**A Mother’s Wedding Gift**

I never thought my daughter would be the one to make me come harder than my new husband ever could.

It was our wedding night. The ocean breeze drifted through the open balcony of our honeymoon suite, the sound of waves crashing against the shore barely covering the moans still lingering between my wife, Alice, and me. I was stretched out on the bed, still slick with sweat, when the door creaked open.

Standing there, silhouetted by the dim glow of the bathroom light, was Sally—my daughter, my beautiful, *hung* daughter.

She was already naked, her thick cock twitching against her toned stomach, the tip glistening with pre-cum. I’d known for years she was… *different*. Ever since she’d confessed to me in a shaky voice at sixteen, her arousal obvious beneath her shorts. But tonight, with the scent of sex still heavy in the air, I couldn’t pretend anymore.

“Mom,” she breathed, stepping forward. “You look so fucking good like this.”

My heart hammered. Alice stirred beside me, half-asleep, but I didn’t stop Sally as she climbed onto the bed. Her fingers traced my thigh, my wet cunt still sticky from my husband’s seed.

“You shouldn’t—” I started, but my voice broke when her thumb brushed my clit.

Sally smirked. “You *want* me to stop?”

I didn’t.

Her cock pressed against my slit, thick and hot, and I moaned as she rubbed it through my wetness. “God, Mom, you’re so fucking soaked. Is this for me?”

I arched, helpless, as she pushed inside. My pussy stretched around her, so much thicker than Alice had been, and I whimpered at the sheer *fullness* of her.

“Fuck, you take me so good,” Sally groaned, fucking into me with slow, deep thrusts.

I clawed at the sheets, my hips meeting hers, my body betraying me with every eager clench around her dick. She leaned down, capturing my nipple between her teeth, and I cried out as she sucked hard.

“You like this?” she whispered against my skin. “Like knowing your daughter’s cock feels better than Dad’s?”

I sobbed, nodding, because it was true. My pussy pulsed around her, my orgasm building fast, shame and pleasure twisting together as she fucked me harder.

Alice stirred beside us, her eyes fluttering open—then widening as she took in the sight of her new stepdaughter pounding into me.

“Oh my *God*,” Alice gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.

Sally didn’t stop. She reached out, tangling her fingers in Alice’s hair, pulling her closer. “You wanna join, stepmom?”

Alice hesitated only a second before she was crawling toward us, her hand wrapping around Sally’s cock where it disappeared inside me.

The sight of them—my wife stroking my daughter’s shaft, her lips parting as she watched me get fucked—sent me over the edge. I came hard, my cunt clamping down, and Sally groaned, her hips stuttering.

“Gonna fill you up, Mom,” she panted. “Gonna pump you full of my cum.”

And she did.

I felt her cock pulse inside me, hot and thick, her release flooding my pussy. She collapsed onto me, our lips crashing together in a messy, desperate kiss.

Alice watched, her fingers slipping between her own legs, as Sally slid out of me, her cum dripping down my thighs.

My daughter grinned, breathless. “Best. Wedding. Ever.”

And as she pulled Alice into a hungry kiss, her cock already hardening again, I knew this was only the beginning.