeks and thrust deeply into Jeanette’s mature pussy. Her inner walls clenched around me deliciously with each stroke. The wet sounds of our fucking filled the room as I picked up the pace.
After a few minutes of blissful fucking, I reluctantly withdrew from Jeanette and moved over to Evelyn. Grabbing her ass, I slid into her familiar tightness with a groan of pleasure. “Finally, my turn,” she said. “Is there any difference?”
“You’re a bit tighter,” I said and had to carefully work my way inside her.
“Maybe if I rub you a little it will help,” Jeanette said and started to finger her daughter’s lips.
“That helps,” I said, feeling Evelyn loosen up and creating delightful friction.
I alternated between mother and daughter, relishing the unique sensations each provided. Jeanette’s experienced pussy gripped and massaged me perfectly, while Evelyn’s youthful enthusiasm had her pushing back to meet my every thrust. The heatwave got stronger as they took turns fingering each other’s intimate parts. The visual of their matching heart-shaped asses side by side as I took turns fucking them was incredibly erotic. I couldn’t believe I was actually living out this fantasy.
As I felt my climax approaching, I pulled out, panting heavily. “Jeanette, can I fuck you missionary while you lick Evelyn?”
“Are you down?” Jeanette asked her.
“Well, you’ll be down now,” Evelyn said.
Jeanette just smiled, and they quickly rearranged themselves, with Jeanette on her back and Evelyn straddling her mother’s face. I positioned myself between Jeanette’s spread legs, admiring her glistening folds before pushing inside once more.
The sight of Jeanette’s tongue lapping at her daughter’s pussy as I fucked her was almost too much to bear. I struggled to hold back my orgasm as I thrust deeply, Jeanette’s legs wrapped around my waist.
Evelyn’s moans of pleasure grew louder as her mother pleasured her. The three of us moved together in perfect synchronicity, lost in a haze of lust and bliss.
As I thrust into Jeanette, she moaned against Evelyn’s pussy, sending vibrations through her daughter’s body. Evelyn threw her head back in pleasure, grinding down on her mother’s face, and Jeanette made sure to part her daughter’s ass, so she could get better access to her honeypot.
“Oh, wow,” Evelyn said. “Mom, you really know how to lick.”
Jeanette kissed her daughter. “I have decades of experience, hon.” She winked at me before opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.
The intensity built as we moved together, our bodies slick with sweat. Jeanette’s inner walls clenched around me rhythmically as she neared her peak. Evelyn’s moans grew louder, her thighs trembling as she ground against her mother’s skilled tongue.
With a final thrust, I buried myself deep in Jeanette’s welcoming heat. My orgasm crashed over me, and I emptied myself inside her with a loud groan. Jeanette’s pussy squeezed around me, milking every last drop as she reached her peak.
“Wow,” I said, pulling out and pushing in again till there wasn’t a drop left.
Evelyn’s eyes rolled to the back of her skull. “Okay, that’s fine, Mom.” Evelyn lifted her leg off her mother, slumped against the pillow and looked at Jeanette.
“Will you sleep soundly now?” she asked her daughter.
Evelyn nodded with a grin. “Yes … Although next time we do this, I want him to finish inside me.”
“You have had him for weeks,” Jeanette said. “Think of your mother now.”
“You’re right,” Evelyn said. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine,” Jeanette said and glanced at me while I slowly pulled out from her hole.
I lay down between them, and they cuddled up to me. “We have plenty of time tomorrow morning too,” I reminded them.
“You’re right,” Jeanette said. “Although I can promise you after this night, I’ll be as clingy as my daughter.”
“I don’t mind,” I said. “I’m not sure if anything can top this.”
They both pressed their lips to my cheeks. “It’s because you’re a wonderful man, Jake,” Jeanette said.
As we lay together in the afterglow, I marveled at the surreal situation. Here I was, sandwiched between a mother and daughter, both of whom I had just been intimate with. The yacht gently rocked beneath us, a reminder of our luxurious surroundings.
Jeanette’s fingers traced lazy patterns on my chest. “What an incredible night,” she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. “You’re even more talented than I imagined.”
Evelyn giggled, nuzzling into my neck. “I told you he was amazing.”
“You two are pretty incredible yourselves,” I said, glancing between them. “I still can’t believe this happened.”
Jeanette propped herself up on an elbow, her eyes twinkling. “Believe it, Jake. And there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“Looking forward to it,” I said with a grin.
We pillow-talked for a little while exchanging kisses and caresses. Eventually, we became tired. Evelyn yawned, snuggling closer to me.
“We should get some sleep,” Jeanette said, running her fingers through her daughter’s hair. “We’ve got another exciting day tomorrow.”
I nodded in agreement, feeling my eyelids growing heavy. We settled into sleep, Jeanette on one side and Evelyn on the other.
Afterword
Thank you so much for reading and your support 🙏 This was a snippet from a story that is 66 000 words long and contains way more than a mother daughter threesome. You can find it on my website: Supermodel Mom.